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Chapter 52 Set off for an interview and meet Yuan Wenda by chance [Tears to follow up] [Third update]

Jizhigrad picked up the porcelain bowl and drank a big gulp of wine, whispering in a slightly drunken tone.

Blind Ma Er nodded, picked up a peanut precisely, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"That's right, even the originally thin aura has become more abundant."

"This is the change of heaven and earth, mysterious and unspeakable!"

He chewed peanuts and shook his head and said.

"Tell me, will the world return to what it was hundreds or even thousands of years ago?"

"Shall we go visit the seniors upstairs?"

Jizhigrad put down the porcelain bowl, his expression suddenly became more serious.

But Ma Er blind man sneered and shook his head.

"Fatty Ji, do you think we are the same as those seniors upstairs?"

"They are not only high in cultivation and strength, but also better in accepting ability than us."

"I have already begun to use my ability to integrate into this society."

"The reason why I still live here is because it is clean."

"After all, everyone has no requirements for the environment."

"But now, I'm afraid it won't be long before they will move out and live in a big villa."

"Let's not talk about others, but the Taoist Zhuji on the fourth floor who likes to catch monsters recently even bought a new car."

"That smell of gasoline is the smell of the world."

Blind Ma Er said without hesitation.

He has already laid out a simple but very practical isolation formation.

Being able to isolate snooping from upstairs and downstairs, even if a monk stronger than him wants to forcibly penetrate his spiritual sense, it will arouse his vigilance, unless the other party is two realms higher than him.

Jizhigrad nodded thoughtfully.

"We can also use our abilities to make money."

"It wouldn't be so poor."

"If you have money, you can heal your eyes."

Hearing what he said, Ma Er blindly grinned.

"It's natural."

"Fatty Ji, you can go to the fighting competition in Xia's country."

"For example, programs like martial arts style."

"Based on your appearance and that skill, you will definitely be invincible in the arena."

"You are a martial artist at the peak of the inner strength stage."

"When you have money, you can help me."

Jizhigrad didn't answer, staring at the porcelain bowl that was almost empty, he raised his head for a long time.

"Ma Er, what about you?"

Hearing what he said, Ma Er blind man laughed.

"Haha, of course I will continue to tell fortunes."

"Could it be that I still go to the streets to perform spells?"

"Or tell everyone loudly that I am a so-called immortal cultivator?"

"Even if I go to be a bodyguard, I only rely on my spiritual sense and my ears and nose. In actual combat, I'm afraid I can't compare to a warrior at the peak of the outer strength stage."

"And the cassock I made can barely block the stabbing of a dagger."

"Speaking of it, it's not even comparable to a body armor, which is equivalent to a stab-proof suit."

"Ever since I got shot, I've been in awe of the world..."

When he said this, he reached out and touched the position under his ribs. There were two round faint scars here. Even though he was able to eliminate impurities when his realm improved, the scars were still obvious.

After Ma Er blind man finished speaking, the room fell into silence.

The two of them tacitly didn't say anything, just picked up the porcelain bowl and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

……

"Crash..."

"If Hua Tuo is reborn, Chongyang will be healed, and foreigners who come to learn Chinese characters will inspire my national consciousness!"

"Nyx, cassia..."

"In my way, rewrite a piece of history!"

Zong Ze hummed "Compendium of Materia Medica" while washing his body.

The old songs from more than ten years ago are still exciting.

This is especially true in bathrooms filled with steam.

After washing up, he quickly wiped his body, quickly put on his big underpants and walked out of the bathroom.

Going to the closet, I dug out the cheap suits and shirts I bought when I was a sophomore in the Philosophy Department.

This is the only suit he currently has.

After dressing carefully, he found an indigo tie from the drawer.

Pull off the tie directly and put it around the neck.

He was very prescient at the time. In order to be lazy, he didn't untie the tie. Now he just needs to put it directly on the neck and then tighten it.

After getting dressed, he dried his hair again, put on some hairspray, and combed it to look like an adult.

Not to mention, it looks quite upright and unrestrained.

"Well, it's still quite handsome..."

Zong Ze looked at himself in the mirror and raised his eyebrows viciously.

After everything was packed, it was already 9:07 in the morning.

He found the leather shoes in a plastic bag from the shoe cabinet, and wiped them with a paper towel dampened with water.

Put on your leather shoes, bring your cell phone and keys, and head out full of energy.

When he left the venue of Yu's small building, he naturally saw the cow and horse anchor who came to watch today.

This has become the everyday norm.

After the two sides ignored each other, Zong Ze quickly walked out of the field, walked through the alleyway and came to the side of the street.

The interview address of Qitian Electronic Technology Materials Co., Ltd. is in Tongsha District, and it takes at least half an hour to get there by bus, so he decided to spend 30 yuan extravagantly to call an online car-hailing car.

Just as I was about to take out my mobile phone to place an order, a Don't Touch Me X7 stopped at the temporary stop line on the side of the road.

The window of the driver's cab was rolled down, and it was Yuan Wenda who was dressed neatly.

"Mr. Zong!"

He smiled and waved hello.

Zong Ze raised his head and nodded slightly after seeing Yuan Wenda.

"Mr. Yuan, hello!"

"Are you here to find Uncle Yu?"

he asked politely.

Yuan Wenda nodded first, then waved his hand.

"It's already been dealt with, about the venue of the group arena the day after tomorrow."

"The venue is set in a fighting gym in Chuanchong District."

"At that time, people from the Tongcheng Sports Committee will come over."

"But the process will definitely not be as formal as a serious game."

"By the way, Mr. Zong, are you going out?"

"I'll give you a ride if you're on the way."

"Just on the way, I can talk to you slowly."

Yuan Wenda said enthusiastically.

"I'm going to Qitian Electronic Technology in Tongsha District, and I have an interview today."

Zong Ze said truthfully that there was nothing to hide.

"Qian Electronics..."

Seeing that Yuan Wenda's expression suddenly became a little weird, he opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

In the end, he just reached out and patted the co-pilot's seat.

"Get in the car, it's just on the way..."

Seeing that he said this, Zong Ze was not pretentious, walked to the co-pilot openly, opened the door and got in, fastened his seat belt.

It happened that he also wanted to learn more about the group arena from Yuan Wenda.

He, the hands-off shopkeeper, has done a good job, and now it's time to sharpen his guns.

This matter is related to the reputation of Yu's Martial Arts Academy, and Yu Qin will definitely not be careless.

But he himself needs to be more psychologically prepared!
(End of this chapter)