Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 81 The White Dragon's Thoughts

The spring breeze blew over the emerald green bamboo leaves.

The bright sun showed no signs of setting.

Akihito Jingu, with her bristling golden hair on her back, returned to Jingu's house with high spirits.

She originally wanted to continue searching, but Heli was not so motivated, and just wanted to get off work early and wait for news from someone.

Jingong Mingtong didn't like to wait passively, but she didn't know where to look for it.

If you don't understand some things, you can talk nonsense.

Once you know it, it's hard to say anything.

Shrine Main Office, Religious Management Office, Buddhist Temple General Affairs Office, including the Sixth Section of National Special Search.

These organizations have never given up looking for the stronghold of Longmenlou, but they have never found it.

Jingong Mingtong is not a blindly optimistic fool, but he is afraid that his brain will be too tired.

Very little brainstorming.

She really used her brain, but she could still figure it out clearly that Jieliuzi's strategy would only work by chance when there was a big move in Longmenlou.

If not, it is obviously impossible to find.

Instead of hanging out, she might as well go home and cook dinner.

"I'm back!" Mingu Mingu shouted into the room, bent her right foot, pressed the meat with her right finger to hook the shoe, and pulled her foot wrapped in pink stockings out of the shoe.

She is never particular about the color of stockings, black silk, white silk, purple silk, gray silk, pork silk and so on.

Wear whatever color stockings you want every day.

The cute toes are inside the thin stockings, and they look more crystal clear and small, just like Xi Zhilang's strawberry-flavored jelly.

"Sister, why are you back?" Jingong Qiansa was a little surprised, she was staying in the kitchen, preparing to make dinner for Brother Long.

Jingong Mingtong stepped into the living room and saw her wearing an apron, scratching her head with her hands, and said not confidently: "I should send a message, saying that I will come back to cook tonight."

Jingu Chisa took out her phone and checked, it was indeed out of battery, "Sorry, sister, I didn't pay attention to the phone's battery."

"It's okay, leave the dinner to me, you go to the side and rest!"

Seeing her sister rolling up her sleeves and wanting to display her cooking skills, Chisa Jingu took off her apron and said with a smile, "Okay."

She took her phone upstairs to charge it.

Because she doesn't use her mobile phone very much, Jingu Chisa seldom cares about the battery status of her mobile phone.

When she was free, she would either slip into Brother Long's bedroom and wrap the pencil end with the previous "collection" as a spell-casting material.

To avoid bloodshed, it is usually tasted lightly.

Or practice spirituality.

Although she is full of malice towards Jingu Yayoi, she has to admit that she is indeed very talented in spiritual arts, and the books on spiritual arts left behind are detailed and comprehensive.

She is still some distance away from fully understanding those spiritual arts.

……

dinner time.

Bai Long looked at the several dishes on the table and remained silent.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely delicious."

Jingu Mingtong was the first to pick up the green pepper, which was covered with thick cheese and mixed with the purple-red flesh of dragon fruit.

"Mingtong, I think it is necessary to rationalize the distribution of family positions in the future, so as to promote efficient operation and allow everyone to play their roles to the greatest extent."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Jingong Mingtong was confused.

"I mean let Qiansha be responsible for three meals a day, you are responsible for the hygiene of the house, washing dishes and chopsticks, etc., and I will be responsible for accepting commissions to make money."

Bailong is mentally prepared to debate with Mingtong.

Unexpectedly, Jingong Mingtong did not show any signs of anger, but seriously thought about this idea.

It's not that she is self-aware of her cooking skills.

It's because she doesn't have time to cook recently, so it's not good to let Qiansha take over.

Jingong Mingtong thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

"You say no..." Bai Long wanted to refute her veto, but suddenly realized something was wrong.

"You agree to the offer?"

Rather than the other party agreeing, Bai Long would rather suspect that there is something wrong with his ears.

"Of course, I'm not an unreasonable person. Recently, it's not good to let Qiansha take over the shift, so I'll be responsible for cleaning the house and re-dividing the work."

Jingong Mingtong replied calmly, and added: "Stupid dragon, you can still make good suggestions occasionally."

Bailong was silent, and Mingtong probably didn't see that the real intention of reassigning the family work this time was to not want to eat her dark dishes.

"I've always been able to give good advice."

Although he felt a little guilty of bullying an idiot, he still accepted the other party's compliment.

Jingong Mingtong snorted, his brain came to his senses, and his light purple eyes revealed a trace of suspicion: "Wait, you suddenly said this, it is possible..."

"Brother Long."

Jingu Chisa joined the conversation, interrupting her sister's brain that was about to start, "When do you plan to hold the world's number one martial arts meeting?"

This topic attracted Jingong Mingtong's attention, and the title of No. [-] in the world made her very excited: "No. [-] in the world in martial arts?"

"That's right, I plan to use that method to play the signboard of the Jingu style, and only martial arts masters are allowed to participate."

Bai Long deliberately added a sentence, cutting off the excitement on someone's face.

"Cut, it's boring."

Jingu Mingtong pouted, aware of the discrimination against spiritual tool users in this world, and lowered his head to cook.

Jingong Qiansha narrowed her eyes into a crescent shape, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, he will definitely win the championship, but do we have that much money?"

"I plan to attract sponsorship."

Bailong is very clear about the family's financial conditions, if he does not ask for sponsorship, if it depends on his efforts, he will continue to accept commissions.

It must also be a high-value commission, but that kind of commission is digested internally by the official organization, and only some high-value commissions that are very time-consuming will be thrown out.

For example, how much is the reward for protecting an important politician or wealthy businessman in a few months or a few years.

Instead of choosing that path, it is better to find someone directly to solicit sponsorship.

"Why do others sponsor you?"

Jingong Mingtong stopped cooking and couldn't help but criticize.

Bai Long smiled and said: "If the World's No. [-] Martial Arts Association can be successfully held, it must be a world-renowned event. Are you afraid of losing money?"

Jingong Mingtong was stunned, which made sense, but why didn't anyone hold it before?
She frowned, realizing that things were not as simple as she thought.

"Brother Long, ordinary people can't see the battle of superhumans clearly, and the cameras can't take pictures clearly, so they can't absorb traffic at all."

Jingu Chisa raised a problem that needs to be solved, "In addition, if you want to attract martial arts masters, it is difficult to get them to participate if you only rely on the title of the world's number one martial arts master without real rewards."

"Well, I have considered all these problems you mentioned, and I am trying to solve them."

Bailong never thinks about taking things one step at a time.

He likes to skip trivial matters, only grasp the core contradictions, and simplify complicated things.

One of the biggest difficulties in hosting the World's No. [-] Budokai is the perception of the audience.

One is to attract the active participation of martial arts masters.

To solve these two problems, there is no need to worry about no one sponsoring.

Because this is a guaranteed business.

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　　PS: I deduced it, thought it over and over again, or postponed the release, counting on the resurrection game next week, seeking support for follow-up.

　　
　
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