Metropolis: The Rise of Chinese Arts

After the man stood up, he was also stunned.

Zhang Nian chuckled and said.

"It's really not easy. You are already like this, but you still want to sharpen your head and drill into it?"

The person standing under the stage was none other than Sun Zhengdao.

He looked at Zhang Nian bitterly and said.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be what I am today."

"Hey, you can't find this on me. If you didn't do it yourself, you would never have fallen to where you are today."

After speaking, Zhang Nian ignored him, turned around and walked inside.

Sun Zhengdao had nothing to say for a while, so he could only shout.

"You are so conceited, you are not going to come here in the end."

Zhang Nian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked straight inside.

The two people who had just thrown Sun Zhengdao out blocked his way.

One of the chubby young men glanced at Zhang Nian and said.

"who are you?"

Zhang Nian smiled.

"Tai Chi Martial Arts, Zhang Nian, I'm looking for your president."

"I'm sorry, I don't know what Zhang Nian is. Our president is not here, so come back another day."

Zhang Nian frowned involuntarily.

I have come to look for it twice, but I am not there.

Where did this dignified head of the martial arts association go if he didn't sit properly in his own place?

"Then when will I come and he will be here?"

"Not at any time, hurry up, or that person will be your fate."

The little fat man stretched out his hand angrily and pushed Zhang Nian.

But before he could finish speaking, he flew out with a whoosh and hit the wall behind him directly.

Another person was taken aback.

He directly put on a posture and was about to make a move.

Zhang Nian slapped him directly.

The man reached out to pick it up, but he didn't want to be slapped on the ground directly.

Zhang Nian bypassed the two people and walked upstairs.

Because he had already been here once, he found the president's office easily.

But as the people below said, the chairman is indeed not there.

He sighed and pushed the door, only to find it was still locked.

Can only walk down from above.

Seeing Zhang Nian going and coming back, the two quickly moved aside.

Zhang Nian squatted down and asked.

"I'll ask you something. If you answer well, forget it today. If you don't answer well, I'll let you two go out sideways today."

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be fierce and glared at them.

The two of them naturally kowtowed like garlic.

Zhang Nian asked.

"Recently, a man called Young Master Zhang came to Qingyun City, you must know about it."

He directly did not give the two people a chance to refute.

"Now I want to know where this Young Master Zhang is."

The two tremblingly were about to talk.

Zhang Nian stretched out a hand and said.

"If you say you don't know, then the result will be the same as before."

Hearing Zhang Nian's words, the two swallowed the words that came to their lips.

The little fat man took a deep breath, as if he had made a big decision.

Finally, sneak close to Zhang Nian.

"Well, Young Master Zhang is staying at the Crown Hotel, don't let us tell you, please don't tell anyone."

Zhang Nianruo nodded in understanding.

"Oh I see, but I'll definitely tell others, thanks."

After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the door.

At this time, Sun Zhengdao was still waiting below, probably wanting to see how Zhang Nian made a fool of himself.

But when Zhang Nian came out intact, he was dumbfounded.

Standing where he was, he watched innocently as Zhang Nian walked to the door and rode away on his bicycle.

It was supposed to go back to Baji Boxing Gym.

But he thought that Tangshan and the others were all injured at this time, and he was afraid that after telling them, they would definitely not give up and would follow.

Therefore, Zhang Nian directly rode his bicycle towards the Crown Hotel.

The Crown Hotel is one of the most luxurious hotels in Qingyun City.

The people who usually receive here are some high-ranking officials and nobles.

Moreover, it is not possible to live here with money.

Even if you have money and no status, you will be turned away.

At this time, Zhang Nianzheng was standing at the door of the hotel.

His bicycle is very eye-catching in the crowd.

The eyes of several security guards next to him were fixed on him.

But he looked indifferent, slowly found a place to lock the bicycle, and walked inside with his hands behind his back.

The reception staff at the door blocked him and said with a smile.

"Sir, I'm sorry, there is a dinner here tonight, I wonder if you are a guest?"

Zhang Nian nodded and said.

"of course."

"Then please show me the invitation so that I can register you."

Zhang Nian frowned, feeling bad.

This thing actually has invitations?
Where can I get an invitation at this time?
"Oh, whose dinner party are you talking about?"

Zhang Nian asked.

"Of course it belongs to Master Zhang."

When the waiter said this, he looked arrogant, as if it was his honor to serve Young Master Zhang.

Zhang Nian chuckled and said.

"Don't you think it's a very happy thing for you to register for his dinner party?"

Hearing his words, the waiter was stunned.

He stared at Zhang Nian fixedly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Zhang Nian even put on the air of a gangster, and reached out to pat the waiter on the shoulder.

These few times, Zhang Nian naturally added internal strength to it.

The waiter only felt his legs go weak after being patted by Zhang Nian a few times.

He thought he was nervous, but he didn't know that Zhang Nian had already beaten his veins into disorder.

"You, who are you?"

"Little comrade, don't just be obsessed with the immediate interests. Doing this line of work requires more than enthusiasm."

Zhang Nian said with a serious look.

"Don't you know that good eyesight is the most important thing in your line of work?"

"But... I don't know who you are, so I can't let you in."

The waiter was almost fooled by Zhang Nian.

But the bottom line is still not giving up.

Zhang Nian closed his eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Understand, I understand."

As he spoke, he took out his ID card from his pocket and waved it in front of the waiter.

The waiter didn't understand anything else, only saw Zhang Nian's name.

"did you see it?"

"Look, I see, Mr. Zhang."

"That's right, look, Young Master Zhang's surname is Zhang, right?"

"Correct."

"And me?"

"It's also Zhang."

Zhang Nian nodded, and looked at the waiter again, with a hint of advice in his eyes.

The waiter suddenly realized and said quickly.

"Oh, leader, you must be a relative of Young Master Zhang."

"Don't shout!"

Zhang Nian glared at him complainingly.

"Didn't see that I came by bicycle, why did I come by bicycle? You don't know?"