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Chapter 98 Symposium

Resistance does not stop enthusiasm.

After seeing Qin Xiaoyu staying in the carriage and refusing to get off, four or five young guys with instruments in their hands directly chose to attack, threw the instruments aside, and "invited" Qin Xiaoyu out easily.

"Come on, we're all friends."

"Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Being "persuaded" by several young men to get out of the car, Qin Xiaoyu had a deep understanding of what it means to be on all fours. Several young people grabbed their feet, raised their hands, comforted themselves with stern expressions, and said involuntarily Carrying himself to the villa, it was useless to resist.

"Bring it to the main hall and put it in the chief position."

After Qin Xiaoyu was carried out of the car, an old man shouted at the marching team, and then told the crowd to disperse, and a group of people hurried into a nearby building.

The welcome ceremony is over, let's quickly change clothes and talk about business.

"I said, can you put me down?"

Looking sideways at the crowd disappearing from view, Qin Xiaoyu said to several young people who were going up the steps.

At this moment, he felt like a lamb waiting to be roasted, the only difference was that he was short of a stick.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon."

Pushing open the vermilion door, a young man whistled into the house. After the whistle, four more young people came over, took Qin Xiaoyu and continued to walk into the house. However, the young people just now said nothing. The hair stopped at the door.

With a bang, the door closed.

So luxurious!
Looking at the expensive chandelier on the roof, Qin Xiaoyu smacked his tongue inwardly. He also liked a similar chandelier when decorating his home before, but he finally gave up because of the price. The owner of this house is very rich.

The volume of this chandelier is several times larger than the one I liked before. From the perspective of effect, it cannot be solved by my one-year salary. I can only say that the feeling of living in a villa is really embarrassing.

"Wait a little longer, they will be here soon."

After bypassing the long corridor, Qin Xiaoyu was carried into a wide hall. When he had just checked the layout of the hall, he was placed on an old wooden chair.

Finally, I can look at it openly.

This is a hall covered with red carpets, it looks like it should be used for receiving guests, the layout inside the hall is simpler than the outside, the walls are pure white, clean without any decoration, except for the luxurious chandelier above the head for lighting , the most eye-catching one is the table in the middle.

Wooden texture, simple and simple appearance, sixteen supporting wooden legs, it seems that it should be spliced.

And the position where I sit now is just above the innermost chief. Although it is still some distance away from the table, the direction is correct. In such a large place, I only have one chair, and the others are scattered around. Both sides are like foils.

I'm a brat, it's not appropriate to sit here.

Qin Xiaoyu still cares about some traditional virtues in China. Among the people at the door, there seem to be few younger than him, especially the dozen or so old people in formal attire who all look like they could be his grandfathers. No matter how you look at it, it's not your turn to sit in this position. Isn't this the same as putting yourself on the fire?

"Squeak~~~"

While he was thinking wildly, the door on the right opened. When Qin Xiaoyu turned around to look, a dozen old people who had changed their clothes had already entered the hall one after another. They seemed to have rehearsed in advance and went to the reserved seats. Few people looked at Qin Xiaoyu during the whole process.

"Bridge, the space is limited, you just stand."

After more than a dozen old people sat down on the chairs, an old man sitting on the left side closest to Qin Xiaoyu said that the position is actually the best thing to get. The problem is that Ding Daqiao is not qualified enough.

I can only feel sorry for him.

"okay."

After giving Qin Xiaoyu a meaningful look, Ding Daqiao moved a few steps in his direction. After only walking a short distance, he stopped again.

These old people are not their own masters, and they have strict requirements on rules and regulations. There is no way to bring Qin Xiaoyu here today.

"Then let's start."

After giving instructions to Ding Daqiao, the old man on the left spoke again, and tapped his finger on the armrest three times, and the chair, which was still some distance away from the wooden table, began to slowly approach the wooden table.

"What do you mean?"

With the sudden movement of the chair, the unprepared Qin Xiaoyu was pushed staggered by the inertia, and as soon as he stabilized his figure, his hands could already touch the edge of the table.

Is there any point in doing this?Two steps directly by hand will not work.

Looking up at the Ding Bridge not far away, Qin Xiaoyu suddenly felt that he was sitting in the wrong place.

You should take this seat. It's really hard to sit.

"Is that Qin Xiaoyu, please introduce yourself to us briefly."

After everyone leaned to the table, the old man on the left spoke again. It could be seen that he was the host of this matter.

What is there to introduce.

Looking at the old people who were all sitting upright, Qin Xiaoyu shyly removed his hands from the table. Are you going to have an interview? What are you doing with a straight face.

"My name is Qin Xiaoyu, from Qingcheng City, and I am currently working in IT in the software park"

"Wait, you don't need to introduce it in such detail." Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's introduction, Ding Daqiao immediately said, "The seniors want to know where your teacher came from, the specific situation in the school and so on."

"Oh"

"Just repeat what you said to me earlier."

"My name is Qin Xiaoyu, a disciple of the Five Thunder Sect"

"So you don't know where your master is now?"

Qin Xiaoyu's introduction was extremely quick, and he didn't stop in one breath. Judging from the reactions of everyone present, the fabrication should be reasonable.

"Yes, no more contact."

After answering an old man's question, Qin Xiaoyu was suspicious when he saw several old people present exchange glances with each other.

"Your master didn't tell you anything else?"

In order to avoid mistakes in what he said, during this introduction, Qin Xiaoyu deliberately perfected the lie again.

It is only said that the master has always only taught his own moves, and rarely mentioned other things. After making up some words, everyone present is even more suspicious.

"No, apart from tricks, I didn't say anything else."

"There are people like this."

After listening to Qin Xiaoyu's answer, an old man in fat short-sleeved clothes asked doubtfully.

Isn't this short-sighted? In what age, you still play the game of mystery. If you make an apprentice and don't tell him anything, isn't it idle?

"Seniors, do you have anything else to ask?"

Seeing that the old people present were starting to think about it, Qin Xiaoyu had to interrupt with a smile.

I came here today for the ghost mask technique, so I can't keep staring at my lies in circles, I have already made up what should be made up, and it's time to ask about the things I care about.

"I'm fine, how about you?"

Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's question, everyone turned their attention to the old man sitting on the left, not because they didn't want to ask, but because they couldn't ask anything at all.

"I have nothing to ask."

"Me too."

"Okay, that's it for today, the meeting is over."

What the hell, I haven’t asked yet.

Looking at the old people who stood up and were about to leave, Qin Xiaoyu was stunned.

Isn't it right, shouldn't the focus of today be the ghost face technique? Why is it over after asking myself a few words, isn't it my business?
"Wait a minute, seniors."

After standing up from the chair, Qin Xiaoyu felt that he couldn't take it anymore. Ding Daqiao didn't seem to tell him that he was here for interrogation. Does this have anything to do with the ghost mask technique?

"What's the matter, what do you remember?"

Seeing Qin Xiaoyu ask them to stay, the old people in the venue stopped in their tracks.

"I want to ask the seniors about the ghost mask technique."

For the collective forgetfulness of the old people, Qin Xiaoyu was also very helpless, and he was quite inspiring, but the result was so sloppy.

"That matter, we have already told Daqiao what needs to be said. You can ask him."

(End of this chapter)