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"What's wrong with me? Brother, please tell me quickly, don't be too tight-lipped!" Ma Santong was impatient, like a groom who couldn't untie his belt on a wedding night.

Chen Muyu said, "He said that he would always consider you, but he felt that there was something wrong with your style!"

"style?"

Ma Santong was stunned for a moment, "No, there is something wrong with my style. My style is very normal. Who among the colleagues in the association doesn't know..."

Chen Muyu laughed and said, "I don't know about anything else. You go to wash your feet every three days. This must be the case, right?"

Ma Santong's face trembled, and he argued forcefully, "What's wrong with foot washing? Isn't it just a foot washing? Can it also be brought up to the issue of style? Isn't this nonsense?"

"Are you washing your feet? I don't even want to talk about you. You brought my third uncle down..." Chen Muyu shook his head repeatedly.

"Don't!"

Ma Santong waved his hand quickly, "Do you still need me to lead your third uncle? He is more familiar with me than me. He is the one who led me astray!"

Chen Muyu shrugged, "You also admitted that it's not just as simple as washing feet, right?"

Ma Santong was a little embarrassed, "Who admitted it? I am a serious person!"

This guy is decent enough, but he didn’t catch the current situation anyway. If he doesn’t admit it, he won’t admit it. “Brother, what do you think this is? They can’t wipe out my achievements just because of this unfounded thing, right? I Years, there is hard work without merit, right? Mr. Fang doesn’t care about things, so it’s not me who supports the Wushu Association? Who else is more qualified than me to take over this position? "

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Don't get excited. He didn't say you had no merit. He meant that he always felt that your cultivation and reputation might not be up to standard..."

"I……"

Ma Santong opened his mouth, but it seemed that what Chen Muyu said was true, and he had no way to refute it.

Suddenly, he became decadent, and Ma Santong lowered his head, "I knew it wouldn't be that easy. Unfortunately, I thought it was an opportunity. Alas, I thought too much..."

"However, they can't find a suitable person, can they?" Chen Muyu smiled, "I suggested to President Ou that you might as well try acting as President first. Can't your cultivation reputation and other things be improved? You have to pull it out and practice to find out whether it is this piece of material, right?"

When Ma Santong heard this, hope ignited in his heart again, "What did he say?"

"What else can I say? Report it to the superiors for discussion. I think your hopes are quite high!" Chen Muyu said.

Ma Santong thought about it. In the entire Xichuan Wushu Association, who else could be more suitable for this position than himself?

The acting president is fine, too. With his ability, it is easy to take care of the Xichuan practice world. Fang Tianzheng has not been doing anything in these years. Isn't it him and a few deacons who are taking care of the top and bottom of the Wushu Association?

"Brother, I think, for this kind of thing, if you can fight for it, fight for it. If you can't fight for it, don't be too pushy!" Chen Muyu still expressed relief. After all, this matter is not certain.

"No matter what, brother, I still want to thank you for speaking for me!" Ma Santong smiled bitterly, "Anyway, I have thought about it clearly. If I can't go up this time, then I will retreat with Mr. Fang. It's boring... …”

Yes, I'm still frustrated.

"Brother, the Wushu Association cannot do without you!" Chen Muyu said.

Ma Santong rolled his eyes at Chen Muyu, "The earth will still turn around without anyone else. Such a huge martial arts association can't do without me. Who am I?"

After a pause, Ma Santong smiled, "Anyway, thank you brother for supporting me..."

Chen Muyu didn't want to say more. Ma Santong was actually good at everything, but he was too utilitarian. He just wanted to climb up and stand taller.

However, to stand tall, you must have the strength to match it. Otherwise, if everyone refuses to accept you, your promotion will be in vain and you will be kicked down sooner or later.

"Okay, go to sleep, I won't disturb you anymore!"

After chatting with Chen Muyu, Ma Santong's mood might be a little complicated. After a while, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and left.

Looking at his back, Chen Muyu felt that being like Ma Santong was actually quite tiring.

"correct!"

Just as he reached the door, Ma Santong stopped and turned around and said, "I almost forgot, I asked about that thing you mentioned, it might be a bit difficult!"

"What's going on?" Chen Muyu was a little confused.

"Pig!" Ma San said.

At first glance, it sounded like he was scolding someone, but when he asked, Chen Muyu came back to his senses, "You mean, Li Huanhuan's pig? What's wrong?"

Ma Santong, "I asked. It was the Li family's unique secret recipe. It took countless precious medicinal materials. It can be said that they were selected one from a thousand, eliminated batch by batch, and took decades to cultivate. A heterogeneous species will not be sold no matter how much money you pay..."

"If nothing else, brother, your vision is really vicious. Why did you fall in love with it at first glance?"

After listening to Ma Santong's words, Chen Muyu was silent for a moment, "Brother, what's the point of raising a pig for the Li family? It's a waste of so much manpower and material resources!"

"What do you care about other people's business? They have a lot of money, why can't they be burned in a panic?"

Ma Santong shook his head dumbfounded. If you have money, you will be willful and nothing will surprise you.

"However, the Li family has really done some research on spiritual beasts. I heard that the Li family also raised an old horse that also became a spirit. It also served as the housekeeper of the Li family. It's really strange. It's a pity that I I haven’t seen it, I’m afraid there are many rumors...” Ma Santong,

"oh?"

This surprised Chen Muyu. In this way, it was not accidental that the Li family raised such a golden pig, but it was intentional!

"Brother, I don't have much respect for you. Look, if you are really interested, why don't you go talk to Li Shifeng in person before he comes back? If you just borrow it for two days, it shouldn't be difficult... ..." Ma Santong suggested.

play? What's so fun?

Chen Muyu shook his head and said, "I have no use for this pig. I just see that this pig is born with a different species, and I just want to borrow some seeds from it!"

"puff!"

When Ma Santong heard this, he almost choked on the melon seed shells.

"Borrow seeds?"

Ma Santong looked at Chen Muyu dumbfounded.

Chen Muyu nodded, "Yes, borrow a seed!"

At this point, Chen Muyu asked, "By the way, is the pig male or female?"

"It's a male, I've seen it before, it must be a male!"

Ma Santong thought for a while, then approached Chen Muyu, "Speaking of which, brother, why are you borrowing the seeds from this thing?"

Chen Muyu shrugged, "I can't tell you what I'm going to do specifically. Anyway, it will be of great use, or you may find some unborn piglets with extraordinary talents..."

Ma Santong looked at Chen Muyu with a strange expression. Hearing the tone of his words, he thought he was going to practice some medicine again, right?

"Don't look for others. Now that you've met one, let it be!" Ma Santong waved his hand, "I'm just borrowing a seed. It's such a simple thing. I'll take care of it, brother, and I'll give it to you in a minute." Done!"

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