The old dragon

This is the second time that Su Huan has come to the top floor of the Pilot Association building. The last time he followed the teacher to meet the No. [-] figure of the Pilot Association, the chairman of the association who is in charge of many directors.

In the innermost office on the twentieth floor, Su Huan met the No. [-] figure of the Pilot Association, the leader of the Political Council, and one of the top three figures in terms of status and strength in the entire Gilded City.

Ai Zhen.

Ai Zhen is also a fat man.

However, unlike the little fat man, Ai Zhen is a big fat man with a stature close to 1.9 meters, and the tonnage may be close to half a ton.

Ai Zhen has a serious face, and just sitting there can give people a strong sense of oppression.

"What do you want from me, little fat man." Ai Zhen casually looked at Su Huan and asked Ai Dong.

Hearing this, the corners of Ai Dong's mouth twitched, and he swore that if anyone dared to call him a fat man, he would pull out an iron crocodile on the spot and bite that guy's underpants.

But facing the big fat man in his own family, the little fat man is powerless.

"This is my friend Su Huan. I brought him here and I want to ask Grandpa for help." Ai Dong said succinctly.

Before Su Huan came, he had stated his purpose, hoping to buy Earthfire Gold, Ai Dong directly patted his chest to promise that it would be a trivial matter, that's why Su Huan came here.

"Su Huan? That boy Zhou He's apprentice? You also relied on him to pass your trial last time?" Ai Zhen asked with a hint of curiosity flashing through his narrowed eyes.

"That's right, the last trial was thanks to my Brother Su, otherwise..." Ai Dong wanted to say some good things for Su Huan at length.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, Ai Zhen interrupted: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, just tell me what you have to say, because that kid Zhou He has solved a lot of troublesome commissions for the association recently, I will agree if I can." Think about agreeing, but what's the use of talking nonsense, little fat man who can't agree?"

The little fat man felt that his grandfather had humiliated him in front of Su Huan, and he said a little annoyed, "Hmph! Su Huan wants to buy some gilt gold from you."

"Yes." The little fat man nodded in agreement as soon as Ai Zhen finished speaking.

"But it can only be an ordinary earth fire gilt, don't even think about my earth fire gilt beast king." Ai Zhen added.

"Ordinary ground fire gilt is enough, thank you, President." Su Huan, who couldn't get in the conversation, said overjoyed.

"How much?"

"One ton, is it okay?" Su Huan showed hope, but his heart was a little rough.

In fact, according to Li Bo's opinion, 03 tons is more than enough, and if it is not enough, one or two hundred kilograms is fine.

Back then, the teacher used less than [-] kilograms of ground fire gilt to make the gilt ring.

"can."

As soon as Ai Zhen finished speaking, Su Huan felt an almost undetectable mental fluctuation.

It is somewhat similar to the fluctuation of my usual telepathic communication.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a suit knocked on the door and walked into the president's office.

"President." The middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Director Xu, take Zhou He's disciples to the secret treasury of the association to withdraw a ton of ground fire gilt from my personal private treasury, and the price will be calculated according to the internal price of the association." Ai Zhen ordered.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that they could all leave.

Half an hour later, Su Huan used his mental barrier to hold him up, and walked out of the Pilots Association building with a huge metal box in his hand.

"Thank you a lot this time, Ai Dong." Su Huan thanked Ai Dong at the gate of the Driver Association.

Ai Dong shook his head and said, "Brother Su, stop embarrassing me. You didn't listen to my grandfather. You obviously sold it to you for the sake of your teacher. It has nothing to do with me."

"I still have to thank you." Su Huan said seriously.

Without the little fat man to lead the way, he wouldn't even be able to go up to the twentieth floor where the president's office is located, let alone get the ground fire gilt.

The little fat man rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something, he looked at Su Huan eagerly and said, "Brother Su, if you thank me, please sign me."

"Signature? Can I sell money for my signature?" Su Huan was a little puzzled. Isn't signature a patent for celebrities?

"I said Brother Su, how long has it been since you went to the Trainer's Home in the Gilded City? You are now the most well-known celebrity in it, and you are known as the strongest wilderness boss on the surface. Your points have already become the Trainer's Home." super member."

"Your signature is definitely worth money!"

"Huh?" Su Huan's eyes suddenly became a little dangerous.

"How did you know?"

The little fat man shuddered when he saw Su Huan's appearance: "Brother Su, keep someone under the knife, I don't mean any harm, I just happened to know about it."

"You don't know, your teacher has always been very famous in the upper floors of the Gilded City. Every time he comes to the Gilded City, he will attract the attention of many people. I also heard about it occasionally."

"And it's no secret that he came from Huiye Wasteland. In addition, the time when he came to Gilded City and the boss from Huiye almost coincided. I guess that boss is your teacher."

"However, after my observation, I denied this judgment. It just so happened that I learned from the city gate guard that Zhou He brought a young man named Su Huan to the Gilded City this time. I immediately guessed that it was You." The little fat man explained the whole story clearly with his mouth like a machine gun.

Su Huan's eyes also eased.

"Does anyone else know?"

Ai Dong nodded his head and said, "I can assure you that there will be absolutely no, Brother Su, you can rest assured."

Su Huan was also speechless. He didn't expect that he underestimated the teacher's reputation, and his Internet pseudonym with the word "Hui Ye" would be guessed by others.

But in this way, at least he also understood the reason why the little fat man contacted him. It was nothing more than realizing his identity.

Moreover, the information I posted on the Internet were all innocuous and not even superficial in the records of the old Dragon Code.

It's just a new way, simple methods and techniques that ordinary people can't think of, even if the real identity is exposed, there will be no problem.

Besides, he was about to leave Gilded City soon.

"Bring a pen and paper." Su Huan said.

Ai Dong was overjoyed, and immediately took out the banknotes that he had obviously prepared a long time ago from his pocket.

Su Huan swiped the pen and wrote down the pseudonym, a newcomer from Huiye.

Pass it to the little fat man.

Then he waved his hand and got into Uncle Li's car that had been parked at the gate of the association waiting for Su Huan.

Ai Dong excitedly waved at Su Huan and said, "Brother Su, I have all my autographs! I can be regarded as your number one fan!"

ps: Why did the little fat man approach Su Huan back then?The pit is buried, okay?Ask for subscription, monthly ticket, recommendation ticket!There are two more tonight!

[221.215. The idea of ​​custom crafting strange objects]

The creation of strange objects is more time-consuming, energy-intensive, and a lot of manpower than the configuration of secret medicines.