I Became an Anonymous Boss

Gu Qingyi reached out to pick up half a cup of milk tea, and picked it up without hesitation: "Then you try it."

"Hey, that's what I drank." Shirataki reminded.

"I don't mind at all, what do you mind?" Gu Qingyi took out the straw, tasted the sweetness: "Oh, it's really fragrant."

"You're really welcome." Bai Taki said that this takeout meal cost nearly a hundred dollars. Sure enough, charity is a business only for the rich. The sympathy of ordinary people is not worth much, at most it is worth a few steel coins, he sighed Said: "You should go to school and find a regular job."

Gu Qingyi's back suddenly trembled, and her expression was very uncomfortable: "Why are you imitating my old man's speech? Is it nasty or not?"

"It's the truth." Shirataki said, "You don't want to eat a good meal every day? Go to school, and then find a class. At least you don't have to drink cold water and eat expired bread."

"I..." Gu Qingyi hesitated to speak, and said unhappily, "Don't teach me."

"This is not to teach you, but to give you advice." Bai Taki said, "After this meal, you must at least listen to me."

Gu Qingyi buried his head: "It's not that I don't know, but there are still things to do."

"Go to the haunted house to dig a hole?"

"That's not digging a hole!" Gu Qingyi's voice raised a few degrees: "I'm looking for something!"

"Are you looking for a millennium zombie?"

"That house of horrors is my ancestral house." Gu Qingyi gritted his teeth and said, "It was originally my family's property, but I don't know what the vampire surnamed Li said, and asked my father to sign and agree that the ancestral house will be used as mortgage assets in exchange for funds." The amusement park was built, and in the end, everything connected to my ancestral home became part of the amusement park, and I couldn't get in at all, anyway, according to that messy business agreement, it seems that I no longer have the right to live."

Shirataki instantly thought of some very bad terms: "This act of encroaching on other people's property rights... I'm so old."

"It's not over yet. You've seen the group of young people before, right? They came here to kick the gym, and they were invited by the surname Li. Otherwise, why can't my small martial arts gym recruit anyone until now? , to be troubled so frequently?"

"One thing to say, it's true." Shirataki didn't think that in this era, the signboard of the martial arts school has any meaning, and this Longmen martial arts school has not opened for so many years, so the prestige of the world is too fake.

Gu Qingyi gritted his teeth: "This guy surnamed Li is nothing. In the past, my father called him a brother and brother, saying that he was a child, but I have long since disliked this guy, and I can't wait to give him a slap in the face!"

"Why did he make trouble for you? To prevent you from opening a martial arts gym?" Bai Taki sensed the violation: "Why do you have to open a martial arts gym? Even the land here is not worth much."

"He just wanted to make trouble for me, and warned me not to go to the amusement park." Gu Qingyi leaned on the seat: "I didn't do anything for my father, he has guarded this martial arts gym for many years, I think he might I want to see the day when the martial arts hall develops, this is the only legacy he left me, so I want to let the martial arts hall develop, anyway, I don’t know anything else.”

"Aw..." Bai Taki was thoughtful: "But what does this have to do with you digging holes?"

"My father said that there is a basement under the ancestral house. There is a very important thing there. He said that he will take me to see it when I grow up." Gu Qingyi said, "But I didn't see him for the last time. I don't even know what he was talking about."

She looked at the candlelight and said to herself: "I don't even know where the basement is, so I can only dig holes around it... But it's all sealed by cement floor. Hammer smashed bricks and stones, but later entered the world of white mist and found that it was exactly the same as the ancestral house in the past, so I would go there every now and then to find a place."

Bai Taki regained his energy and finally got to the point: "But you said not to go at night, it will be very dangerous at night."

"It will be very dangerous." Gu Qingyi said seriously: "This is my intuition. Once the white fog clears, there will be a red light at night. I can't say what it is, but it's best not to get close."

"Okay, I understand everything you said." Shirataki nodded: "The last question... have you heard the dragon chant?"

Gu Qingyi shook his head ignorantly: "I've never heard of it."

Shirataki was a little disappointed.

Gu Qingyi added: "But I have dreamed, especially recently, that I often dreamed of a giant dragon sleeping under a tree...it is the elder Halaziliu."

Chapter 190

After some conversation, Bai Taki found that Gu Qingyi really didn't know anything.

The only thing worth mentioning is the dream she had. In her dream, there was a dark yellow dragon sleeping under a tree.

Whether this scene means the word "Longmian" or her identity as one of the nine sons of Longmian is still unclear.

In the end, the trip tonight can be regarded as not very rewarding.

Shirataki lacked interest and was bored, seeing the time approaching the early morning, he planned to leave.

But just as he got up, he was told by Gu Qingyi that the last bus here is at ten o'clock.

Shirataki turned on the automatic navigation, and it was more than 20 kilometers away from his apartment.

Go back on foot, and you will probably be home by one o'clock.

He originally planned this way, but Gu Qingyi was very enthusiastic and said that he could stay for the night.

however……

"How do you plan to spend the night?" Shirataki pointed to the bed with only one bed, and the thin quilt, which felt cold to the touch: "Do you sleep here on weekdays?"

"I don't mind sleeping together, it will be warmer." Gu Qingyi said carelessly.

"I do mind." What Shirataki minded was not the trivial matter of sharing the same bed.

He has certain requirements for the quality of life. This quilt is too thin, and he will definitely wake up from the cold after nightfall.

He looked at Gu Qingyi's expression became more and more wrong, how could she live like a caveman in modern society?

Cursing this MMP inwardly, Shirataki still stayed. He decided to meditate here for one night, to achieve a state of meditation, and rely on his true energy to keep out the cold.

He made up his mind to take the girl to the Social Security Bureau the next day. The community and the authorities must guarantee the basic quality of life of a minor.

"have a rest."

Shirataki blew out the candle and practiced cross-legged.

On the bed, Gu Qingyi looked at his back with a pair of eyes, then slowly retracted his gaze and closed his eyes.

It was rare for her to have a night full of food, and someone would accompany her to look at the stars outside the window. It seemed that even this airy house was not so cold anymore.

……

Inside a company's office.

Li Chenggong stood in front of the window, tapping his fingers on the table, and the cold wind blowing from the gap in the window made him shiver a little.

He was about to reach out to close the window, but he pulled it back and wrapped his clothes tightly around him.

The potbellied businessman turned on the phone, connected to the communication, and listened to the report inside.

"Losing again?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. I've found a lot of kickboxing masters, but they can't do it. The next choice is to hire a professional-level boxer, or find a black boxer from Thailand or Vietnam..."

"The hands and feet of black boxing are neither light nor heavy. They are easy to hit hard. I am also afraid that they will be killed. I'd better hire a professional-level martial artist."

"But the price of a professional-level martial artist is not cheap, and almost no one is willing to do something to this little girl. A Longmen martial arts school, even if it is a famous boxer in the past, is now..."

"Is it true that none of them can be invited?"

"It's hard..." The other end of the phone said, "However, there is absolutely no way."

"How to say?"

"The domestic title battle is already being prepared, and it will be held sooner or later. With this girl's ability, as long as she becomes a professional, she doesn't have to worry about no one coming to challenge her. At that time, the signboard of Longmen Martial Arts Hall will not be casual..."

"Bad idea!" Li Chenggong scolded: "If she becomes a professional grade, who will be able to control her in the future? It doesn't matter whether she has a signboard or not. Longmen can be changed to Humen. It's just a few words!"

"Then what should I do?" The other end of the phone smiled wryly: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Li, I don't think professional level is necessarily her opponent, but I saw with my own eyes that she beat a muscular and strong man like playing. Nothing really happened."

"Nonsense." The businessman said, "I know better than you that the people in the whole country who can suppress her can be counted on two hands."

"Then Mr. Li, aren't you just looking for trouble!"

"One matter at a time, I can't allow Longmen Martial Arts to reopen, and she's not the material at all! Sooner or later, this signboard will be smashed, so it's better to let me pick it off." Li Chenggong said somewhat Panting, then he thought of something: "By the way, there are indeed not many people in China who can suppress her, and they are not willing to do it, but not necessarily abroad!"

"Overseas?" said the other end of the phone, "Didn't you say you don't want black fists?"

"In addition to black boxing, there are other genres. You can see if there is a suitable candidate."

"Let's think about it... Hey, Mr. Li, don't tell me, there really are."

"Who is it?"

"There are two of them, one is Cui Minghuan from Han Country, and the other is Yu Gongying from Yingzhou... Although Cui Minghuan is half of the blood of Han Country, she has studied with many famous teachers in our country since she was a child. She is a genius. This time was born at the right time, when the country implemented martial arts reform, she became a professional class at a young age, and she is definitely the number one seed player in the upcoming title battle of the younger generation."

"Yu Gongying, she is a bit stronger than Cui Minghuan, she is 26 years old this year, she has won three consecutive championships, and she is a double champion of 'kendo' and 'jiu-jitsu'. , has a chance to challenge for the title of Juggernaut... It is said that she intends to participate in this title competition and wants to win the title of Grandmaster."

The other end of the phone paused for a while: "...Mr. Li, why don't you talk?"

"Did I ask you to talk about such a large number of settings? Barbara, barbara, endless? Can others understand what you said? Suddenly there are more people, such as this genre or that genre! In modern society, you think it’s all about fighting against each other. A generation of masters of Shaolin Temple's golden crotch skills?" Li Chenggong kneaded the bridge of his nose and the center of his eyebrows, and said in a solemn tone: "Listen well, I don't care whether these champions are champions or not. It doesn't matter who you invite, the purpose is just to let them The martial arts hall can't go on! Do you understand?"

"Uh...Mr. Li, although these two are in China, they can't be invited just by making a random phone call and throwing some money. Moreover, if they are invited, they may not be able to take off the signboard of Longmen Martial Arts Hall."

"That's your problem. In short, find a way to let them meet."

Li Chenggong hung up the phone after finishing speaking, but he was still a little uneasy.

In case these people still can't beat Gu Qingyi, Longmen Martial Arts will continue to open.

Not even a single disciple could be recruited, even if the instructor would starve to death and freeze to death.

The day is getting colder and colder, and the time is getting tighter.

"No, I have to think of a preparatory plan." Li Chenggong wrapped his clothes tightly, and he said to himself: "It seems that I have to deal with it a little bit harder. Just piling up a little construction waste is not enough to make her completely give up. I need to give this martial arts school a lot of money." Demolished."

He looked at the truck model on the table and had a bold idea in his mind.

……

In Qiantang, in an antique house, there are pleasant bells ringing.

The owner of the phone opened the strange letter.

"Longmen Martial Arts..." The girl with the bun head was about twenty-nine years old, she said to herself: "It's obviously less than a month before I start to enter the finals, but at this juncture, I sent this kind of The information is really suspicious."

She flipped through the message casually, intending to just turn it off, but then her eyes caught a name, her fingers paused, and there was a little interest in her eyes: "Yumongying...she might come too?"

She whispered: "Huzhou... Huzhou? Speaking of which, it seems that he also goes to school in Huzhou? Ask Aunt Bai for his contact information tomorrow."

……

Across the ocean, in another spacious dojo, a woman in a white kendo uniform was sitting upright.With short short hair and sharp pupils, her gaze is a bit fierce, not in line with the gentleness that a woman should be, and her aura is also as sharp as a sword.

Holding the flip phone in his hands, he looked at the letterhead.

She glanced at the plane ticket and passport she had already prepared in her hand.

Yu Gongying said in a low voice: "Maybe it's God's will. The news came by such a coincidence, as if I knew I was going to Shanghai a long time ago."

Then, an answer came from the darkness, as if a red phantom was floating behind her shoulder.

"That's true. It's fate. Would you be interested in this information?"

"I'm very interested in making myself stronger, and for this I really need a strong enough enemy, Cui Minghuan... I've heard of her, she is said to be a child prodigy, and she already has the mood of a little master at a young age."

"Anyone can brag...it's hard to say whether it's true."