The Strongest Violent Soldier Chapter 1309: (2) A group of financial fans

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"Brother-in-law?"

"Brother-in-law!"

As a result, the two sides met. Several people called Wang Meng a relative and were very affectionate.

Wang Meng was dumbfounded.

"What? Brother-in-law? I don't know people if I have money and power? I'm Long Feifeng." The deputy curator raised his eyebrows and looked at Wang Meng dissatisfiedly.

"Ah? Hahaha, it's the sister-in-law!" Wang Meng was taken aback, and was surprised that he was the daughter of Long Zaixing, the fifth elder of the dragon clan.

"What kind of sister-in-law? Sister! You still want to be beaten, don't you?" Long Feifeng was unhappy.

"Sister!" Wang Meng was embarrassed. Back then, he went to the Dragon Clan and didn't entertain him. Long Feifeng and the others provoked him, but he also beaten Long Feifeng.

Long Feifeng burst into laughter when seeing her violent brother-in-law so well-behaved.

"Brother-in-law! I'm Long Feikong. Call me brother, hurry up." The handsome forty-year-old coach looked at Wang Meng arrogantly. He is the son of Long Zaiye, the eighth elder of the dragon clan.

Slot!

Wang Meng is depressed, why is it the Long family again?

"Brother!" Wang Meng had to call.

"Hey! No gifts and no gifts." Long Feikong's feminine face showed fullness.

Slot! Who gave you a courtesy? Wang Meng rolled his eyes.

"Brother-in-law? I am Long Feiwu." The female coach was polite, but also very arrogant. He didn't put Wang Meng in his eyes at all. She is the eldest daughter of Long Zaichuan, the seventh elder of the Dragon Clan.

"Haha, good sister!" Wang Meng had a headache.

"Brother-in-law? I'm Long Feihu? You forgot, last time, I beat you all over the floor looking for teeth?" At this moment, the tiger-headed, big-waisted administrator grinned and looked at Wang Meng with a smile. Said.

He is the only son of Long Zaipeng, the sixth elder of the dragon clan.

Slot! Who beat anyone to find teeth?

Wang Meng was convinced. For this kind of person with extremely shameless spirit, Wang Meng has always been rude: "Hahaha, good brother Tiger! Are you all this tall? Come and let your brother-in-law hug."

Wang Meng opened his arms as he spoke.

"Forget it!" Rub! Long Feihu flashed aside. It turned out that he was not Wang Meng's opponent, but now he is giving it for nothing. Who is your brother-in-law? The world is fierce!

"Little uncle? I am Long Wenwen." The little cashier gave Wang Meng a big hug familiarly.

Long Literature? This name is definitely literary. Wang Meng accepted the name.

After the little girl hugs, she stretches out her hand: "Little uncle? Where's the meeting ceremony?"

Slot!

Wang Meng rolled his eyes. What kind of world is this?

Wang Meng doesn't know which elder Long Wenwen is the child, but as an elder, the younger has opened his mouth, can you not give it?

Wang Meng stretched out his hand, palmed his bank card, and appeared in his hand: "Brother-in-law has nothing good, except for hot weapons, but cold weapons, not suitable for girls. Give you money, one hundred thousand, what do you want to buy?"

"Enni! My little uncle is so nice!" But Long Wenwen was so happy, his big beautiful eyes crooked.

Go! It's another money fan. Looking at Long Wenwen's appearance, Wang Meng shuddered.

Huh? Suddenly Wang Meng felt that the atmosphere was not right, and he saw Long Feifeng looking at him with bright eyes.

"What do you look at? How old are you? You still want to meet up? Or, you call me a little uncle, one hundred thousand?" Wang Meng said with his big eyes.

"Little uncle!" Long Feifeng shouted almost at the same time without thinking.

Wang Meng almost fell on the ground, fucking! Is there anything more shameless than this?

At this time, Wang Meng had a deep understanding of the extent to which the dragons love money.

I have said everything, can I not give it? One hundred thousand per person.

Several people were in high spirits, and Wang Meng slumped the eggplant. The family property is gone.

The money is for his own emergency use.

"Brother-in-law? Do you still have money? How about I call you my little uncle again?" Long Feihu said, stroking the bank card rare.

"Tell you, now you call me grandpa, I don't have any money anymore." Wang Meng really wanted to go up to the fat and beat up these shameless people who saw the money open.

Giggle, the little girl Long Wenyi giggled suddenly: "Little uncle? You are a pit, and you have a time to dig pits and bury yourself? What kind of society is it? Everything depends on the money. Call you Little uncle, grandpa, can you die if you are a junior and a grandson? Money is the kingly way."

Wang Meng burst into tears, he might as well see it as a little girl.

Using this period of non-opening, Wang Meng gave a simple training to several people from Long Feifeng. Although they are all college graduates, they have not practiced in society after all.

A few people know that King Xiao Wang has regular working hours. serious. In private, you're welcome. You either want to buy this or play with Wang Meng. Although they have come out, there are some things they haven't touched before. Everything is fresh.

Wang Meng also had to satisfy their desires.

On the day of the opening of the martial arts hall, Wang Meng's relatives and friends all came to join in.

The chief personally picked up the pen and sent someone to send a plaque: Inheriting the martial arts culture and promoting the spirit of martial arts

The chief did not come to cut the ribbon, because this is the Guwu Martial Arts Museum, the purpose is to guide, it is voluntary, not the state to intervene, otherwise, the meaning will change.

Fengshen came after makeup. Proud to open the martial arts hall, he must come to congratulate.

The opening ceremony was vigorous.

It's just that after the opening of the martial arts hall, in addition to Wang Meng's son and daughter signing up, it is the children of his relatives and friends who signed up. Although there are many people, there is no outsider.

Wang Meng is depressed. The more he opened this martial arts gym for himself.

Wang Meng doesn't believe it. Huaxia people don't like martial arts. Isn't the business in those Taekwondo gyms pretty good?

Is the ancient martial arts not as good as taekwondo?

Wang Meng feels that there is a problem with the management method.

Long Feifeng also felt that it was a matter of method.

Long Wenwen suggested that nowadays other businesses attract customers with beautiful welcoming guests in front of the door. This is called style.

Wang Meng agrees. Wang Meng changed into a white robe, shook a paper fan, and sat in front of the martial arts hall with a chair.

Long Wenwen did not know why he came out: "Little uncle? What are you doing?"

"Welcome? My little uncle is so handsome, she must be popular." Wang Meng proudly said.

Giggle, Long Wenyi leaned back and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Wang Meng was frowned upon by the little girl's smile.

"Little uncle? What age is this? The age of the uncle has passed. Now it is all small fresh meat, only to recruit people." The little girl smiled and lay on Wang Meng's lap.

Wang Meng touched his nose, embarrassed: "Is my uncle out of date?"

Wang Meng does not believe in evil: "My little uncle is so handsome, I don't believe that I can't attract a fan. I will be a welcome guest for a day, and I will surely recruit students."

"Giggle, let's bet, if you can't get it, you will buy me a diamond necklace." Long Wenwen grumbled with bright eyes.

"What if you lose?" Wang Meng was not fooled.

"If I lose..." Long Wenwen's long eyelashes flickered, thought for a while, and patted his thigh.

"Oh! Girl, these are my legs!" Wang Meng grinned with pain. Regardless of Long Wen's age, which one is not infinitely powerful?