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  He wore a white Tang suit with dragon patterns, his temples were white and his beard was sparse. He had a kind face and eyes that seemed to have a hint of an immortal aura, but his green bean-like eyes would occasionally sneak a peek at the buttocks of passing female employees. This elderly man who did not show respect for his age was none other than Leng Zhenyue, who had disappeared for several days.

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Da Chang had just entered the building when Leng Zhenyue strode up to them with a smile as dry as a chrysanthemum, saying: "You've arrived?"

  Wu Ming glanced at him sideways and teased, "Old man, you haven't seen me for two days, and your face has gotten a lot darker!"

  Zhuge Da Chang's face turned stern as he said seriously: "I suspect it is due to excessive indulgence in lust, leading to a deficiency of both Qi and blood."

  "You two little rascals..." Leng Zhenyue scolded with a glare: "For the sake of you two, I've been neglecting my sleep and forgetting to eat. It's all because... Ah, don't go, wait for me!"

  Neither of them paid attention to him, and he walked towards the elevator by himself. Leng Zhen Yue hastily followed after him.

  After some persuasion, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang followed Leng Zhenyue into his office, which was an antique-style room with intricate carvings, filled with precious antiques and a painting on an eight-immortals table.

  "What brings you to find us? We still have to go sweep the toilet later!" Wu Ming walked over to the Eight Immortals' table, casually picking up a large wolf toothbrush and twirling it around in his hand.

  "Sweep the toilet?" Leng Zhenyue, sitting behind a red sandalwood desk, slammed his hand on the table and shouted: "Who is so bold? Dare to order us to sweep the latrine, I'll have Bing'er fire him."

  Wu Ming's lips curled up and he smiled: "It's a yellow-haired girl named Leng Bingbing."

  "Bing Er?" Leng Zhen Yue's imposing aura instantly dissipated, and he dryly laughed: "This matter still requires careful consideration."

  "What's wrong with us after all?" Zhuge Dachang sat down at the root of a nearby tree, studying the tea set.

  Leng Zhenyue lightly coughed twice and said, "The two of you have already been considered as having taken refuge under my family's gate. Next, follow me to the Leng Family Ancestral Hall, where I will formally accept you as inner disciples in front of our ancestors!"

  "What is an adopted son? Can he share your property?" Wu Ming asked.

  "After you die, will you pass on your legacy to us?" asked Zhuge Dachang.

  "Don't even think about it!"

  "Cut..." The two of them scorned together.

  "You two bastards, thinking of dividing up the inheritance before I'm even dead...!" Leng Zhenyue cursed loudly, then rolled up his sleeves and continued, "Believe it or not, I'll disown you both right now!"

  Zhuge Dachang crushed a thick teacup with one hand and sneered: "I'll use only one hand, you can have thirty moves!"

  Wu Ming used two fingers to snap a big wolf hair brush, hooked his fingers and smiled: "I'll let you have fifty!"

  "Uh, I was just joking...". Han Bing's face turned cold as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and forced out an awkward smile. "If you want to inherit my legacy after I'm gone for a hundred years, it's not impossible. You can acknowledge me as your dry grandfather!"

  "Old man, what's your age this year?"

  "Sixty-six! A most auspicious year!"

  Wu Ming pouted and said: "If you live to be over a hundred years old, our hair will all turn white before we even get a single penny!"

  Zhuge Dachang waved his hand and refused, saying: "My dad is already sixty this year. If he finds out that I'm calling someone older than him 'grandpa', he'll break my legs!"

  "That's okay if you want me to be your godfather!" Leng Zhenyue immediately took a step back.

  Wu Ming's mouth slightly hooked up and said: "What's in it for me?"

  "What's good about it?"

  "For the time being, there's no benefit... but..." Leng Zhenyue chuckled and said: "Bing'er is my big brother's granddaughter. If you recognize me as your godfather, then you'll be one generation older than her. In the future, in the company, you can walk sideways."

  Wu Ming exchanged a glance with Zhuge Dachang, seemingly quite pleased?

  "You've gone to so much trouble to get close to me, what's your ultimate goal?" Wu Ming asked the question that Zhuge Dachang also wanted to know.

  "I am the vice president of Zhonghai Wuxie, can be said to have defeated..."

  "In short!"

  "Cough, cough... The president of the Zhonghai Wu Association is called Feng Qiuwu. That old man has a young son named Feng Tianming. His father took in over a hundred disciples, and no one can block his kick..."

  "Wu Ming interrupted Cold Shocking's words and sneered: 'You can't beat him either, right?'"

  Leng Zhenyue's old face turned red, and he snorted: "That little brat is just like us, a freak...". As he spoke, his expression turned solemn, and he continued: "Moreover, that little brat has copper skin and iron bones, his footwork is excellent, one move of the Phoenix Dance can shatter rocks and split stone slabs."

  Wu Ming rubbed his nose and said, "Sounds like it's quite formidable?"

  "But... " Leng Zhenyue revealed a sly smile, saying: "I've studied for two days and created a secret recipe to counter his leg technique." After finishing speaking, he mysteriously pulled out two small booklets and handed them over to Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang...

  Wu Ming took over the booklet, and his mouth twitched involuntarily. The four bold characters on the booklet read "Chrysanthemum Treasure Book". Zhuge Dachang's face didn't look too good either, and in his hand was the "True Scripture of Yin Qi".

  "Chrysanthemum Treasure" has two moves, one is "Child Worship Guanyin", with both hands clenched, extending the index and middle fingers, using force to poke the target's acupoint, and the other is "Lightning Single Dragon Drill", using the toe to strike the target's acupoint, in short, it's all about changing moves to burst chrysanthemum.

  "The True Classic of Seizing the Shadow" is also two moves, one move "Great Saint Steals Peach", one move "Double Dragon Plays Beads". The difference between these two moves lies in that one is a single-handed strike and the other is a double-handed strike. After being hit by these two moves, men will forever bid farewell to the word "egg pain".

  Damn it! It's actually this kind of despicable move.

  "Do you want to make someone's family line extinct? This is too despicable!"

  Wu Ming coughed lightly and said, "The move is still quite targeted, of course, if you use this move on a woman, that's seriously being a rascal!"

  "Are you saying it's okay to be a rascal when dealing with men?"

  A single sentence awakens the sleeping person!

  Nowadays is different from ancient times, in ancient times, touching someone's crotch could only be considered as a lowly behavior. In today's era of rampant hormones, kicking someone is nothing, but touching can lead to misunderstandings. Three men look at each other, then involuntarily glance at someone else's buttocks...

  "What's wrong with my butt?" The three of them covered their butts at the same time, looking defensive, and the atmosphere suddenly became a bit strange.

  "It's me who didn't think it through..." Leng Zhenyue spoke up to break the awkward silence, "I'll go back and think carefully about how to make his legs weak!"

  "Isn't it easy to make a man's legs weak?" Wu Ming revealed a sly smile and immediately offered a clever plan: "Just find ten or eight girls to accompany him for a night of soy milk grinding, guaranteeing he won't be able to move the next day!"

  Zhuge Dachang nodded and offered a plan: "It's best to use the old man to push the cart, this way the groom will be more exhausted."

  "This idea doesn't seem bad!" Leng Zhenyue praised, but suddenly showed a hint of hesitation and said: "What if that kid only has his wife in his heart and won't take the bait?"

  "As long as he swallows five pills of Weimanning... " Wu Ming showed a hint of ethereal and elusive eyes, saying: "There are still several beauties, no man can remember his wife!"

  "With half a bottle of Indian God Oil, it's even more perfect!" Zhuge Dachang's eyes showed a look of longing.

  Leng Zhenyue bellowed: "Bastards! Do you want his life?"

  "Wu Ming's eyes revealed a hint of disdain: 'Wanting him to forever lose the dignity of being a man, what's the difference between that and taking his life?'"

  "What does it have to do with us whether he has weak legs or not?"

  "What's it got to do with us? Let's go back to the car and watch a movie!" Wu Ming put his hand on Zhuge Dachang's shoulder, ready to leave...

  "Hey, wait... don't you want me to be your godfather?" Leng Zhenyue hastily stopped them.

  "This thing is too fake, those women who rely on their looks to eat, who doesn't have ten or eight dry dads?" Zhuge Dachang showed a disdainful expression and said: "Call him 'dry dad' in public, but call him 'dry me' when you get home!"

  "By the way, do you have a goddaughter?" Wu Ming asked casually.

  "Never mind that, how can you recognize me as your godfather? Or become my indoor disciple." Leng Zhenyue's old face turned slightly red, his eyes wandered around, and he spoke evasively.

  "This is an era where people speak with real gold and silver!" Zhuge Dachang's face was solemn.

  "It's also worth considering beautiful women!" Wu Ming added.

  One minute later, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang each had an extra godfather, and their pockets each had a check for 100,000 yuan!

  "Oh dear, Uncle is being too polite!"

  Wu Ming smiled and pulled Cold Shocking Yue, saying: "Let's go, we'll go see our niece. It's been a day, I miss her terribly."

  Three people, father and son, walked towards the cold office in harmony...

  ………………………………………………

  With Tai Shang Huang accompanying them, the assistant secretary outside the general manager's office didn't stop them. The three of them swaggered into the general manager's office.

  It was a dark office with the curtains drawn, and the lights were on even in the daytime. A woman in a gray suit came over, her expression icy cold, glanced at me briefly, but didn't say anything.

  "Bing Er, are you going to ignore your uncle when he comes in?" Leng Zhenyue's expression turned stern.

  "Do you have something to say?" The head remained still, eyes fixed on what was being written.

  Leng Zhenyue soon leaked out, and Le Hehe said with a smile: "Nothing, just came over."

  Wu Ming poked his waist and Leng Zhenyue coughed lightly twice, saying: "Do these two know each other?"

  "Hmm!"

  "They are now Uncle's godsons!"

  "Godson?" Leng Bingbing finally raised her head, revealing a hint of surprise.

  Wu Ming's eyes lit up with excitement as he gazed at the towering, icy peaks: "Long time no see! Our Ice has grown up, come let Uncle hold you for a bit!"

  A piercing gaze that chilled Wu Ming to the bone, Cold Ice hummed coldly and unceremoniously: "The Cold family doesn't raise rice worms. Even if you acknowledge Uncle Gong as your godfather, here, you still have to start from the bottom."

  "I'll teach them a lesson and won't disturb Ice anymore. Let's go first." With that, Leng Zhenyue flashed away directly.

  Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang could only follow out with a sullen face, it's really embarrassing. Originally wanted to come and show off, but ended up making fools of themselves.

  As soon as they went out of the door, Wu Ming directly fired: "Leng Lao Tou, you really disappointed us too much. You actually let a little girl scare you away."

  Leng Zhenyue revealed a wry smile and said, "Although I have some shares in the Leng Financial Group, this company was founded by Bing'er's grandfather. She holds more shares than me."

  "You're her elder!"

  "There are many things I don't know..." Leng Zhenyue let out a long sigh and said, "Ice's father is only a few years younger than me and is about to retire soon. Ice will be the next chairman of the Leng Corporation."

  "Zhu Ge asked: 'How old is she? To be the chairman of the board? The shareholders will rebel!'"

  "This was decided by the board of directors, I have no right to interfere, I am just a descendant of the Leng family, childless and alone." Leng Zhenyue's back figure rose with a hint of desolation.

  The mansion is like a sea, the bigger the tree, the more shaded areas there are. Wu Ming let out a soft sigh, his mouth slightly hooked, and smiled faintly: "You have us now!"

  Zhuge Dachang said loudly: "That's right, that Feng Tianming, we're going to go and trample him now, so you can save face!"

  Leng Zhenyue revealed a hint of a comforting smile and said, "Don't worry, we martial artists need to calm down. Follow me, let's go to the lotus pond next to the parking lot to fish and cultivate our minds."

  Wu Ming's interest was waning: "Fishing for what fish, bored to death!"

  Zhuge Dachang furrowed his brow and said, "If you want to eat fish, just toss two electrical wires into the water, float a piece of bait, fishing is really a waste of time."

  "This is a test of patience and willpower, being restless and impatient is a major taboo in martial arts!"

  They went to the security room at the entrance and took a set of fishing gear. The three came to the lotus pond for bottom fishing. Half an hour later, Leng Zhenyue stood up and cursed loudly: "Damn it! Who fed the fish I released so full? Not fishing anymore!"

  Then he picked up a big stone and "plop" threw it into the water, and walked away huffing and puffing. Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang looked at each other and smiled. This old man has such little patience, what's the point of pretending to be a superior person!

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