Chapter 54: I have fireworks of different colors!

Chapter 54 I’m a firework with a different color!

Song Bingcheng’s face was white and red, and he was extremely uncomfortable. President Jiang actually ignored him and greeted an ordinary student. As for Song Zhenliang, who was standing next to him, his mind was blank, and he almost fell on the ground with a dash of his ass. ?

Zhang Bingye and Chen Honglou also looked inexplicable, and Zhang Tongtong's two dark eyes also showed doubts.

Zhang Bingfu, Li Baihe, and Zhang Xiaoyu were even more stunned. Just now they had a mouthful that was not worthy of Tongtong. Unexpectedly, the real person did not show up, and the show was not real. Even Lord Wu Yin of the Budo League would take the initiative to greet him?

Wu Yin is the title of the post and is in charge of the highest person in charge of a city's martial arts alliance.

"Well, Mr. Jiang." Zhuo Bufan nodded his head calmly, as if he should be so.

There is a bit of complaint about Jiang Beiya. Last time Long Aotian admired Zhuo Bufan so much. He visited the teacher a few days ago and learned that Zhuo Bufan is the master of martial arts. He does not believe and respects him. If Zhuo Bufan only points medical skills to the teacher last time Yes, he must only treat each other with courtesy.

But now Zhuo Bufan is the master of martial arts. If he joins the martial arts alliance in the future, at least he will be an inspector. He is a small Wu Yin in the eyes of others, how dare to pose.

In the Martial Arts Alliance, in addition to the four highest leaders, there are the elders below, followed by several levels such as inspector, Wuhou, military commander, Wu Yin, and supervisor.

Jiang Beiya has been in shopping malls for many years. He has long sleeves and is good at dancing. His ability to detect words and colors is even more subtle. Just now he noticed that Song Bingcheng's face was a bit ugly, and the others were even more surprised.

"It's nothing big." Zhuo Bufan said with a smile: "The director Song said that he would let Uncle Zhang go to the grassroots to exercise in the countryside."

Zhuo Bufan's words seemed as if thunder blasted into his ears, Song Bingcheng almost fell to the ground with his feet soft, his face like ashes.

Jiang Beiya glanced at Zhang Bingye, and it seemed that there was some reflection, "Are you?" He heard Zhuo Bufan call him uncle, so naturally he didn't dare to be careless.

"Mr. Jiang, we have met once, you may not remember me." Zhang Bingye said neither overbearing nor overbearing.

Jiang Beiya nodded, as if thinking of him.

"Director Song, is it your job to go to the branch to study?" Jiang Beiya put his hands on his back, and resumed his arrogant posture as a senior.

"Yes, I am responsible for the management." The cold sweat on Song Bingcheng's forehead came up, and he quickly wiped the back of his hand.

Jiang Beiya said indifferently: "I think you should serve as the head of the office. As for your position, Director Zhang will take care of it for the time being."

This is the power of contacts. One sentence determines your life and death. Song Bingcheng almost fainted with a black eye. He can survive to where he is now. I don’t know how many people have become the grandson of a turtle. Offended Zhuo Bufan, all efforts turned into ashes.

Song Zhenliang's whole body was immersed in an ice bucket, and his heart was sad. Without his father's contacts, Song Zhenliang was nothing but Zhuo Bufan, which caused his father to devalue, and he became himself. Ordinary people.

Zhang Bingye's mouth was open for a long time, and he couldn't believe that all of this was true.

"Director Zhang, what do you think?" Jiang Beiya looked at him and asked.

His wife, Chen Honglou, quickly pinched him on his arm before he woke up in pain, and nodded blankly and said: "I will definitely live up to Jiang Wuyin's high hopes. I will do my best to do my job well."

Jiang Beiya nodded lightly. A word from others can make you rise to the third level. People standing next to you can't help but sigh, but they are even more curious about Zhuo Bufan's mysterious identity.

Zhang Bingfu opened his mouth wide and regretted it in his heart. If you know that Zhuo Bufan is so awesome, he shouldn't ridicule and sneer just now, and it would be of great benefit to himself!

Li Baihe also had a very ugly face. He always looked down on Zhang Bingye's job before. He was the head of the company's office and didn't have any money. Even if he had nothing to do, he would ridicule Chen Honglou.

When Zhang Bingye was promoted, the situation was different.

Only Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Tongtong with a hint of jealousy.

"Mr. Zhuo, this is my business card. If you have anything, you can call me anytime." Jiang Beiya took out the business card with both hands and handed it to Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan took it and didn't even put it in his pocket. Jiang Beiya looked at the time on his arm and said, "Mr. Zhuo, I have something to do, let's leave first."

After that, Jiang Beiya took the secretary and left the reception. Song Bingcheng and Song Zhenliang, father and son, had no face to stay here, and went away dejected.

"Brother Fan, how did Jiang Wuyin know you?" Zhang Tongtong took Zhuo Bufan's arm very happily.

Zhang Bingye and Chen Honglou looked at Zhuo Bufan in different eyes at this time. Zhang Tongtong was so close to Zhuo Bufan, which is probably a blessing to their Zhang family.

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to reveal too much, so he said casually: "I learned a little medicine and helped Jiang Wuyin's teacher to heal the illness, so he knows me."

"It turns out, Brother Fan, you are really amazing." Zhang Tongtong's eyes were adoring the little star.

Li Baihe regretted: "It would be great if we Xiaoyu were kidnapped in the first place."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Bingfu glared at him, and Zhang Xiaoyu's face suddenly blushed.

Zhuo Bufan didn't expect the power of the network to be so great, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, but unfortunately for me, stepping into interstellar cultivation is the way I want to go.

Two young people in the southwest corner, a man and a woman, looked at Zhuo Bufan. They only felt that their minds were blank. Jiang Wuyin was actually respectful to Zhuo Bufan, and even brought Zhang Tongtong's family to the sky.

The man and the woman are not others. They are Xu Aike and Huang Zhongbing. They have been watching the scene in front of them since Jiang Beiya came in just now. They feel that they have lived on a dog for more than ten years, and one sentence can determine the life and death of others. It is the unimaginable energy of students like them. If Mr. Lian could make Huang Zhongbing's family go bankrupt with a single word, he would not even have the idea of ​​resistance.

Xu Aike gritted her teeth and looked at Zhuo Bufan, who was cherished by everyone. She used to contempt, disdain, and ridicule until now is shocked, doubtful, regretful, and afraid. All kinds of emotions are condensed in her heart and are very complicated.

"Huang Zhongbing, go and beg for excellence." Xu Aike bit her thin lip, struggled inwardly, and said seriously, looking at Huang Zhongbing.