Huang Tiansheng was shocked this time.
Before he came here, he had thought that Ding Yi would make a request, but after thinking about it, he didn't expect that Ding Yi would make such a request.
It's totally beyond his promise.
He pondered for several minutes before stammering: "I will report your idea back to the presidential palace. As for whether it can be passed or not, I can't guarantee that there will be a national cadre at the department level who is studying in a university. This has never happened before."
"Never before, doesn't mean it can't be now. In ancient times, there were people who were prime ministers at the age of 12. What was the prime minister? If you want to be a prime minister at the present level, I can't be a director at the age of 12. " Ding Yi said with a smile, "I can be president with my ability."
"---" when he said this, the whole audience was shocked. Ding Yi's words were a bit rebellious and threatening.
"He's another general." They said in secret.
Ding Yi, who used to feel less arrogant than general Huang, is now more arrogant than general Huang.
At the beginning, the general forced others to give up the position of cabinet member to him. Today, Ding Yi must be the director of the Department. No one is worse than the other.
"Also, this is not my idea, this is my request. Please convey it to the president for me." Ding Yi is very serious, word for word: "I --- want to --- do --- hall --- long."
Ding Yi is totally in an unquestionable tone. He formally tells Huang Tiansheng that I must do it. If I don't agree, I also agree.
Huang Tiansheng had to bite his teeth and nod his head when he pulled out the corner of his mouth.
After Ding Yi said this, it was a little quiet all around.
Everyone was stunned by Ding Yi's request.
Some people are very sensitive to keep a little distance from Ding Yi.
After a moment of peace.
Suddenly there was a voice in the crowd.
"It's said that director Ding's Kung Fu is invincible. If it wasn't for Ding Yi, who is still his boss, he would have come here long ago.
"Fang Sheng, that's enough." Ding Yi is very upset when he stares at him.
"I don't want to bully the small with the big. If you can represent taijimen, take this cup of tea back and let Chen Dansheng get up, you will be regarded as taijimen."
Ding Yi said and went to the table in the conference room.
There are many cups of tea on the table. Just now everyone was waiting here. Everyone made a cup of tea.
Some have, some haven't.
Ding Yi looks for a half cup of tea, Ba, and covers it with his right hand.
Pick it up, put it down gently and spin it hard.
Whoosh, the teacup was tilted and rotated rapidly on the table, faster and faster.
"Goo Goo Goo Goo" is almost at the same time that Ding Yi starts to turn the teacup, the tea of this cup of water boils like it is boiling. It keeps Goo Goo Goo, and bursts of heat rush into the sky.
"Hiss." Look around and take a breath of air.
It's like magic.
Only Hua Jin Zhou Ding can see the power at the scene.
Dan Jin master can drop water to pierce stone, but Ding Yi is more advanced and immediately boils the tea.
It's the ultimate internal skill.
The power is released from the fingers and injected into the tea cup. It does not break the tea cup. The high speed rotation drives the cup and vibrates the tea.
As soon as you put it and spin it, the water boils.
You can't do it if it's not bad.
If the general was at the scene, he would have to master the tea cup for half an hour to make the water boil.
It took Ding Yi only one second to make the water boil.
Fang Sheng was shocked at first, then a little dissatisfied.
"A cup of tea is going to embarrass me, too?" Fang Sheng rushes up with a lunge, claws with five fingers, and grasps the teacup.
As you grasp it, shake your wrist and draw a Tai Chi figure in the air.
He wants to overcome hardness with softness and transform Yin into Yang.
But the finger just touched the cup, as if it had been stabbed by a needle.
"Ah," he screamed, stretching fast, shrinking fast, whoosh, five fingers like lightning back.
All of the five fingers of the teacup were red, and even some of his skin were ragged and scalded.
"This is the" heaven and earth incinerator "of our Baguamen." Zhou Ding finally called out at this time.
That's right. The ancestors of the Eight Diagrams sect have their own internal skills. The most powerful one is the heaven and earth incinerator.
It's said that when you practice to the extreme, your body is the same as a incinerator. You don't need to hit people when you use the eight trigrams palm. If you meet your opponent, he will be scalded.
This Kung Fu has been lost since the late Qing Dynasty, mainly because no one can practice it.
It has been written in martial arts novels, but it can't be practiced in the real world.
What no one has practiced is naturally given up and lost.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ding finally opened his eyes today.
"The furnace of heaven and earth?" As a taijimen disciple, Fang Sheng certainly dares to listen to it. He looks at the smoking tea cup on the table in a daze and can't believe it.
"The cup is here for three days. Anyone who can pick it up is qualified to fight with me." Ding Yi sneers: "it's not that I underestimate you taijimen. It's no use that Chen Dansheng is here."
Then he brushed his sleeve and walked away.
The people in the security hall all around, brush, very automatically get out of the way on both sides, all of them look respectful, and watch Ding Yi leave like their ancestors.
Watching Ding Yi leave, everyone looks at the teacup on the table again.
The tea cup is still steaming, and it doesn't slow down. It keeps turning on the table, and the table is shaking.
It was found that the mahogany table, has appeared pit marks, the rotation of the teacup, the mahogany table must be rotated out of the hole.
"So powerful?" Someone on the side didn't believe it. He picked up another cup and threw it on the rotating cup.
Bang, the cup broke to the rotating cup, immediately split, broken glass flying everywhere.
Many people at the scene were caught unprepared, beaten, yelled and even injured.
"You're crazy."
"What the hell."
"You think you are Chen Dansheng."
"Sorry, sorry."
He threw a cup, the cup broke, Ding Yi left the rotating cup is still rotating, the water is still open.
"Yes." Fang Sheng was not satisfied, so he picked up his cell phone.
After a while, the video connected a person.
"Master, look at what Ding Yi left behind. He said that Uncle Chen Dansheng could not take it away?"
So he called his master Chen Fei.
"Show me." Chen Fei began to express light.
A few seconds later, Chen Fei pondered: "how did he do it?"
"Grab it with your hand, turn it around, and the water boils." Fang Sheng does not believe: "is it a kind of magic?"
"You're the devil." Chen Fei was furious: "this is the heaven and earth incinerator of Baguamen."
"Did you offend him? Get back to me right now. No one in the world can break the furnace except the general. "
"In three days, the mahogany table will be broken."
"Hiss." Listening to Chen Fei's words, everyone at the scene took a breath of air conditioning.
Sure enough, the cup kept turning for three days.
When he stopped, bang, the mahogany table was torn apart, and there was a big hole in the middle.
From then on, the people on the scene that day, seeing Ding Yi is no different from seeing a ghost.