Chapter 246 What Ancestor? Of course, Gu Xiaoxin eventually chose to return to Qianqing Martial Arts Academy. This was purely because he loved the prairie, the atmosphere and the kendo style here, and had nothing to do with his grandfather, the dean. Knowing that Chen Mo was coming, he started preparing early and drove to pick him up at the martial arts academy in the early morning. "If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have been able to leave the house." Gu Xiaoxin drove in the martial arts academy. "You said that you would feel relaxed after entering the academy, but it turns out that if you relax, you will be surpassed by others. Oh, you are the one. You have just been admitted to the academy and started to take commissions within less than a month. Can you keep up with the progress? Are you short of money?" Chen Mo shook his head: "Learn more. What's that over there?" He looked at a huge stage nearby, with streamers and prayers tied around it, and a banner, but it was too far away to see clearly. Gu Xiaoxin smiled without saying anything and drove the car over. The banner became bigger and bigger and the words on it could be seen clearly. "Registration site for the Martial Academy Ranking Competition." ".To be honest, if someone didn't know, they would think you had already won the championship." After seeing this, Chen Mo felt that the registration for his own martial arts academy seemed a little too casual. If he had not heard before that the dean personally offered a reward in order to get a good ranking, he would have thought that Qingfeng Mountain had already been in tatters.
Gu Xiaoxin smiled and said, "It's held irregularly every few years, so it must be a grand event. Moreover, it's been six years since the last one, so the interval is quite long. Other martial arts academies can say that the grand events are unprecedented." Chen Mo suddenly realized at this moment that Qingfeng Mountain takes the elite route and has few people, so it looks like a makeshift team. "Tsk, tsk, do you have many people signing up?" "Of course there are a lot! The ranking competition is much more cost-effective than completing tasks. Of course, this is for the martial arts academy that is confident. If you rank lower, you probably won't get much reward." When Chen Mo thought about it, he felt that he had really come at the right time. He had a meal with Gu Xiaoxin and chatted for a while, and threw dozens of bricks at him, which scared the latter so much that he almost called Song Wuyang to ask what was going on. It was not until the afternoon, when it was almost time to gather at the company, that Chen Mo declined Gu Xiaoxin's offer to drive him there and took a taxi to a small town outside the city, in front of the border. This place is the last supply point before leaving the station. After leaving, the conditions become difficult. Chen Mo arrived at the agreed meeting place. [Tianxing Mining.] The eye-catching sign announced Party A's name. This company is a first-class domestic supplier of extraordinary materials. This gathering point is just a transit station for the company, gathering and distributing materials brought back from abroad by the mining team. Chen Mo called the contact person in front of the guard room and was then allowed to pass. After entering the door, there are two huge warehouses on the left and right, and you will feel insignificant when standing in front of them. He walked into the warehouse on the left, then turned left and saw a row of offices surrounded by color-coated steel plates. Walking into the meeting room, Chen Mo saw his project manager at a glance. "That's it." As expected, this workaholic had the same messy hair as Wu Dayong, and wore a shirt and trousers, but they looked a little wrinkled. Although he was waiting for someone, he was still staring at the tablet in his hand with a frown, obviously looking at something related to work. In contrast, the other two project managers were dressed neatly in suits and ties, as if they were not going deep into the war zone but to attend a banquet. Chen Mo didn't want to bother with this kind of person at all.
"Excuse me, is this Manager Luo?" [Word count +7.] Not bad, not bad, the word count is included. The rough man raised his head, stood up, forced a smile and said, "I'm Luo Yiwen, you're from the martial arts academy, right?" "Yes, I am Chen Mo from Qingfeng Mountain." Hearing this, the two managers next to them stood up. "So it's Mr. Chen." Both of them hesitated for a moment, because this person looked too young and they didn't know how to address him. Obviously, the identity of a top martial arts academy disciple was still very useful. At least once he was announced, these people seemed very respectful. Chen Mo exchanged a few pleasantries with them and quickly finalized the character portraits of the three project managers. Xu Er, who was rumored to be a close confidant of the group's top management, might be a relative. He looked very young, about 25 or 26 years old. He was the most proactive in speaking and seemed to be the core among the three project managers. Wang Qingrui, the young man with a high degree of education and fast promotion, seemed to be flattering Xu Er in his words. Luo Yiwen, cattle and horses. He was the one who poured water and organized the documents. Xu Er stood in the middle like a protagonist and said, "Since Mr. Chen is here, let's have a short meeting, rest in town for a night, and set off tomorrow. Mr. Chen, what do you think?" He looked up and found that Chen Mo was gone, followed by a chattering sound coming from behind him. I saw Chen Mo had already run to Luo Yiwen, muttering something. "Manager Luo? This isn't your first time in a war zone, is it? You should be very experienced, right? What's it like out there? Are people from the fourth realm enough for us? Why don't you hire a few Grandmasters to escort you? Is it because you don't like them?" "." Xu Er's eyelids twitched. It's not just because this guy left himself aside, but also from the question, this guy doesn't just look young, he is really young, even like a greenhorn. He felt a little dissatisfied. After spending a huge amount of money to hire a transcendent from a top martial arts academy for the first time, you send this youngster to mess around? Fortunately, Wang Qingrui tried to smooth things over at this time: "The extraordinary people from the top martial arts academies are really amazing. They speak faster than ordinary people." Chen Mo, who was asking Luo Yiwen frantically questions, listened attentively to all directions and even turned around and said "thank you" immediately. Xu Er's eyelids twitched, but he said nothing and just led the way to the meeting room next door. The conference room was originally quiet, but soon someone noticed that a buzzing sound was approaching and getting louder. Finally, the dozen or so people waiting here realized that it was actually a living person speaking. Xu Er pushed the door open and clapped his hands: "Everyone, everyone is here, let's have a short meeting." Finally, the sound outside the door stopped, and a middle-aged man with a shabby face and an unfamiliar handsome young man appeared at the door.
When others were looking at Chen Mo, he was also looking at others. In addition to the three project managers, there were a dozen or so people in the room. They all looked relatively young, but it was clear at a glance that none of them were one-year disciples of the martial arts academy. "Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Chen Mo from Qingfeng Mountain." Every time Xu Er mentioned this title, he would feel uncomfortable. He wanted to call him Xiao Chen but was a little hesitant, after all, he had spent a lot of money to invite a fourth-level extraordinary person from a top martial arts academy. However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as he said this name, the expressions of several people at the table changed. "Ancestor Chen Mo?" Someone muttered, "I heard the new kid in our yard mention this name." "It seems to be true. It is said that the big exam left a psychological trauma on them." Xu Er frowned. What ancestor? (End of this chapter)