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Chapter 1812 Zhonglang God Warrior?!

Han Sanqian slightly hooked Su Yingxia's palm with his fingers, indicating that she didn't have to be nervous.

At this moment, Futian walked into the hall with Fu Meifeng in a hurry. Seeing Han Sanqian, he immediately came over enthusiastically and led Han Sanqian to the empty seat on the main table: "Come on, Sanqian, sit."

Han Sanqian nodded, and since he came, he would be at ease. He wanted to see what the hell was doing, so he sat down.

As soon as Han Sanqian and Su Yingxia sat down, at this time, Fu Mei sat down beside Han Sanqian. During the sitting process, she obviously touched Han Sanqian lightly. After attracting Han Sanqian's attention, she showed a polite and beautiful smile: "I'm sorry."

Han Sanqian didn't take it seriously. As soon as he sat down, Futian raised his glass with a smile and said, "This meal tonight is specially designed to welcome Han Sanqian. Everyone in the Fu family will come with me to greet Han Sanqian with a cup."

With Fu Tian's words, all the senior executives of the Fu family stood up at this time. Even Fu Mei, who was beside him, smiled at Han Sanqian very gentle and politely, and raised his wine glass.

"Three thousand, I offended so much in the past. Today, I will punish myself first. I hope you can go ahead and let it go." After saying that, Futian drank the wine in the glass in one sip, and then shook his head and said, "There's nothing I can do. As the leader of the Fu clan, I often have to do something I don't want to do for the sake of the overall situation."

Han Sanqian smiled. For him who has rich experience, Han Sanqian obviously saw the acting skills of Futian clearly. However, everyone had their own ulterior motives. Han Sanqian smiled faintly: "You are polite to the leader of Futian. If you want to blame, Han Sanqian can only blame Han Sanqian for being unsuccessful before. If I were the leader of the clan, I would do this."

"Okay, Sanqian, you are really generous. Come on, I will toast you another glass of wine. After this glass of wine, our previous grievances will be eliminated. At the same time, I have a great event waiting to be announced." Futian smiled happily, and then drank the second glass of wine first.

Han Sanqian also pretended to smile and nodded, raised his head and drank all the wine.

Futian was very happy. After shouting, he faced everyone and said, "Now, I announce that Han Sanqian has officially become a member of my Fu clan. From now on, the Fu clan and Han Sanqian will fall in love with each other and will not hurt the harmony."

"In addition, I will also appoint Han Sanqian as the Lang Shen General in my Fu family."

Zhonglang Shenjun?!

When he heard about this position, a senior executive of aiding family was shocked, and even Su Yingxia was slightly stunned at this time.

Zhonglang Shen General is the top position of the general of the Fu family. Over the years, countless disciples have sacrificed their lives and blood to one day be able to sit in this position and obtain supreme glory.

However, Zhonglang Shenwu General is the highest commander who protects the entire Fu family's main courtyard and mobilizes Fu family's guards. Therefore, the requirements are extremely high, which requires both outstanding achievements and often strong background relationships.

But now, Han Sanqianyi came and was directly appointed by Futian as the most important military general position in the Fu family.

"Clan leader, Zhonglang Shenwei General is the commander of our clan. He is not only responsible for the security of the family, but also controls the 70,000 guards of my family. I hand over such an important position to Han Sanqian. Do you need to think carefully about it?"

"You are right. Everyone knows that whoever can become a general of Zhonglang is equivalent to taking the third seat in Fu's family. Although Han Sanqian is really good, he will not take on this great task as soon as he comes."

A group of executives are both worried and envious. Han Sanqian is just a newcomer, but he has received such an honor at once. How can people feel happy?

Faced with these criticisms, Futian didn't care, and even all of this was within his expectations.

With a smile, Fu Tian continued, "Although the position of Zhonglang Shenmao is very high, it is obvious that Han Sanqian is the most suitable candidate. I think you have seen Han Sanqian's strength today, so there is no need to doubt it. If he is responsible for my support, I believe that you will feel at least at ease."

"Besides, the building pavilion has already said that Han Sanqian will be trained by Fu Mu himself, which also means that Han Sanqian's future will be limitless, and may even be the future true god. What does a mere Zhonglang Shen general count as?"

"According to me, as long as Han Sanqian is willing, why bother with me, the leader?"

Hearing this, the group of executives were even more surprised. True God? The future plan of Fu Family was to train Han Sanqian to become the next True God?!

Thinking of this, a group of senior executives dared not speak anymore. After all, Isn’t this asking for death when I offend Han Sanqian at this time?

At the same time, when some women at home heard this, they couldn't help but look at Han Sanqian in hopes that they could attract Han Sanqian's attention.
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