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Chapter 122 Who would have thought of this(2/4)

Chuckman nodded: "So, your suggestion to let this woman spy on him is very clever."
Only then did Sam realize that this was the case.
Madil held out four fingers: "The four conditions are money, heart, self, and consciousness. So, how many of them does Andwell account for? So, Andwell is a talented employee, but not an excellent employee. This
That’s my opinion.”
"I agree." Noland was the first to agree.
Chuckman also nodded: "I agree."
Sam knocked on the table lightly: "That's not important. What's important is that he is a genius, right?"
Madiel nodded.
Chuckman is not a fan of Nai'a. He is just here to observe. After all, it is an important staff review. As an executive of Nes'a, he has to participate, but he does not need to make a decision. As long as it does not affect Nes'a, he
Just don't object.
Noland also nodded. In Noland's heart, you are the boss, so what you say is right.
Anyway, Ning Ren's employment is no problem at all.
Ning Ren's medal is no problem, and Noland's joint award is no problem either.
"Okay, that's it, let him come to the two annual meetings. I want to hear what brilliant remarks and analysis he has. And about that matter, Noland, please arrange it and find the right person.
Talk to this person named Han Shuang."
Noland nodded, accepting the matter.
After the meeting, everyone went back to their homes.
the next day.
Ning Ren asked the hotel to arrange a car early in the morning to go to Lighthouse City.
He planned to pick a suitable location and open a restaurant.
Nicholas in a suit is here again.
Because, last night, Xiongfeng made him feel the eyes of admiration.
So, I found an excuse and ran to the hotel again in the morning.
Pang Xinghua is no longer the young man he once was. He has given up on the aggressive training method as he has passed middle age. This is the Yingjia Lighthouse City, and he is not suitable for turning sand in a big iron pot to train his arm strength.
So, he is doing Tai Chi.
The kind that seems weak, slow, and powerless.
When Nicholas arrived, Ning Ren had already gone out. He saw Pang Xinghua making strange movements and didn't understand.
After asking someone from the hotel who knew Chinese to come over, he learned from Pang Xinghua that Ning Ren had gone out and would be back before noon.
Nikolai decided to wait.
After staring at Pang Xinghua for a while, he became increasingly confused as to what he was doing.
With the help of a dictionary, he asked.
Pang Xinghua couldn't understand because Pang Xinghua's vocabulary did not exceed 200 at this time.
Then, Pang Xinghua also took out a dictionary.
The two just started talking, pointing at the dictionary.
Ten minutes later, Pang Xinghua stood up, walked to a garden wall, moved his body, and then slapped the garden wall with a seemingly gentle palm.
The wall cracked.
Nicholas ran to the other side of the wall, and the brick had been beaten out, at least half the length of the brick.
Pang Xinghua felt at this time that the cement from Yingjia was really of good quality. He should be able to punch a hole in a brick wall of this thickness with just one slap.
But it’s okay, keep a low profile, be a little more low-key.
"What is this?" Nicholas exclaimed.
"effort."
"Gongfu!!!?"
"Yes. Kung Fu."
"Bruce Lee's Gongfu? I want to learn it."
To teach or not to teach?
Pang Xinghua couldn't make up his mind, so he just shook his head.
Pang Xinghua would never agree to this matter without Zheng Zecheng's advice.
Nicholas saw that Pang Xinghua had no reaction and turned to leave.
He wants to go back and prepare some gifts.
When lunch was approaching, Zheng Zecheng came back.
He went out for the purpose of buying ingredients and checking out the investment implications. After all, he was Ning Ren's butler, and it was one of his jobs to be responsible for Ning Ren's investment matters.
After Zheng Zecheng came back, Pang Xinghua gave a lecture.
Zheng Zecheng said: "Teach it, why not teach it? Let's start with Chang Quan, Xiao Chang Quan."
There is a big difference between Da Chang Quan and Xiao Chang Quan.
Pang Xinghua nodded seriously.
This is his strength.
Xiao Chang Quan is a basic introductory form and is easy to learn.
What is Ning Ren doing?
In the new episode of Bon's Story, the cast will definitely need to be replaced.
But this time, it wasn't Ning Ren who wanted to change.
But Ning Ren was being targeted.
It was about 11:30 in the morning, and Ning Ren was planning to go back.
The scene on the street made Ning Ren couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
A painter was sitting on the roadside painting portraits for tourists.
Judging from the artist's appearance, Ning Ren believed that he was from Nanbang.
The Ying family couldn't tell the difference in appearance between the people in Dongzhou, but Ning Ren could, and the appearance of the Nanbang people was obviously different from that of the Han family.
What caught Ning Ren's attention was that the person sitting down for the portrait was a Nanhou native.
This is very abnormal.
And he is an old man over sixty years old.
Let’s not talk about whether someone at such an age would let street painters paint their own portraits. Just saying that they are from Nanhou and Nanbang is not a problem.
Back then, Nanbang sent many people to accompany the Ying family to beat up Nanhou.
In the eyes of the Nanbang people, Nanbang wanted to interfere with the Ying family and the Ying family, but Nanbang wanted to get involved. In addition to this, after the Nanbang people arrived in Nanbang, they were not under the control of the Ying family. They did whatever they wanted and did bad things.
Make a final decision.
There is something weird.
Ning Ren stood aside and observed for a while. After looking at the painting, the Nanhou man who was being painted put down a few coins and then took away the sketch.
Ning Ren grabbed a handful of coins from his pocket and put them in the painter's box. He also picked up two of the coins that the Nanhou people put down just now.
"Draw a picture." Ning Ren assumed a sitting position.
The painter looked up at Ning Ren and picked up the sketch pen.
Ten minutes later, Ning Ren stood up and took a look: "The painting is good." After saying that, Ning Ren took the painting and left.
Turning a corner, Ning Ren took the coin in his hand and rubbed it gently.
To be continued...
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