After three rounds of drinking, Jiang Shang saw Young Master Wang leading a young man who looked a little older than him downstairs.

"Brother Jiang, this is my father."

Young Master Wang introduced.

Jiang Shang also stood up quickly and bowed to Wang Yiru and said:

"My younger generation, Jiang Shang, have met Uncle Wang."

It is normal for rich people to keep their faces and behave well.

Moreover, Jiang Shang also felt a hint of threat from Wang Yiru. Obviously, he is not just a businessman, but a rich man as simple as a rich man.

He is also a martial arts master.

However, it is not surprising that even Mr. Wang can have the current strength by taking drugs, so it is not surprising that his father is even more powerful.

Wang Yiru did not show off his elders, nor did he be as arrogant as the richest man in Liangzhou. He was like an ordinary rich man with a friendly smile on his face.

"I just heard Chen'er talk about how powerful his nephew is, but I still don't believe it. I think this kid is exaggerating to deceive me.

But at this moment, I saw my virtuous nephew Zhenren, and I realized that Chen'er was too conservative.

I will feel relieved about Chen'er's friend like you in the future."

As he said that, he turned to look at his son, and said with a little serious look:

"Chen'er, what you just said has been agreed to my father."

Just now, his son said he would have to have no less than 10 million taels of silver a year, and he was still a little hesitant.

Even for the Wang family, 10 million taels of cash silver could not be mobilized in just one simple sentence.

After all, the Wang family has a great career, but the staff is also complicated, almost equivalent to a small kingdom.

Most of the wealth is in the form of industrial assets. The real liquidity seems to be a lot, but after being distributed to various industries, it is actually not particularly abundant.

He usually gives his son several million taels of pocket money, but it doesn't matter.

But even if he wants to re-issue such a large amount of continuous output, he must give the clan elders a reasonable explanation.

Of course, these difficulties can be overcome.

The premise is that his son has to prove that he has this value.

But now, he has proved it.

In Wang Yiru's eyes, Jiang Shang, who was smiling at him, was shining all over his body. His luck was like the sun in the sky, extremely dazzling.

He had ever seen the most lucky person, and he was not as good as Jiang Shang's Baiyi at this moment.

This is no longer a simple fortune and potential, but his own strength has begun to reverse the increase in luck.

This is a world where force is paramount.

The strong are everything!

The so-called great fortune is nothing more than an unfulfilled potential.

A true strong man has never believed in fate.

Even the Wang family, which passed on secret techniques, used secret techniques as auxiliary techniques and did not rely solely on secret techniques.

Jiang Shang's strength has begun to affect his own luck.

This shows that he has initially got rid of the so-called influence of luck on him and embarked on his own path as a martial saint.

Only by using my heart to replace the heart of heaven, breaking the void, and forming one's own way can you become a Martial Saint!

In other words, his chances of becoming a Martial Saint are far higher than those of normal people.

This business is really cost-effective!

Wang Yiru glanced at his son with admiration and thought to himself that he is worthy of being the seed of my old Wang family!

When Wang Dashao saw that his father had just met Jiang Shang, he agreed to his request so happily, and he also showed excitement on his face.

Obviously his father also agreed with his vision.

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely not let your expectations down."

Jiang Shang didn't know what puzzle the father and son were fighting, but obviously they reached a consensus that his money should go smoothly.

Wang Yiru nodded to Jiang Shang:

"You don't have to be polite to me. When you come here, you will treat it as your own territory. Song Bo treats you well for me."

"Chen'er, since you want to stay, then you don't force you to be your father. But there are a few words to explain to your father, and you can go upstairs with your father."

Young Master Wang followed with excitement, obviously his father was going to give money.

Since he met Jiang Shang, he has never been so eager for money as he is now.

Without enough money, I can't even sleep.

...

About half an hour.

Jiang Shang was already full of wine and food.

I have to say that I am worthy of being the chef of the richest man’s house. This taste is really not comparable to any restaurant.

Even though he didn't pursue his appetite, he also had a great time to eat.

And Young Master Wang also walked down again.

At this moment, he was walking in a dragon and tiger step, looking proud and ordered casually:

"Old Song, please help me guard. I want to talk to Brother Jiang."

The old man in gray robe smiled and nodded, looking at the old king and young master, he looked quite doting.

He has been protecting himself since he was young. It can be said that he has long regarded him as his descendant when he watched Wang grow up.

When the old man in gray robe called someone to leave, Young Master Wang sat down and kept bombing Jiang Shang.

"Brother Jiang, this time it's thanks to meeting you."

"Otherwise, I can't convince my father to let me stay by relying on my own words."

"You don't know, my father threatened me with the matter of his heir."

"It was obvious that he took the initiative to send me here, but now he wants me to go back, so what am I?"

"But it's different with Brother Jiang. My father glanced at Brother Jiang and told me that Brother Jiang, you are definitely not a thing in the pool, and I want me to get along with you well.

The position of the heir of the head of the family continues to be kept for me."

"Haha, Brother Jiang, you are really my benefactor!"

Jiang Shang was confused: "I am so important?"

And this guy talked to him too quickly.

He didn't ask anything, and the guy said it all.

“That’s how important!”

Young Master Wang picked up the wine glass on the table and said heroically:

"Stop saying anything, the feelings are all in the wine, I've done it!"

Seeing that he was so enthusiastic, Jiang Shang picked up his glass and sipped it.

Seeing that Jiang Shang was not very enthusiastic, Young Master Wang slapped his head and quickly accused him:

"I almost forgot that this is Brother Jiang's money."

"This time I can get my father's advice, and I also have the merits of Brother Jiang's sale to me. My father is very satisfied with the bottles of spiritual pills I have exchanged."

Young Master Wang took out a thick stack of gold tickets from his arms, just like a book.

"Brother Jiang, these are one hundred thousand gold talismans, and five more. I am grateful to Brother Jiang for taking care of me these days.

This is all my wish, Brother Jiang must not refuse."

I didn't want to refuse at all!

Jiang Shang took the gold ticket, and the cheater flashed in front of him, without counting it. It was exactly 105, worth 10,500 wealth points.

He also had a little more enthusiasm on his face.

"I... feel so embarrassed."

That being said, but putting it into the cuffs skillfully is actually a long night and dreaming, and they are all thrown into the cheater and replaced with a wealth point.

"I still have something important to do, so I won't disturb my brother and uncle's reminiscing about the past."

Jiang Shang stood up and said goodbye directly. He walked very quickly without looking back.

If he hadn't met Mr. Wang by chance and knew that he had come out to get the money, he would have been in seclusion and had already been in seclusion for thousands of years.

"But my dad..."

Before Young Master Wang could keep him, Jiang Shang had only his back.

"It's gone."

"Brother Jiang, be careful in everything and don't be impulsive!"

Young Master Wang didn't care whether Jiang Shang could hear it or not, and shouted loudly behind his back.

Then Jiang Shang waved his back to him.

Young Master Wang smiled and shook his head, pouring himself a glass of wine.

Very good at doing things.

How could ordinary people do so straightforward?
Chapter completed!