On the other side, after the two groups of Hua Jiunan returned to the hotel one after another, Qi Baijia, Zhao Fei, and the little Taoist Hu Pingping were already waiting outside the door.
Since the "finance manager" Chen Daji almost ran away naked, he still begged for help to pay for the taxi.
As we all know, the tradition of the core disciples of the New Bazi Sect is poverty.
After Qi Baijia's "heavy bleeding", he couldn't find even half of a steel rod in his body.
It really proves the saying - your pocket is cleaner than your face...
Looking at the mournful beggar who looked like he had lost a big waist, Chen Daji waved his dirty hands carelessly.
"Uncle, you don't have to do this. We still have several thousand spare money sitting there."
"I'll give you half of it later!"
Upon hearing this, the beggar suddenly turned from sadness to joy, secretly sighing that it was great to have a rich friend!
Just when he was asking for help and patting Chen Daji on the back and shoulders, the taxi that had just left turned around and came back.
The driver was obviously very responsible and threw the butt-length skirt that the giant cocoon had fallen on out of the car window.
He didn't stop and just shouted to Chen Daji.
"Prime Minister, your friend's pants fell off the car!"
"No need to thank me, we are destined to meet in the East China Sea!"
After listening to the driver's words and looking at Chen Daji's appearance, everyone was speechless for a while.
Only the ghost Xin Lianshan raised his middle finger fiercely at the taxi that was driving away.
"Major General, why is this man so troubled by 'ghosts'? He's more troubled than you..."
The driver who also found the driver "disgusting" was the poet Ma Mingyang.
At this moment, he was looking in the direction where the taxi disappeared with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Why do I want to cut him into pieces as soon as I see this person..."
The little Taoist priest Hu Ping was eager to read his master, but he was not in the mood to admire Chen Daji's new look.
"Boss Hua, I, master..."
Hua Jiunan patted Hu Ping's shoulder gently.
"Don't worry, we have brought Master Zhou out."
"Now I have followed Taoist Master Wu Yongming back to the Zhengyi Ancestral Court to recuperate."
After hearing this, Hu Ping finally felt relieved and immediately bid farewell to Hua Jiunan.
"Hua, Boss Hua, I have to go back immediately to take care of my master."
"Your great kindness and virtue will always be remembered by Hu Ping!"
People who are affectionate always appreciate each other:
Hua Jiunan smiled and nodded in agreement, and promised that he would visit them in the provincial capital when he had time in the future.
After sending Hu Ping off, everyone just returned to the room and sat down. They didn't even have time to take a shower and change clothes when there was a heavy knock on the door.
There's nothing polite about that, it's like a debt collector coming to your door.
Such an action immediately made Chen Daji and Zhao Fei very unhappy. The two of them stood up and opened the door while cursing.
"Stop knocking!"
"Daddy is so anxious to use the toilet, so urgent!"
After the door opened, Chen Daji and Zhao Fei were both stunned, because the other party turned out to be their "acquaintance"... or to be precise, an enemy.
It was Zhang Shangdeng, an abandoned disciple of Maoshan.
Next to him was a pale-faced young man who was obviously overindulging in sex.
Behind the young man were four bodyguards wearing sunglasses and neat suits. M.
Seeing him, how could Chen Daji be so polite: "What the hell, little butterfly?!"
"You just got beaten, how can you be healed so quickly?!"
"Why, you're not satisfied and you want Master Ji to give you an 'extra meal', don't you?!"
Zhang Shangdeng was so angry that he clenched his fists when he heard this, but he did not get angry immediately. Instead, he bowed and took a step back, which further highlighted the young man who had come with him.
The young man raised the corners of his mouth and looked up and down at Chen Daji, who had an unusual look. He gently wiped his fingers with a handkerchief and said calmly.
"Are you...the grandson of that old general Li?"
"It's okay to scare ordinary people with this identity, but it doesn't work in front of me!"
"Do you know who my father is!?"
Chen Daji was stunned when he heard this, and then slammed the door.
He murmured to himself: "Are you looking for your father all over the world? Then you have to go home and ask your mother. What's the use of asking me!"
"I'm not involved in the bad things in your family..."
At this point, Chen Daji suddenly stopped and looked at Zhao Fei, who had "a criminal record", with a suspicious look on his face.
"Fat Zhao, could it be the immoral things you did before?!"
Zhao Fei was furious when he heard this: "Chicken, you fart!"
"The pretty boy outside the door is at least twenty years old and older than me. How could he be my son?"
"Are you talking about it any more? Are you here to find dad? They are obviously here to cause trouble, you mountain cannon!!!"