This means that for a period of time in the future, he won't have to worry too much. With just one phone call, he can call the most terrifying group of people in the world, so what else is there to worry about?
This is Jiang Zhihao's biggest gain from this trip to Haidong.
That night, Jiang Zhihao left Haidong City.
When he appeared under surveillance cameras, he encountered Cui Jianbao's family being exterminated. By the time the incident was discovered the next day and made headlines in the news media, Jiang Zhihao had already returned to his city.
As soon as I got off the plane, I received a call from Mr. Jin Zhengqing.
The old man is also here, because his new closed disciple Yun Wen's family is here. If the old man has something to do, he will come over to give guidance.
With the guidance of Mr. Jin Zhengqing, Yun Wenshu has made even greater progress. In just a few months, he has become a master. If he is given another period of time to grow, he will reach the master level in the future and even surpass calligraphy masters like Jin Zhengqing.
These are all foreseeable things.
In addition to coaching Yun Wenwen, the old man also wanted to meet Jiang Zhihao.
Nothing else, just because Jiang Zhihao's intuition is so amazing that people feel very safe being with him.
The older people get, the more they worry about life and death, especially those with high status like Kim Zhengqing, who are even more reluctant to die.
And this time, Jin Zhengqing mainly wanted to introduce a friend to Jiang Zhihao.
Jiang Zhihao did not refuse the request to meet. A calligrapher like Jin Zhengqing may not be able to help him much in his career, but his artistic attainments still make Jiang Zhihao admire him.
The old man died of illness early in his previous life, and by the time Jiang Zhihao made his fortune, he had no chance to meet him, which has always been a pity.
Since we are already friends in this life, it is a good thing to see them more often, so as not to miss them in the future.
The place where Jin Zheng made an appointment was a teahouse. People who like art may like to drink tea.
When Jiang Zhihao arrived there, he saw Jin Zhengqing and another person sitting at the table playing Go.
After seeing the other person, Jiang Zhihao was slightly startled, and then walked over with a strange expression.
Jin Zhengqing looked up and saw him, stood up quickly and said, "Mr. Xiao Jiang is here."
"Hello, Mr. Jin." Jiang Zhihao responded politely and looked at the other person.
"Hello, I've heard of you for a long time. I'm Zhao Delong." The old man, who was about the same age as Jin Zhengqing, stood up and introduced himself.
"I've heard Mr. Zhao's name for a long time." Jiang Zhihao stretched out his hand and looked at Jin Zhengqing at the same time and asked: "The old man called me here today. He didn't want to meet Mr. Zhao specifically, right?"
"It's true." Jin Zhengqing said with a smile: "Your intuition is very accurate, and Lao Zhao has been feeling restless recently, so I brought him to you to ask about the situation. What do you think of him?"
Ordinary people may not know how to answer such a question, but not Jiang Zhihao.
Zhao Delong is a character he knows in his memory, but tomorrow, he will suddenly die suddenly.
According to the results of the autopsy, it was said to be a cerebral hemorrhage, but it was not known what caused it. The doctor found no abnormalities in his brain, and in the end it could only be classified as an accident.
He had seen too many dead people recently, and now he was about to see someone who was about to die. Jiang Zhihao hesitated and didn't know what to say.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Jin Zhengqing couldn't help but feel a little nervous and asked: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, please say something. This makes me feel anxious."