Jiuheng's words made Du Changming's heart feel cold even now.
He even felt a very shameful feeling. He was a leader, and to let a martial artist threaten him like this was really a loss of face!
"Damn it, the country should set up a department to manage these warriors!" Du Changming thought bitterly, but there was nothing he could do about it.
The venue was destroyed like this, and he also learned the reason from other people's mouths.
He really didn't dare to provoke a guy with such terrifying force and lawlessness!
After today's meeting was over, Du Changming hurriedly left the meeting with his staff. His face was still livid until he got down the mountain.
Qi Dangxian also wanted to walk, but was stopped by Zhang Tianshi.
"Master Zhang, what's wrong with you?" Qi Bingxian asked helplessly.
"Uncle Master, your battle with Jiuheng today opened my eyes!" Zhang Tianshi bowed his hands to Qi Bingxian in compliment.
Qi Bingxian, however, was full of vigilance, feeling that there must be something evil going on here. His sense of smell was always very sensitive, and he immediately noticed that Zhang Tianshi had a heart that was either raped or stolen.
Zhang Tianshi coughed twice and said: "But your battle was too fierce... Look at our floor, then look at the walls and stone stairs."
Qi Dangxian said expressionlessly: "Just cultivate!"
"Hey...Uncle Master, these facilities on our Xuanwu Mountain have existed since the late Ming Dynasty. Speaking of which, they are all ancient relics, carrying the weight of history!" Zhang Tianshi sighed sadly, looking grief-stricken.
expression.
"Even if it is restored, it will definitely not be able to recreate the feeling of the ancients."
"This is a huge loss to Xuanwu Mountain, our dignified Taoist holy land!"
"When people go up the mountain and take a look, they will think that Xuanwu Mountain, which has been passed down for many years, is just like this. It has such a strong modern flavor, and they will definitely despise it."
The corners of Qi Bingxian's mouth twitched crazily. Zhang Tianshi had rambled so much. What did he mean? Could he still be unclear?
To put it bluntly, in three words - you have to pay more!
Qi Dangxian felt a headache. Have all of these religious leaders practiced the magical skill of adding money?
Qi Dangxian coughed twice and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Zhang Tianshi said: "Well... I have to find some ancient bricks to mend the seams, but these ancient items are hard to find, and the prices are very high."
"Eh... We in Xuanwu Mountain don't have as many industries as Buddhism, and we are not listed on the market. We are really very poor!"
"Otherwise, Pindao will not allow the disciples below to accept lay disciples, don't you think so?"
Qi Ding said casually: "Yes, yes, yes!!!"
Zhang Tianshi rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said with a smile: "After all, these things were broken by my uncle when you and Jiuheng fought, so I asked you to pay for them to repair them!"
Qi Dangxian said unhappily: "Just tell me how much it will cost!"
Zhang Tianshi raised his hand and slapped him.
"Five million, right? Okay, here's exactly five million, here it is for you!" Qi Ding threw out a bank card unhappily, then turned around and left.
Zhang Tianshi hurriedly caught the flying bank card, and then stared at Qi Bingxian in shock. After he left, he shook his head.
The Ziyang Heavenly Master on the side also had a dry mouth and trembled: "Is this... is this great uncle so rich?"
Zhang Tianshi snorted and said: "A wall, a few floor tiles, a stone staircase... I only wanted 50,000 yuan, and he directly gave me 5 million?!"
Master Ziyang said solemnly: "Senior brother, I think you are missing out!"
Zhang Tianshi nodded, also feeling that he was short, fifty thousand, a hundred times more? Moreover, when Qi Dangxian threw out the bank card, he didn't even blink.
"Even if the facilities we destroyed need to be rebuilt, why would we need five million? Fifty thousand is probably too much!" Jiu Heng followed Qi Bingxian and couldn't help but say.
Qi Dangxian was stunned after hearing this, yes, just for those few walls and those few floor tiles, Zhang Tianshi actually asked for five million from himself? Isn't this blackmail?
It’s also because the amount of money he usually asks people for is too high. Anyway, it can easily reach hundreds of millions, and sometimes it’s even rice gold.
When Zhang Tianshi raised his hand, he subjectively thought that he wanted five million yuan. He never expected that Zhang Tianshi just wanted fifty thousand yuan to repair it.
Jiuheng looked at Qi Bingxian speechlessly and said, "I don't think Zhang Tianshi wants so much. It's just you who thinks he wants so much."
"Although I have been imprisoned in the Thinking Tower for many years, I still understand the concept of money very well..."
"I think it's you who's confused, right?"
Qi Dangxian smiled helplessly. He couldn't tell Jiuheng that he was just blackmailing... Bah, he could make hundreds of millions just by using his little brains, right? That was too high-profile and didn't fit with his low-key personality and style.
"Forget it, he is my junior after all, let's just think of this money as being donated to Xuanwu Mountain for construction! Their life has not been easy over the years." Qi Dingxian sighed and said.
The money has already been thrown to Zhang Tianshi, and he is still Zhang Tianshi's uncle. It would be a bit outrageous to turn around and ask for the money back at this time.
Jiuheng said: "Sure enough, you are poor in literature and rich in martial arts! If you are so rich, it is not surprising that you can achieve the goal of breaking the void and see that God is not bad."
Qi Dangxian couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this. What the hell is this fallacy? If you really want to say that, then aren't Gates and Musk of the United States beating all the martial arts wizards in the world?
After going down the mountain, Jiuheng didn't go looking for the monks, and followed Qi Dangxian directly into the five-star hotel.
Qi Dangxian asked the front desk to open a room for Jiu Heng.
The monk couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's great to have money!"
Qi Dangxian said: "You should ask me what my super power is."
Jiuheng was stunned. He, who had been imprisoned for twenty years, certainly had no idea what this was about.
Qi Dangxian asked Jiuheng to go back to his room to rest. All the consumption here was his, and then he happily went to play with the CEO sister.
Qi Dangxian estimated that the conference would be over after another day or two. Seeing that the Chinese New Year was approaching, he would just take Xiang Dongqing back to Youdu Prison to celebrate the Chinese New Year together.
The next day, the meeting continued as usual.
After Zhang Tianshi saw Qi Bingxian, he couldn't help but smile and say hello, obviously realizing that his great uncle was the God of Wealth.
"You sort out all the prescriptions from Xuanwu Mountain and give them to me. I will open a company later and pay you dividends from the technology stocks." Qi Bingxian said unhappily.
Zhang Tianshi reached out and took out the elixirs he had prepared in his Taoist robe, and said with a smile: "No need to sort them out, they are all here!"
Qi Dangxian looked at him speechlessly for a while, thinking, this has been prepared for a long time!