After receiving Hu Sansheng's answer, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief with the naked eye.
Then he took out his cell phone and sent a message to another person.
Not far from the Mercedes-Benz convoy in the bureau, two black cars followed each other in a distance.
For Hu Sansheng, he would not pass the exam at all when traveling.
"What do they say?"
The secretary knew that this was asking about the news just now, and quickly replied: "Then he said he didn't care."
"Don't care?" Jiao Jianguo sneered and spoke with a little sarcastic sarcasm: "Who doesn't know that old guy is the younger generation who doesn't like driving sports cars the most?"
"So he said such words? It seems that he is determined to win this cooperation."
"Sir, then how do we choose?" The secretary carefully observed Jiao Jianguo's expression, for fear that he would suddenly get angry.
"See if they can agree to our conditions." Jiao Jianguo did not continue to speak after he said this.
Anyway, Jiao Jianguo will not retreat halfway.
How could the sect he raised with great effort in the Long Kingdom take it as his own in just one sentence?
Jiao Jianguo thought clearly that if he didn't have enough strength, he wouldn't think of him working hard.
What's more, once they cooperate, will the Dragon Council let others take over their sect?
How many people will continue to listen to the words of him, the sect leader who is in name only?
If you really want to completely control the sect, you must take the initiative and take it into your own hands.
Jiao Jianguo never did lose money, otherwise he would have been killed over the years. After all, such a powerful sect is a piece of fat for anyone.
"Okay, Mr. Jiao." The secretary responded and understood what he meant.
And when they were talking, many people from other sects had already arrived.
Two or three planes appeared in Jiangzhou, and finally landed directly at the place that had been agreed with Chen Feng and the others, not far away.
In addition to these people who come for normal transportation, some people come directly to use swords to avoid extravagance and waste.
Feng Rongxing looked at the woman who jumped off the long sword easily and opened his eyes fiercely.
He has only heard of it before, and this is the first time he has seen it today.
"What are you looking at?" The woman noticed Feng Rongxing's gaze and felt a little unhappy.
Feng Rongxing calmed down and looked at the woman with her breasts and big buttocks. Her face as big as a palm were delicate facial features.
Even though she knew that the woman was already eighty or ninety years old, Feng Rongxing still didn't appreciate her. She really had a devilish figure.
When Feng Rongxing came to his senses by silently reciting the Qing Mantra and coming to his senses, the woman stared at him straight.
Restrained his mind, Feng Rongxing asked seriously: "You are the only one who comes to your sect?"
The woman nodded indifferently: "I'm here, of course I'm talking in the sect."
Listening to the woman's words, Feng Rongxing's head lowered even lower, for fear of being surrounded and intercepted. After all, she was sitting here, and someone had already shot with the hostile eyes from time to time.
"Since that's the case, please, please." Feng Rongxing stopped asking, and arranged for the woman to go over with a tight face.
Fortunately, the waiters are all women, so when they get along like this, there is no need to worry that she will be confused by the woman.
As more and more people came, Feng Rongxing's face was about to cramp when he smiled.
"Chen Feng, why haven't you come yet!" Looking at Shui Han who was walking towards him, Feng Rongxing hurriedly smiled and went back.