As soon as he entered the office, a young man wearing sunglasses who was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigar and tasting Pu'er opened his mouth to ask.
"Who is this guy? I think I want Miss Cheng to do it by herself, right? Let him go out."
Cheng Nian'er was stunned immediately. She didn't expect that Mr. Wang would directly accuse him without a word of courtesy.
"Well, Mr. Wang, this is a good friend of mine. I asked him to come with me."
"It seems that Miss Cheng didn't understand what I meant. In that case, you can go back. But don't blame me for not reminding you that someone will definitely lose their job in a month."
After Mr. Wang finished speaking, he took a puff of his cigar, leaned on the sofa and slowly blew out a smoke ring.
"Buimai, Mr. Wang, you are cheating on me. We are too scared. We are really scared."
Huang Ming deliberately spoke Mandarin with a Yunling accent and sat directly opposite Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Huang Ming to sit down and immediately pointed at Huang Ming's nose and cursed.
"Get out of here, who told you to sit down? Get out of here, get out of here."
Huang Ming ignored Mr. Wang and waved to Cheng Nian'er, who was standing aside.
"It's okay, little girl, come sit here. I'm telling you, there is a snack in the capital called donkey meat fire roast. It is said that the louder the donkey brays, the more delicious the meat will be."
"Hey, buddy, don't you two understand human language? I told you to get out of here, do you hear me?"
Mr. Wang was irritated by Huang Ming's behavior. He stood up with a bang, pointed at Huang Ming and screamed again.
"We can certainly understand human speech, but I can't understand the donkey's braying. Okay, stop braying. I don't have hay here. Tell me, what do you want?"
Huang Ming was very calm.
"What's wrong with you? How dare you talk to me like this? Do you believe that I will ask someone to kill you right away? I..., ah..., my hands, ah...".
Mr. Wang had just finished speaking halfway when his finger pointing at Huang Ming was already broken by Huang Ming.
"It's really shameless. Mr. Wang, can you sit down and talk properly now?"
Huang Ming let go of Mr. Wang's finger and sat back calmly.
Cheng Nian'er beside him was so frightened by this sudden scene that he opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.
"Come here, come here, Tietou, where the hell did you go?"
Mr. Wang covered his fingers and screamed loudly.
After a while, three burly men in suits rushed in, the leader of which was a bald man.
"Huh?".
Huang Ming was a little surprised.
The three men in suits looked to be in their thirties, with strong bodies, dark skin, and bulging temples.
There was still a faint aura that resembled that of an immortal cultivator, a bit like the old martial arts cultivator he and Shen Hu met when they went to Ruili to collect money.
Huang Ming's heart moved. Martial arts cultivators did not need to hide from the world, but their numbers were rare and different from ordinary people who usually only worked in special departments and rarely served these so-called famous families.
This Mr. Wang can actually hire Wu Xiu as a bodyguard, which means that this Mr. Wang is not an ordinary person, and may even know about immortal cultivators.
Huang Ming was thinking when the three men in suits had already walked over.
Huang Ming turned around and smiled at Cheng Nian'er.
"Sit still and don't move."
Then he got up and left the sofa, facing the three men in suits.
Just as the three men in suits were about to take action, they suddenly felt their eyes blurred. Before they could react, they heard three crisp sounds of "pop, pop, pop". Each of them was punched once in the chin, and then fell straight up.
Huang Ming clapped his hands and sat back on the sofa.
"Okay, Mr. Wang, can you talk properly now?".
This Mr. Wang may have some background, or he may have seen some big scenes. The three bodyguards were knocked down by Huang Ming in an instant and they didn't panic at all. They just stuttered a little unexpectedly.
"You? They are, uh..., okay, you really have a few tricks up your sleeve, no wonder you are so arrogant."
"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Wang, right? I think the car collision shouldn't be a big deal. Just tell me what you want to do."
"That's right, what does it mean to crash into a car? Even if it directly destroys ten or eight cars, it is not a big deal to me. Since my brother is a sensible person, then I will make it clear that I want Miss Cheng to play with me for a few days. ".
"How many days will I play with you?"
Cheng Nian'er didn't react for a moment and was stunned, but she immediately understood the meaning of these words and became furious.
"How is that possible? Are you afraid that you are sick?"
Huang Ming was also stunned for a while. After a long time, it turned out that this king was always a pervert.
However, Huang Ming knew that Mr. Wang could not dare to make such an unreasonable request just because he hit a car. There must be some support behind it. In order to find out the truth, Huang Ming did not attack immediately.
"So Mr. Wang likes this? But don't you think your request is too outrageous? Why do you think so?"
"Why should I? Haha, okay, since I have already made it clear, let me tell you straight away that I am the second young master of the Wang family in Beijing, and I am here to inspect the work of the branch."
"I have no shortage of beauties around me, but this time I was hit by Miss Cheng. I think this is a kind of fate, so I want to change my taste. That's all."
"The Wang family in the capital?"
Huang Ming immediately thought of the third young master of the Wang family whom Xiao Hua and he had met at the Taibai Qingyun Trading Conference.
However, the second son of the Wang family in front of him is not a cultivator, but just an ordinary person. Could it be said that this Wang family is not that Wang family?
"There are many people named Wang in the capital. Who knows which Wang family you are talking about?".
Huang Ming wanted to make sure.
"No way, you haven't even heard of the Wang family in the capital? Have you heard of the four young masters in the capital? Those are just scum from the branches of my Wang family. There is only one authentic Wang family, and we are not afraid to tell you that we are a thousand-year-old family."
"A thousand-year-old family? Oh... I understand. It seems that you are really a member of the Wang family in the capital. Yes, you are indeed a big shot."
Huang Ming sarcastically said, but his heart was filled with joy.
If this second boy was just an ordinary high-ranking disciple, then Huang Ming would be really difficult to deal with, or it would be relatively troublesome to deal with him.
But when he heard about the thousand-year-old family, Huang Ming immediately knew that this guy should be a disciple of the Wang family, a practicing family in the capital, who has no spiritual roots and cannot practice, and is responsible for worldly property.
"What? Are you scared? Hehehehe."
The second boy of the Wang family covered his broken finger and smiled with some pride and some pain.
"It's okay to be afraid. Then think about it carefully, what should you do next?"
"Well, I really have to think about it. Hey, what should I do about this?"
Huang Ming was really thinking about it, but what he was thinking about was different from what the Wang family's youngest son was thinking about.
"Old Ming, what's wrong? The Wang family in Beijing is very powerful?".
Cheng Nian'er was a little nervous.
She didn't know anything about the Wang family or the Li family, but when she saw Huang Ming suddenly fell silent after listening to the second boy's words and lowered his head in thought, she was afraid that she had really met someone she couldn't afford to offend.
"Oh, it's okay, Xiaoya, I'll take care of the rest. You can go back first."
Huang Ming has already thought about it.
Although the second son of the Wang family is not an immortal cultivator, since he is a child of the Wang family, he will know something about immortal cultivators. As long as he reveals his identity as an immortal cultivator, the nature of the matter will change.
Although the spearhead will be pointed at himself, as mentioned before, Huang Ming is barefoot and is not afraid of wearing shoes.
Of course, this also means that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Huang Ming still doesn't know how deep the water of cultivating immortality is.
