He Daoxing requested, "I want to talk to you alone."
Fang Jinhua was very wary of him, but to be honest, the main reason why Fang Jinhua was willing to stand here was that he also wanted to know where these dishes came from.
Facing a cultivator who has no cultivation base, what does Fang Jinhua have to fear?
Contact the medical staff and push the person to the next room.
There are so many empty rooms in the hospital, and there are patients next door, but if you pull the bed curtains, no one will eavesdrop unless you have nothing to do.
"What do you want to say?"
"Mr. Fang, I take over this position from you. Over the years, I have worked hard for the association, and I have worked hard without any credit."
Zhang Song brought him a chair.
Fang Jinhua sat down and listened patiently to what the other party said.
"But I am considered useless now. My years of cultivation were destroyed by his punch. Do you really want me to let it go like this?"
"You don't have to count, you can go against Mr. Liu." Fang Jinhua asked him, "But what are you going to use to compete with him?"
Fang Jinhua also guessed it, and that was all he could say when he was asked to come over.
He Daoxing nodded, "Yes, I can't compete with him. Is there anything you can do?"
Before Fang Jinhua could speak, he continued, "Today, he can look down on me and destroy my cultivation with one punch. What if other cultivators accidentally offend him in the future?
It’s foreseeable that it will end up like me.”
"Mr. Fang, he is too strong. No one in this world can be his opponent." He also asked, "Isn't such a person scary?"
Fang Jinhua's eyes fell on He Daoxing's face.
The obvious plan is just laid out on the surface.
He Daoxing uses himself to save others. Who can tolerate such a powerful existence without destroying him?
He Daoxing didn't have this kind of ambition, and he thought Fang Jinhua didn't either.
"As long as he is here, we will bet that his beliefs will always be correct." He Daoxing continued, "What if one day, he has a bad day and starts to attack ordinary people, and no one in the entire association can stop him, then the association will still exist. Does it mean anything?"
Fang Jinhua raised the corners of his mouth, but quickly suppressed it. He calmed down his emotions and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"You must have tried the dishes I gave you personally." He Daoxing said, "If all members of the association can eat such dishes every day, it won't take long for all members to improve greatly.
I believe that within a year, if we face him again with the strength of the entire association, we will definitely not be at a disadvantage. "
Fang Jinhua asked him, "How many dishes do you have to dare to say such a thing?"
He Daoxing thought he was tempted, "You can have as much as you want."
"You have worked so hard to improve the cultivation of all members of the association. Even if the association can compete with Liu Baihua in the future, what good will it do to yourself?"
"As long as this scourge can be eliminated, I don't expect any benefits." He Daoxing quickly added: "However, for the sake of the association, I hope you can vouch for me and let me continue in this position."
That's it, what else can you ask for?
Fang Jinhua: "Most of the people the association manages are cultivators. Now that your cultivation is gone, who is willing to obey you?"
"So I would like to ask you to vouch for me." He Daoxing said, "For the sake of those dishes, you can think about it carefully."
At this point, Fang Jinhua knew that He Daoxing would never tell him easily where that dish came from.
"If you can provide those dishes to the association, I believe the members will also be able to convince you." Fang Jinhua asked, "How long will it take for the members to be able to match Liu Baihua's cultivation level?"
He Daoxing thought for a while, "It only takes two years at most."
Fang Jinhua stood up, "I still want to believe you. Whenever the members can eat those dishes, you will return to your original position."
He Daoxing looked at Fang Jinhua's back with satisfaction.
When he succeeded, he knew he would succeed.
Who wouldn’t be greedy for such a good thing? By holding those dishes in his hand, he holds the lifeblood of the association.
"Congratulations to Mr. He." Zhang Song took a step behind and congratulated He Daoxing.
He Daoxing reluctantly sat up from the bed and said, "Thank you very much."
Before Fang Jinhua left the hospital, he received a call from Wan Qing.
"It's strange that you would call me."
"Long time no see, Mr. Fang." Wan Qing said very straightforwardly, "It was that old fellow Liu Baihua who asked me to call you and said that you would pay back the money he owed me. Do you know this?"
It's strange that Fang Jinhua knows. He doesn't even know when Liu Baihua owes Qian Wanqing money.
"How much money does Mr. Liu owe you?"
"More than six hundred."
In Fang Jinhua's eyes, more than six hundred yuan is nothing. "I'll pay it back to you right now. Are you going to give me your bank card number or just add me as a friend?"
"Bank card, I can't add any friends to this phone." Wan Qing reported the card number to the other party, and when she was about to hang up the phone, she asked, "Have you been to Green Mountain today?"
"There's a lot going on today and I haven't been there yet. Did something happen to Mr. Liu's place?"
"Something big has happened. The old guy has survived the catastrophe. Okay, that's it. Transfer the money to me as soon as possible. I have to catch up with the next show, so I'll hang up first."
The phone jumped back to the lock screen page, and Fang Jinhua was still standing stupidly holding the phone.
Thunder disaster? Is it the thunder disaster he understands?
But that's not right. The weather has been sunny recently and I haven't seen a single thunderstorm.
But Wan Qing has never been one to talk nonsense.
If Liu Baihua's cultivation level was higher than that of Thunder Tribulation, then those little thoughts of He Daoxing just now would be too ridiculous.
How do ordinary people fight against immortals?
"Dad, I asked the doctor to move him back." Zhang Song noticed that his expression was unnatural, "What's wrong with you?"
"Go to Green Mountain quickly!"
For hundreds of years, among practitioners, no one has ever been able to cultivate to this level.
When he was young, his master said that in today's world, if someone could achieve great success, that person could only be Liu Baihua.
Unexpectedly, this sentence came true.
"What happened to Green Mountain?" Zhang Song asked while driving.
“You’ll know after you go and see it.”
Before Lin Qian's family finished their meal, Sister-in-law Feng came over to visit.
Seeing that Lin Qian's grandma was there, she greeted her warmly, "I haven't seen her for several years. When the road is built, it will be more convenient to come to my daughter's house. Our place has many trees and a good environment. You should come and stay often in the future."
At noon, grandma was conscious and normal people couldn't tell that there was anything wrong with her.
Sister-in-law Feng was eating melon seeds with her grandmother on the porch. Grandma even asked Lin Qian to pour water for Sister-in-law Feng.
"I'm not busy. I just came here after eating and can't drink."
Finally, when Mother Lin came out after finishing her meal, she held in her gossip for several minutes before she began to speak out.
"A lot of people came to the village chief's house today, did you know?"
Mother Lin pulled over the small bench and sat down, "There are a lot of people coming to my house today. I am so busy that I have no time now. I don't have time to meddle in other people's affairs."
"I saw a lot of people coming to your house this morning, but I saw many people went back empty-handed. Is there no food in the fields?"
Mother Lin: "Don't you talk about the village chief's family?"
