Zhou Wanlin, Guo Zhengde and others who were watching finally understood Zhong Zhanguo's intention after hearing these words.
Today's martial arts competition between Chu Yang and Song Mingyang, whoever wins will most likely enter the General Forest Academy.
At this time, Song Mingyang stepped forward, bowed to Mu Yunlong, smiled and greeted: "Grandpa Mu, do you still remember me?"
Mu Yunlong looked at the handsome young man in white in front of him and nodded with a smile: "You are the grandson of Lao Song, right? When you were admitted to Lingnan University, your grandfather invited me to the entrance banquet. It has been six years. "
Song Mingyang felt overjoyed when he saw that Mu Yunlong still remembered him.
"Mr. Mu, I have prepared a gift for you today. I will show it to you later when it is convenient. I guarantee you will be very interested."
"Oh? You are so famous." Mu Yunlong smiled and said, "Don't let me down in the martial arts competition later. Whether you can enter Jianglin Court depends on your performance today. I am very optimistic about it. You."
"Mr. Mu, Ming Yang will definitely live up to your expectations." Song Mingyang nodded.
Afterwards, Mu Yunlong glanced around and looked at Zhong Zhanguo: "Brother Zhong, who is the other young man?"
Zhong Zhanguo waved to Chu Yang, who was standing behind the crowd, and shouted: "Chu Yang, come here, come here."
Chu Yang walked out of the crowd, came to Mu Yunlong, cupped his fists and said, "Hello, Mr. Mu."
Mu Yunlong's tiger eyes were bright, he looked at Chu Yang, nodded and said: "Not bad, he is also a good young man."
"Brother Zhong, who does this young man belong to?"
Mu Yunlong thought he was the descendant of another friend, otherwise he would not have been supported by Zhong Warring States.
In fact, Zhong Zhanguo only knew that Chu Yang was an orphan who had worked as a veterinarian and as a door-to-door son-in-law, but Zhong Zhanguo didn't want to embarrass Chu Yang so he didn't tell him directly.
Before Zhong Zhanguo could think of a clever answer, he saw Guo Zhengde reveal a malicious smile: "General Mu, this kid's identity is so special that it will definitely exceed your expectations."
"Really? I'd like to hear about a special method." Mu Yunlong asked.
Guo Zhengde had a sinister smile on his face and was about to continue speaking. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Zhong Zhanguo.
Song Mingyang was on the side, looking like a spectator.
Zhong Zhanguo hurriedly changed the topic: "Brother Mu, let's go in, sit down, drink tea, and talk slowly."
"Okay, listen to Brother Zhong." Mu Yunlong smiled and nodded.
As Zhong Warring States and Mu Yunlong entered the venue, the other big guys also re-entered the venue.
Outside the gate of Sihai Mansion, there was a lot of hustle and bustle, and many people stood all over the street, blocking the street with water, but it was not clear what the big guys were talking about inside.
No wonder Zhong Warring States did not choose to go in public this time. It seemed that he had foresight. However, it also caused road congestion.
"Heihu, arrange your seats immediately."
Zhong Zhanguo ordered to Dong Heihu behind him.
Dong Heihu nodded and began to arrange seats for several heavyweights from Jiangbei and Lingnan.
For the upper class circles, the seat position represents the person's status level, which is particularly important no matter what the occasion.
Two rows of huanghuali wood Taishi chairs are arranged neatly.
"Mr. Mu, please sit down."
