Zhang Jiaqiang was immediately stunned. Someone hired someone to choose a son-in-law?
This guy is so weird!
The guy said with a silly smile.
"I am an only son, and I want to find him a supporter for the rest of his life, but he is not very good-looking. He probably won't be able to pass in the ring. So, if you go for my son, no matter whether he can pass or not, I will give it to you in the end. Five hundred yuan as a thank you fee, if it passes, I’ll give you one thousand yuan, what do you think?”
Zhang Jiaqiang almost burst into laughter and thought to himself, if he really passed the test and was attracted by Zhuang Xinyan, who would care about the thousand yuan?
Could it be that the person in front of me is a fool?
The man seemed to see what Zhang Jiaqiang was thinking, and said with his eyes widened.
"Don't be misguided. If you dare to be cunning, I will destroy your whole family. You can ask me about my name as the Black-faced Flying Dragon!"
Zhang Jiaqiang recalled carefully, but he remembered that the taxi driver had said that the most powerful boss in Heishui Village had this name.
It turns out that I met this guy, but how could he come up with such a wicked and heartless idea!
And judging by his posture, if he doesn't agree, he will definitely not give in.
Conflict with this guy at this moment will cause a lot of trouble, and even get hurt if it doesn't go well.
It's better to use a trick and find a way to entangle this guy with the old ghost after they get into the ring. Then there may be a chance to catch them all.
There is more than one force coming today. Judging from the appearance, all the big and small forces in Heishui Village are participating. If you are lucky, you can take the opportunity to deal with them in one fell swoop and eradicate these cancers for the local area!
Thinking of this, Zhang Jiaqiang pretended to be embarrassed and said.
"It's okay if I agree, but I still have to go see my relatives with my cousin. How about you give me money in advance and I'll ask my cousin to go for me!"
The black-faced Feilong was very happy and immediately asked his subordinates to take out the money and hand it to Zhang Jiaqiang.
He quietly pulled Tie Zhu aside and whispered.
"You call Lao Zhou immediately and explain the situation here clearly. I will find a way to cause a conflict between several groups of them. If the time is right, I will catch them all!"
"Brother, it's too dangerous, why not let me protect you..."
Zhang Jiaqiang glared, "This is an order!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the ring.
Tie Zhu was so anxious that he could only act in strict accordance with Zhang Jiaqiang's instructions.
"Give me up, get out of my way!"
"Whoever dares to stand in Brother Feilong's way is seeking death!"
The men of the black-faced flying dragon were extremely arrogant and tyrannically separated the crowd.
When passers-by heard that he was coming, they immediately made way for a path leading to the ring.
Zhang Jiaqiang quickly arrived at the registration office under their escort.
One of the guys went up and paid the registration fee. Zhang Jiaqiang received a number plate with a number on it and just waited for his number to be called on stage.
Time flies, hundreds of people have completed their registration, and they are called into the ring in batches of ten people in order.
Zhang Jiaqiang came relatively late and called him up during the eighth batch.
When I came to the high platform, I found that in addition to the old ghost and the others, there were seven silly young men standing on one side. It seemed that they should be the winners of the previous batches and were waiting for the final decision together.
The ten people who took the stage with Zhang Jiaqiang stood together.
The old ghost came over in person, looked them over and said, "The first round is a competition for financial resources. Whether you are yourself or your family, you must show proof of how much wealth you have. The one who ranks first among the ten people can stay, and the rest can all disuse."
People who came on stage immediately began to take things out, and all kinds of bankbooks and real estate certificates were placed on the table.
Zhang Jiaqiang also took out what Black-faced Feilong had prepared.
At this moment, Zhuang Xinyan saw Zhang Jiaqiang, with surprise in her beautiful eyes.
She lowered her voice and whispered to her father beside her.
"Dad, the person I was talking about is here!"
Zhuang Zizhou looked at Zhang Jiaqiang and nodded with satisfaction.
"The appearance is not bad. Are you sure he can talk to the chief director?"
Zhuang Xinyan smiled like a fox, "My daughter has arranged for someone to inquire. This person is definitely a relative of Director Zhou. He seemed to have entered the fire to save Director Zhou that day. Whether we can deal with the old ghost depends on him!"
Zhuang Zizhou said nothing, stood up slowly, and walked towards the back.
The old ghost began to arrange for his men to come forward to check those things one by one, and shouted out their financial resources.
"No. 81, bankbook worth 100,000 yuan, gold and silver jewelry equivalent to 50,000 yuan, cash..."
These days, someone with 100,000 yuan is considered a rich man, which immediately caused the people below to exclaim.
As he read out someone else's stuff, the audience screamed in surprise.
Since these people are willing to spend 10,000 yuan to sign up, they must have rich families and are not ordinary people.
When he came to Zhang Jiaqiang and glanced at the table, there was only a small green notebook on the table. The guy was stunned when he opened it.
He stammered after a long while.
"A business license for the Blackwater Town Construction Company, worth, worth... several million!"
The audience was silent for several seconds before a thunderous commotion broke out.
"It turns out he is the master of Feilong!"
"Oh my gosh, it must be him this time!"
"If Master Feilong cooperates with Zhuang Zizhou, he will not be able to unify the entire Blackwater Town!"
"Blackwater Town is nothing. If they join forces, they can even capture Yinzhou in the future!"
The contestants on the stage, who were originally very proud, now have their heads hanging down.
The old ghost directly announced that the winner of the eighth game was Blackwater Construction Company.
After this guy finished speaking, he looked around the audience intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was looking for the black-faced flying dragon.
Soon the remaining two groups also completed the financial competition.
The last ten winners stood in the middle of the high platform.
At this time, the old ghost announced the start of the second competition.
As he finished speaking, more than a dozen aunts came out from behind.
Standing in front of the contestants and judging them as they come, it feels like you are selecting livestock at the market.
It took a long time for these aunts to finish talking, and then they threw a red bean in their hands in front of the players they liked.
Soon these aunts finished voting and retreated.
Lao Gui and Zhuang Zizhou came to the front and carefully checked the number of red beans in front of everyone.
Finally, the top three with the largest number were selected.
Zhang Jiaqiang was among them, along with a handsome young man and an uncle who was nearly fifty years old!
The young man and Zhang Jiaqiang naturally had no objections, but this uncle made the audience sigh.
Many people cursed that there was a behind-the-scenes operation.
Zhang Jiaqiang guessed that this uncle was probably the son of the old ghost.
Zhuang Xinyan once said that the old ghost has been deliberately plotting to seize the banker's property, and more than once wanted his son to marry Zhuang Xinyan.
In this way, he can take over the family property in a logical manner, and even kill Zhuang Zizhou.
Although there was a lot of scolding in the audience, it did not affect the progress of the selection on stage at all.
The old ghost announced that it was entering the third stage, a talent competition.
Zhang Jiaqiang frowned secretly, should he let them sing and dance?
This time it was troublesome. He was not used to showing off in front of so many people, but he couldn't do it without competing!
At this time, the old ghost actually took out three small boxes and placed them in front of the three people.
The old ghost said in a deep voice, "These are the test questions for the third level!"
