From the time travel, I became extraordinary

These words fell into the ears of Xiang Shige and his son. They looked at each other, obviously a little embarrassed, and fell silent.

Although Jiang Yao did not directly explain the domestic situation he mentioned, Brother Xiang Shi knew very well what it meant.

Even if they wanted to arrange a few people to learn something from Jiang Yao, they would have to pay a huge price.

How could Brother Xiang Shi be so virtuous that he wanted his son to become Jiang Yao's disciple with just one sentence? Is this possible? Does he have such a big face?
Money? Brother Xiang Shi knew without a doubt that Jiang Yao definitely had plenty of it.

As for power? With the Sihai Group, even if Jiang Yao really had such a request, there would be plenty of people willing to work for him, and it seemed that it would not be the Xiang family's turn.

After thinking about it, Brother Xiang Shi simply couldn't think of anything he could come up with to interest Jiang Yao regarding his son's apprenticeship.

After a long silence, he looked helpless and sighed, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I was presumptuous."

"It seems that my boy is not lucky enough to become your disciple."

"Let's say goodbye now. I won't bother you any more."

"If you have anything that requires our help, please don't hesitate. Just one word and we will go through fire and water for you."

……

To be honest, Brother Xiang Shi actually knew very well that it would be very difficult to get Jiang Yao to accept his son, and the chance of success was absolutely pitifully small.

When he brought Xiang Azu here, he had actually already prepared himself mentally to be turned away.

It’s a pity that no matter how well prepared he was, when things really happened, he still felt lost and empty.

If he continued to stay here, even if he didn't mention this matter anymore, he would still feel extremely embarrassed.

With an apologetic look on his face, after making a few polite remarks to Jiang Yao, Brother Xiang Shi stood up, greeted his son Xiang Azu, and the two of them stood up and prepared to leave.

"Qiqi, send Old Xiang off for the two!" Jiang Yao didn't show any intention of trying to keep him. He still sat on the sofa without even getting up.

When he first saw the father and son of the Xiang family coming to his house, he already felt a little unhappy.

After knowing that Brother Xiang Shi was behind Starlight Entertainment and that Manager Huang was his man, Jiang Yao temporarily let go of the grudge because of the sincerity of his apology, thus ending the matter.

However, the proposal that Brother Xiang Shi put forward later was a bit ignorant of the immensity of the world, which made Jiang Yao feel a little disgusted with it.

At this moment, it was already a rare and precious thing that he could ask Qiqi to give Xiang father and son a ride.

"Okay, Brother Yao!" Qiqi, who had been sitting quietly next to Jiang Yao, had been listening to their conversation with her head spinning for a long time.

Like a curious baby, her head was already full of questions. Unfortunately, with Brother Xiang Shi and Xiang A Zuo around, she had to keep all her doubts to herself and it was not convenient to ask directly.

At this moment, hearing Jiang Yao's instructions, she nodded quickly and stood up immediately: "Brother Xiang Shi, Master Xiang is here, please come this way!"

She turned around with a smile and greeted the father and son of the Xiang family.

Perhaps it was because she had seen with her own eyes this famous father and son in the Hong Kong entertainment industry, looking down and groveling in front of her man, she was now much more confident and composed. The astonishment she had felt when she saw the big shots before had long since disappeared.

"Thank you, Miss Qiqi." Brother Xiang Shi nodded politely.

Then, he turned around, bowed to Jiang Yao, and said politely again: "It's a bit rude to come to your house without permission. If you can stay in Hong Kong for a while longer, I will visit you another day."

After saying a few words, he led his son Xiang Azu, followed by Qiqi, and walked towards the door.

After sending the Xiang father and son to the elevator, Qiqi returned to the living room.

She brought a small stool and sat right in front of Jiang Yao. She looked at him carefully from head to toe for a long time.

"You've seen me naked many times."

"You've been staring at me with this look. What? Don't you recognize me? Or is there something on my face?" Jiang Yao took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

Looking at Kiki's appearance in front of him, he had a playful look on his face. While making a few jokes, he opened his mouth and blew a puff of thick smoke directly onto Kiki's pretty face.

"Mr. Lin suddenly came over before. When he was in front of you, I felt that he was trying to please you deliberately."

"Just now, Brother Xiang Shi and Master Xiang were very cautious when they spoke to you, as if they were very afraid of you."

"When you were with me, Brother Yao, you told me that you used to be a security guard."

"A security guard can make Xiang Shi, who is famous in Hong Kong, so scared of you. Is it possible?"

"Who are you, Brother Yao?"

……

With a strange look on her face, Qiqi took a deep breath.

Her mind was already filled with questions, and driven by curiosity, she finally couldn't help but opened her mouth and asked about these things.

"Some time ago, I was in a small county in China. I was bored and worked as a security guard for a while to pass the time."

"Is that a problem, Chichi?"

Jiang Yao shrugged and laughed.

Then, he spoke again and added: "Whether Brother Xiang Shi is afraid of me or not has nothing to do with whether I work as a security guard or not, okay?"

"In fact, it's not just him. In Hong Kong, anyone who knows me, Jiang Yao, whether they are high-ranking officials or wealthy people, are a little afraid of me."

"Do you know why? Because my fists are bigger than theirs!"

While speaking, he waved his fist at Qiqi in a serious manner.

In his normal form, he was ordinary and didn't look strong. His fists were not only about the same size as those of ordinary people, but also looked whiter.

Although what he said was all true, Qiqi was still skeptical.

After staring at Jiang Yao for a long time and not finding anything unusual, she spoke again and asked tentatively, "I seem to have heard from Brother Xiang Shi that your martial arts are superb and you are already at the level of an immortal."

"Is everything he said true?"

"Could it be that Brother Yao, you are the legendary martial arts master?"

"What are you practicing? Nine Yin Manual? Great Shift of the Universe? Or the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Can you tell me how far you have come in your training? Have you developed internal strength? Can you block bullets?"

……

In one breath, Qiqi asked more than a dozen questions.

Although she has not had much exposure to Chinese martial arts or Sanda, she must have understood something about it.

However, in her opinion, although those martial arts masters or Sanda champions are much stronger than ordinary people, it is impossible for them to make a big shot like Brother Xiang Shi so scared.

It didn't take long for her little head to think about it before she connected Jiang Yao with the legendary martial arts master.

After all, in her understanding, only martial arts and internal strength could barely explain what had just happened.

"There is no such thing as Nine Yin Manual and Great Shift of the Universe. They are all made up by others."

"Here, I just practiced a few things randomly."

"As for the level I've reached, I think just blocking a bullet shouldn't be a big problem." Jiang Yao laughed and explained a few words with a smile.

Of course, what he said was not a secret, and ordinary people knew nothing about it.

Here in Hong Kong, the top powerful and wealthy people all have some understanding of their own affairs.

At this moment, since Qiqi asked, Jiang Yao was too lazy to continue hiding anything.

"Can it really block bullets?" Qiqi was stunned.

Then, her eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood something. She gave Jiang Yao a thumbs up and said, "Great, Brother Yao!"

"No wonder Brother Xiang Shi and the others are so afraid of you."

"No wonder you were able to catch such a big giant squid with your bare hands on a yacht."

"Originally, Brother Yao, you were not pretending to be calm at that time, but you really have the ability and confidence!"

While he was talking, Qiqi, who was originally sitting on the stool, had moved her position and sat in Jiang Yao's arms at some point.

With a pair of big eyes blinking, she leaned close to Jiang Yao's ear and said, "Brother Yao, I'm in good condition. How about we go back to the room?"

Men conquer the world, women conquer men.

From Jiang Yao's words, although Qiqi was not quite clear about how powerful the man in front of her was, this did not prevent her from wanting to conquer Jiang Yao and hold him under her.

There seemed to be stars in her beautiful eyes. Although she did not say some things directly, the meaning implied in them would be understood instantly by anyone, not just Jiang Yao.

"With your fighting ability, you dare to provoke me?"

"You're quite courageous. I hope you won't kneel down in front of me and call me daddy later!"

As if there was some hidden meaning behind this, Jiang Yao laughed dryly twice.

He stood up, picked up Qiqi, and strode towards the bedroom door not far away.

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Time always passes quickly in peace.

In a blink of an eye, more than a week has passed.

Following Jiang Yao's advice, Qiqi has been working as the artist manager at China Star Entertainment Group for several days.

Although she had never done this kind of work before, Brother Xiang Shi invited her over without expecting her to really achieve anything.

As the manager of the artist department, she has several deputy managers to assist her. On weekdays, her work is relatively easy and there are not many things that really require her to deal with.

Without her following him every day, Jiang Yao had plenty of private time and lived a very good life.

He was a little hungry at home, so he would run to Mr. Yang of the Yinhuang Group whenever he had nothing to do.

There are abundant resources there, and the wild food tastes fresh and delicious.

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon, in a luxurious suite in a five-star hotel in Central.

Jiang Yao had just seen off a few of his newly adopted goddaughters. He packed up and was about to leave when his personal phone suddenly started ringing wildly.

Pulling out his cell phone, he looked at the phone number on it.

Seeing that the caller ID was from China, he frowned, hesitated for a moment, and directly pressed the answer button: "Hello, who is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone responded immediately: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am Zhu Mingxu."

"We have encountered some very difficult problems here and need your help."

"I wonder if you have some free time to come to Kyoto."

……

After leaving the British Empire and drifting on the sea for so many days, Jiang Yao returned to Hong Kong. Although he had changed his phone number, it would not be difficult to find his contact information in China.

He has always been reluctant to deal with official figures like Zhu Mingxu. After all, when it comes to domestic officials, if one is not careful, a great terror that can wipe out everything will suddenly come.

Before Zhu Mingxu could finish his words, Jiang Yao interrupted him: "Excuse me, Xiao Zhu, I just adopted a few goddaughters and need to check their health regularly."

"I've been busy these past few days and probably won't be able to spare the time."

"Alright, that's it for now. I have something else to do. I'll hang up now!"

……

After a few words, Jiang Yao hung up the phone without saying anything else.

When he had just returned to his hometown in the small county, when Zhu Mingxu came to him, he had promised that if he came across anything that interested them, he would help them deal with it.

However, the affairs of the British Empire had made him very dissatisfied with Zhu Mingxu and others.

Although he was in Hong Kong, Jiang Yao also took time to browse domestic news.

Basically, the things that occupy the top few places on the hot search list every day are either the gossip about some internet celebrity or some celebrity.

Everything is peaceful over there, with good weather and good harvests. People are still enjoying entertainment to death, and there is no news related to natural disasters or man-made disasters circulating on the Internet.

Although it was not clear what the difficult matter Zhu Mingxu was talking about was, Jiang Yao thought it should not be a big deal.

Whenever he encountered a little problem, he would ask me for help, and even call me and ask me to rush to Kyoto...

Who do they think they are? And what do they think of Jiang Yao?
Jiang Yao was very tolerant by simply hanging up the phone without scolding Zhu Mingxu directly, which was considered to be giving great face to those people above.

He put his phone back in his pocket and was about to leave. Just as he reached the door of the room, the phone started ringing again.

"Damn, this isn't over yet!"

"Some people, even if you give them some color, they still like to open a dyeing factory."

"Is it because I was too low-key during my return and didn't kill many powerful people, so those people above me think I'm easy to talk to and fool?"

Taking out his cell phone, Jiang Yao saw the same phone number displayed on the screen. He looked unhappy and cursed under his breath.

Jiang always does things according to his own mood and will not tolerate other people's comments.

Here in Hong Kong, he lives a very comfortable life every day and hasn't had enough fun.

No matter when to go back, others can’t say no. It will only count if he makes the decision himself.

Zhu Mingxu's phone call might have been inspired by some of the bigwigs above, but so what?

With enough strength as a backing, in the real world, the world is so big that Jiang Yao doesn't think anyone has a fist bigger than his.

Seeing that the call was from Zhu Mingxu again, Jiang Yao pressed the reject button.

"Now it should finally be quiet!" He was about to put away his phone, but after thinking about it, he simply turned it off and put it back in his pocket.

He muttered something, nodded in satisfaction, and strode out of the room. (End of this chapter)