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Chapter 46 [I Choose to Be Shameless (Please Read)]

Zuixianlou is famous for its expensiveness in Qinghe Town.

This building has three floors. The lobby on the first floor is for individual guests. The second floor is for private rooms, and you can't go down without more than ten taels of silver. The top floor is only open to people of noble status.

Although it was not yet the end of the You hour, some people had already arrived early.

There are guards at the main entrance of the restaurant and the entrance to the third floor to prevent people who are unclear about their identities from sneaking in.

The people in charge of guarding the gate were not others but the three people who were promoted to the inner courtyard from the branch courtyard with He Sheng three months ago.

"Brother He, please come in."

The three people's attitudes changed drastically, and they were no longer as arrogant as before. It's not surprising, being a dog of a wealthy family, isn't the status higher than that of a mere peasant?
Just yesterday, when I saw someone crushing Liu Wu with a crushing attitude, my attitude towards him naturally changed.

In half a year, he was promoted to the first-class lower strength realm of flesh refining with the Luohan Fist, and was favored by the senior sister. The combination of these two factors made people more or less ignore his identity as a farmer's son.

At worst, my future development will be better than that of the three of them.

He usually didn't pay much attention to the three people, nor did he deliberately make things difficult for them. Climbing all the way to the third floor, there were already more than ten people in the hall, sitting in seats and chatting with each other.

This banquet adopted the system of separate meals rather than shared meals.

There was a long table for two people, and behind the table was a mat made of animal skins.

There were a few familiar outer courtyard disciples in this group, probably the lackeys of Mr. Zhao II, with a relatively high status. The rest were some unknown people, all of whom were strong and sturdy, exuding a fierce aura.

I think it should be the senior brothers from the inner courtyard.

Don't ever forget that the second young master is a top disciple in the inner courtyard.

He Sheng walked to the corner and sat on the ground alone.

He personally doesn't like to attract attention, so it's okay to be low-key.

At the end of the You hour, the second son of the Zhao family, the host, arrived late. Along with him came his sister, Zhao Yinling.

It must be said that the brother and sister are handsome and beautiful, worthy of being from the Zhao family, one of the three great local tyrants in Leting County. Generations of family heads have improved their genes through marriage, so it is difficult for them to have ugly children.

Zhao Er said some polite words, waved his hand, and started the meal.

Zuixianlou is worthy of being the most expensive restaurant in Qinghe Town, the food tastes amazing.

The only thing that makes someone feel a bit annoyed is, what can a small portion do at a time? Does it mean that the tire restaurant in the previous life learned this stinginess from you?

If the occasion had been right, he would have wanted to imitate Andy Lau and have a famous scene with the waitress serving the dishes, saying that each person would get a large plate, so that the foreigners next door would see and think that I can't afford it!
After half an hour, they had eaten and drunk their fill.

He Sheng's mood eased a lot. Looking at the Second Master Zhao, who was chatting enthusiastically with others and raising his voice when he was happy, he shook his head and stood up to leave.

I thought the other party would continue to recruit him, but it turned out that I was overthinking.

That’s good, so I don’t have to waste my breath on making excuses.

At the head of the table, the second young master Zhao saw his back, glanced at his subordinates who were chatting happily, and winked at his sister who was sitting next to him.

"Do not worry."

Zhao Yinling stood up and walked slowly towards the door.

"Mr. He, please stay."

"???"

"There is a rest room next to it."

"!!!"

He Sheng is not making a fuss out of nothing. What the other party said can be interpreted from many perspectives.

Led by the maid, the two came to a more private room. "Mr. He, I'm here to ask you on behalf of my brother if you are interested in joining the Zhao family and becoming a worshiper."

"Oh?"

At this moment, he was surprised again.

The worshipper is completely different from the subordinates, guards, and shopkeepers. At least his status is the same as that of the master. If the relationship between the two parties is bad, the worshipper can leave at any time.

It’s a bit similar to the meaning of partners in the previous life.

"This is the contract document."

Miss Zhao took the paper handed to her by the maid and put it on the table.

He picked it up and examined it carefully by candlelight.

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Well, the contract clearly stated that the Zhao family would provide him with all the resources related to practicing boxing, and would also give him an additional salary of one hundred taels per month.

In addition, if he could successfully enter the inner court before the age of 18, the Zhao family could marry a concubine. If he became a formal disciple of the King Kong Hall Master before the age of 20, he would automatically become a family worshiper.

With a monthly salary of 500 taels, he didn't have to do anything except practice boxing to improve his realm. Occasionally, he would help the Zhao family when they encountered difficulties.

What should I do if the above hard conditions are not met?
Work to pay off debts.

Either he could join the Zhao family's business as a thug, or he could be a security guard. Anyway, he had to pay back two-thirds of the money the Zhao family had spent on him.

Suddenly, you can go or stay, it’s up to you.

"It's the art of speaking."

The contract in his hand clearly stated that he would not suffer any loss.

If He Sheng really succeeded in becoming the official disciple of the King Kong Hall Master at the age of 20, the Zhao family would make a huge profit. If he failed, they would not lose out either, as the contract document would be downgraded to a lackey contract on the spot.

After all, the talent recognized by the senior sister from the outer courtyard is worth a gamble by the Zhao family.

"Miss Zhao, please forgive me for my lack of talent and knowledge. I am not qualified to be the Zhao family's servant." After he finished speaking, he put down the document and contract, turned around and left the room.

"Miss, this man really doesn't know what's good for him." When the gatehouse was closed, the maid beside Zhao Yinling was the first to quit.

"Everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced." To be honest, Miss Zhao was not disappointed as she was just a person with some talent in boxing.

I wonder how many young people like the one who just left the Zhao family had invested in advance, but who succeeded in the end?
It's just a lottery, it doesn't cost much money, but it's a habit I've developed over the years, and when I meet a slightly nice person, I will subconsciously invest.

"Let's go."

Miss Zhao led her maid away and returned to the head of the table. Facing her brother's gaze and inquiries, she shook her head slightly.

When Mr. Zhao Er saw this, he was a little disappointed.

He had an inexplicable intuition that the boy he first met in the outer courtyard was not simple. Otherwise, did he really think that he, Zhao Laoer, was someone who could be easily persuaded?

On the way, the person looked at the starry sky and felt a little agitated.

I learned from Senior Brother Zhou that the fastest person from the outer courtyard to be promoted to the inner courtyard took a full six months. The later ones took a year or so. The reason? The talented ones were taken in early by the inner courtyard, so how could they stay in the outer courtyard and delay others.

"It will take at least a year to learn to a middle-class level. But I can't wait." He walked to the door of his house in silence, and made up his mind to learn from him! !
If it weren't for the "Small Town Butcher" copy with various invisible bonuses, he would definitely choose to show his talent again and enter the inner courtyard as soon as possible. After all, time waits for no one.

"You don't need any profound formulas or instructions. You just need to remember the boxing moves. Practice them a hundred times in the novice dungeon and they will naturally become solidified into skills."

It seems that I can only be a junior fellow from the outer courtyard who has no idea of ​​the seriousness of the matter and is somewhat shameless.

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