1263: C1263 Priceless Admittance

C1263 Priceless Admittance

"Grandfather, beauty, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been rude to you just now! "

Elder Brother Gaang knelt in front of the gentle old man and started kowtowing.

The old man and Xiao Rou were still sulking, but the old man was clear that he was defeated by Elder Brother Gaang. If the young man didn't appear, he would have long been hospitalized.

After making Elder Brother Gaang kneel on the ground for more than ten minutes, the old man impatiently waved his hand: "Scram, don't bully the old anymore! Otherwise, it would not be as simple as having your hands and feet broken! "

Elder Brother Gaang hurriedly agreed, then limped out of the park with the support of his two henchmen.

However, Xiao Rou was still resentful. She waited for them to take a few steps before she quietly followed up and kicked Elder Brother Gaang in the crotch:

"You still dare to play hooligan with girls in the future?"

Elder Brother Gaang cried out in pain and fainted from the pain.

At this time, the surrounding people who were spectating for fun all dispersed.

The old man went up and thanked him:

"Young man, thank you for saving us earlier! This old one is Ding Fansheng, I thank you for this! "

Ye Mo quickly smiled and said,

"Old sir, thank you. I'm Ye Mo. It just happened to be passing by. "

Ding Fansheng nodded and looked at Ye Mo appreciatively. He exclaimed in his heart:

Indeed, the future of the Yangtze River pushed forward!

I, Ding, am also a martial artist. I've practiced for at least forty years, but I'm still not half as strong as this little kid!

Ding Fansheng's thoughts were to put gold on his face!

He had been obsessed with martial arts since he was young. It was true that he had practiced martial arts for many years, but this guy didn't have any talent in martial arts.

However, he was extremely talented in business, and his luck was also quite good. He would be able to make money with his eyes closed when he invested.

In the beginning, his Ding Family was already an established family, but in his hands, they rose higher and higher, like the sun in the sky.

Ding Fansheng, who mentioned the Ding Group now, was known by a few people.

After training his son into a successor, Ding Fansheng didn't stay idle. As long as he had the time, he would go around looking for a martial arts master.

But he didn't have that kind of talent, and even the word "hard work" didn't work on him.

He practiced all the way until he was eighty, but he didn't have much achievement in martial arts. On the contrary, his body was becoming more and more solid.

Today, after exchanging blows with Elder Brother Gaang, he already felt that there was a heaven above the heavens and a man beyond the heavens.

After witnessing Ye Mo's skill just now, it made him even more amazed: This is more than a heaven above the heavens! It was as if there was an immortal in the heavens!

Thinking of this, Ding Fansheng had a thought.

He straightened his clothes and did an astonishing action.

"Little friend Ye Mo, Ding Fansheng has always liked martial arts contestants. I hope that you will accept me as your disciple and teach me how to lift my head. Ding Fansheng will be extremely grateful!"

He bent down and bowed with a very solemn expression. Even Ding Rou, his grandson, was dumbfounded by what he saw!

What kind of status did his grandfather have? He was the dignified chairman of the Ben Group... His father!

It could be said that in this city, there were less than five people who could afford this bow of his!

But now, he was actually so respectful to a kid who was around the same age as his granddaughter.

If this were to spread out, wouldn't it make people feel that it was inconceivable?

"Grandfather, it's rare to see a martial arts fanatic like you."

Ding Rou sighed helplessly in her heart, but she had no choice but to admit one fact.

Ye Mo's skills were indeed very rare. It was fortunate for him to be able to become Ye Mo's disciple.

Seeing that Ye Mo didn't express his opinion, Ding Fansheng immediately said politely:

"Master Ye, I have some small businesses, and I can make a lot of them. If Master Ye can accept me, I will definitely give you 10 million as a fee to become your disciple. "

When Ye Mo heard this, he remained calm.

Ten million was indeed an astronomical amount to him in the past. It was enough to change his fate.

However, for a Transcender like him, there weren't many.

As long as he continued to develop like this in the game, he would be able to earn a hundred million, let alone ten million.

If he took Ding Fansheng in as his disciple, he would have to spend a lot of time to teach him martial arts, not to mention other things.

If he had the time, wouldn't he be happier when he transmigrated into the game to earn money?

Ye Mo gave an even more surprising answer.

"Mr. Ding, this little bit of martial arts is not worthy of teaching my disciple."

"Furthermore, I am running out of time right now. I can't spare the time to teach others martial arts."

"I appreciate your kindness, but it's best if you don't acknowledge me as your master."

Hearing that, Ding Rou chuckled softly. "Hmph, self-righteous. "He really thinks of himself as someone great."

As far as she was concerned, her grandfather taking out 10 million as his disciple was already a sky-high price.

Moreover, after taking in his grandfather as his disciple, there was only one path left for this kid in the future:

Marry the rich and beautiful, ascend to the peak of life, lie down on the pile of money to sleep every day.

But this seemingly handsome kid actually rejected it?

If he wasn't arrogant, what else could he be?

However, in Ding Fansheng's heart, he didn't think so. This guy had come into contact with too many martial arts practitioners.

Therefore, in his heart, those who practiced martial arts all had their own pride and character that was different from ordinary people.

Which truly powerful master didn't take in a student at the ninth level of the Prodigious Ascension Examination or nine times out of ten? If she could accept him for ten million, then her master wouldn't be any better.

After all, in the eyes of those who were obsessed with martial arts, money was nothing but dirt. To be able to bring up a few outstanding disciples and bring glory to their sect was their true goal!

That's right, this outstanding disciple was naturally me!

Ding Fansheng immediately begged again. Seeing that Ye Mo still had no intention of letting him go, he could only helplessly sigh.0

"Sigh, since Master Ye looks down on me, I can only work even harder and try my best to get under your name as soon as possible."

Then, he took out a business card and respectfully presented it to Ye Mo.

"Master Ye, this is this old man's name card. If you encounter any problems in the city, please call me anytime." I can't settle the matter of killing people, but I think I can handle some small problems for you. "

"Ding Rou, write down Master Ye's number. I will hold a feast at home in a few days to properly entertain him and thank him for saving my life."

Ding Rou had no choice but to take out her phone and save Ye Mo's number even though she was reluctant to do so.

Ye Mo wanted to leave, so he didn't refuse and put the business card into his pocket: "Okay, then I'll go first. We'll talk about it in detail later. "

With that, Ye Mo walked towards the depths of the park.

Watching him leave, Ding Rou said disdainfully, "Grandpa, he is just pretending. He is waiting for you to raise the price. Why do you think so highly of him? "

Ding Fansheng looked at Ye Mo's background and sighed:

"This is exactly what we martial cultivators emphasize …"

"Grandfather, you're still talking about your own martial arts practice?" Ding Rou asked back, "Today's matter, I will go back and tell my father. I want to see how someone like you, a martial arts practitioner, will explain it to your son!"

Ding Fansheng immediately laughed.

"Hmm, Xiao Rou, you said you liked a set of jewelry last time, but your dad wouldn't buy it for you, right?"

Xiao Rou shook her head, "Grandfather, you remembered wrongly. It's not one set, but three sets!"

Ding Fansheng took the hint and smiled.

"Never mind, don't worry about those. I'll get my accountant, Song, to give you some money. If you want a few, then buy a few." Of course, this money is the same as what happened today.

Ding Rou said with a mischievous smile.

"Don't worry, Comrade Ding. I am aware of this little bit of secrecy."

"Only someone like you can be considered a martial artist!"

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