Father Wang's black cigar had a special origin, and people who hadn't seen the market would never be able to recognize it. But the head of Kitchen Knife Sect was different. Jiang Haifu was only at the late Golden Core stage, and because his family had been very poor when he was a child, he couldn't be considered a graduate of a famous school. But when all was said and done, he was the head of a sect who had built it. All these years, he had traveled all over the country to collect all kinds of ingredients for delicacies … he could smell what kind of treasure had been added to this cigar with his nose.
While Father Wang was spewing venomous words on the side, Jiang Haifu's subordinates around him couldn't bear it anymore. If it weren't for the fact that there were other parents and teachers here who were concerned about Kitchen Knife Sect's reputation, they would have already rushed over and carried Father Wang away.
But at the same time, when they saw Jiang Haifu's shocked expression, they were also dumbfounded. They rarely saw their sect leader show such an expression.
Jiang Haifu had looked like he couldn't vent his anger earlier, but when he saw that black cigar, he immediately froze like a statue.
After a full minute or so, Jiang Haifu came back to his senses and took out a lighter to light the cigar for Father Wang. He asked weakly, "Brother, this cigar … is pretty good! Where did you buy it? "
Jiang Haifu's tone was completely different from the impatient one before. When he saw Father Wang take out this black cigar, Jiang Haifu felt like he had suffered a great deal in front of Father Wang.
"Oh, a fan gave it to me," Father Wang said lightly as he took a puff on the cigar and blew out a round smoke ring.
The corner of Jiang Haifu's mouth twitched fiercely. "…"
A … a gift?
What kind of fan could give this kind of national treasure cigar as a gift?!
He stared straight at the cigar in Father Wang's hand with an envious expression on his face. It was hard for anyone below the Golden Core stage to understand the effect of this cigar. Even the smoke it exhaled didn't choke you at all, and instead had the indescribable fragrance of a high-grade perfume.
Especially in the process of closed-door cultivation, if one could smoke such a cigar every day, it would simply be half the effort and twice the result. Moreover, it would also have the effect of preventing one from going berserk … There was a saying that a cigarette after an affair was better than a living immortal.
This kind of national treasure cigar could only be found by luck.
Father Wang stared at Jiang Haifu and understood from the look in his eyes. He smiled slightly. "I only brought one with me today. If you want some, I'll send you some later. That fan of mine would send me some every six months. "
Jiang Haifu was stunned at first, then he smiled like a peach blossom. "How can I do that …"
"We're all parents, don't stand on ceremony! Your son and my son are fellow schoolmates, so we can take care of each other at school in the future. "Father Wang narrowed his eyes and smiled." My son is called Wang Ling, Ling as in command. He's very introverted and probably doesn't have many friends in other classes. "
Jiang Haifu nodded. "That's great! Our family actually runs a restaurant. In the future, if you have time, Brother Wang, please come to my place … "
The Kitchen Knife Sect disciples on the side were dumbfounded. How long had it been? They were already calling each other brothers.
Sometimes, if a girl's way of establishing a friendship was a bag, then a man's way of establishing a friendship might be a cigarette or a glass of wine.
As they spoke, it was almost their turn in the line, and the teacher standing at the school gate very seriously verified their identities. Father Wang stood at the school gate and waited for Wang Ling to come out of the gym.
Standing next to Jiang Haifu, Father Wang pointed at Wang Ling from a distance. "Do you see that handsome dead fish eyes in front? That's my Wang Ling. "
The corner of Jiang Haifu's mouth twitched again. "…"
Jiang Haifu could see that Father Wang's venomous tongue was completely natural and untainted; when it came to venomous words, he wouldn't even let his own son off. What did he mean by handsome dead fish eyes? Was there anyone who talked bad about their own son like that?
Jiang Bai and Jiang Yan came out first and walked in front of Wang Ling.
Seeing that Father Wang had introduced Wang Ling, Jiang Haifu also started to introduce his son. "The one in front wearing a white shirt under the school uniform is my son, Jiang Bai. The girl next to him is my second brother's daughter, Jiang Yan. "
Father Wang tsked. "So thin?"
Jiang Haifu sighed. "Mm … my son's more of a homebody, and usually doesn't eat well. Brother Wang, don't judge me by my burly appearance, I don't believe my son is so thin; he's completely unlike me. He doesn't have the slightest bit of my masculine genes … "
Father Wang couldn't help laughing. "Sometimes, genes really can't be explained clearly by science."
Father Wang felt that he had the most right to speak on this matter.
He and Mother Wang weren't very talented, but they had given birth to Wang Ling …
After picking up Jiang Bai, Jiang Haifu gave Father Wang a business card before he left. Father Wang took it and looked at it carefully, and was surprised to discover that Kikkaro Restaurant was actually one of Jiang Haifu's businesses under Kitchen Knife Sect. When Old Man Wang was young, he had worked at Kikkaro Restaurant for a while. At first, he had entered as a chef, and later as a senior gourmet consultant for a while.
"So this Kikkaro Restaurant is your family's business?" Father Wang raised his eyebrows.
"Mm, it should be our Kitchen Knife Sect's brand. It's the foundation of our Kitchen Knife Sect. All of our business chains revolve around Kikkaro Restaurant's profits. " Jiang Haifu couldn't help laughing. "Actually, I'm lucky. When I was young, I received pointers from an expert, who gave me a recipe. Otherwise, I'm afraid this Kikkaro Restaurant wouldn't have been able to do business …"
And so, Father Wang and Jiang Haifu, the head of Kitchen Knife Sect, got to know each other.
When Wang Ling and Jiang Bai came out of the gym, both of them had blank expressions on their faces.
It turned out that sometimes the friendship between men wasn't that complicated; to put it bluntly, it was just a matter of getting along well.
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After saying goodbye to Jiang Haifu and the others, Father Wang led Wang Ling to a park. The streets were now full of pedestrians, and it would be too eye-catching for Wang Ling to brazenly teleport home.
Furthermore, after the Shuigou Sect incident, all the districts were on high alert. There was a police car parked on almost every street and patrolling officers.
Father Wang sighed deeply at this scene.
"Ling Ling, don't you think there's anything unusual about this? We've already sent out so many police forces, but Shuigou Sect actually didn't leave the slightest trace in the face of such an inescapable net … it's like seeing a ghost! "Father Wang frowned as he looked at Wang Ling.
In this regard, Wang Ling also felt a deep helplessness.
He was actually quite surprised by Shuigou Sect's appearance. After all, Immortal Mansion's limelight hadn't truly died down yet. Just as the country was using the Immortal Mansion incident to launch all kinds of calls to crack down on the dark forces, there just had to be this instigator who liked to go against the wind and commit crimes.
Father Wang had wanted to analyze the incident further, but in the end, just as the father and son approached the park in front of them, they heard the faint scream of a girl up ahead. "You're not my dad! I don't want to go back with you! Who are you?! Let go of me! "
Wang Ling's gaze focused as he looked into the distance.
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