"Haha, Old Liu, why are you here?" It was not easy to meet an acquaintance here. Hong Dali rushed forward to distribute the beans. "Come, come, come, I found something new. Everyone, share some." Saying so, the two of them grabbed a handful each.
"Today is the official day of enrollment. We're recruiting some students to increase the popularity." Liu Mingxin grinned. "Xiao Ming and I came to send those children over. Once we heard that they are your friends, the school directly accepted them." Saying so, Liu Mingxin smacked his lips. "Young Master Dali, you're the most respected. Mentioning your name is always useful!"
Xiao Ming covered her mouth and laughed. "If I didn't mention you, Meiqin and the rest wouldn't even be able to enter."
The school is recruiting students today? Why didn't I know about it? Hong Dali looked at the Bureau Chief. "Uncle Chief, you brought me here today because the school is recruiting students?"
"Of course." The Bureau Chief smiled. "You don't know, right? This place is quite popular now. As the honorary director, you have to be present on such a big day of enrollment. "
"I don't need to say anything, right?" Hong Dali stared. "I hate talking!"
"No need, no need. Just take it as an inspection." The Bureau Chief looked at Liu Mingxin. "Liu Mingxin from the Liu Family, right? Hehe, I've heard of you. Young talent, not bad."
"I'm still not as good as you." Liu Mingxin humbly said, "Greetings, Senior." This fellow was always so unhurried and elegant. The Bureau Chief secretly nodded and smiled. "En, not bad. You have a bright future."
Who was the Bureau Chief? He was the head of the National Security Bureau. If he said he had a bright future, then he definitely had a bright future.
After greeting them, the Bureau Chief led the way inside. As he walked, he said, "Let's go in and take a look. But why are there so many people today? "
Once they entered the school gate, everyone was stunned.
Speaking of which, the general outline of this place had only just been built. The internal facilities and the like had not even been seen yet. But now, it was already filled with blonde foreigners and reporters from various countries carrying cameras. There were even quite a number of tour guides and translators. Hong Dali was stunned. The Bureau Chief was stunned as well. "What's going on today? Why are there so many reporters? "
School was starting today, and it was understandable that many parents wanted to send their children to school. But what were so many reporters trying to do?
At this time, some tour guides saw Hong Dali and his group and pointed at them. Then, a bunch of reporters fearlessly surrounded them and took pictures.
A big foreigner with hair as yellow as a gold brick rushed over, the microphone in his hand almost touching Hong Dali's face. "You're Mr. Young Master Hong Dali, right? Hello, I'm your crazy fan. My name is John, I'm John. I'm a reporter from Merika Magazine. I 'Dali John, I'm John John.
"Yo, Heavenly State's words are not bad." Hong Dali directly made a very cool gesture. "Ask whatever you want!"
"What do you want to ask?" The reporters hurriedly noted it down in their notebooks. "Mr. John John John is very easy to talk to and very amiable!"
John was a little embarrassed that Hong Dali was so easy to talk to. He said, "Besides being a reporter, I'm also a martial arts enthusiast. I tried my best to get this job. I'm very curious. I heard that Mr. Young Master hired a super martial arts master, Mr. Wang Daoming, to be a teacher in your school. What price did you offer him before he agreed?"
"Price?" Hong Dali asked curiously. "I didn't offer him any price. There's a shortage of teachers here, so I asked him to teach students."
"You didn't offer him a price?" At this time, a foreigner beside John said disdainfully, "Mr. Young Master, I think you should tell us the truth. Mr. Wang Daoming is so skilled in martial arts. How could he not offer him a price? An annual salary of one million? Or two million? "
Hong Dali was very depressed at this reporter's words — why didn't anyone believe him when he told the truth?
John hurriedly introduced. "This is Da Lei from the New York Times. We're good friends."
The Bureau Chief whispered, "These two are reporters from the world's mainstream media. There are quite a number of people from other famous magazines, newspapers, and radio stations. Deal with them carefully. Don't embarrass the Heavenly State."
"Oh …" Hong Dali agreed and directly instructed Ling Xiaoyi. "Xiaoyi, you tell them."
"Young Master indeed didn't offer him a price." Ling Xiaoyi received the order and instantly smiled. "In fact, it was Master Wang who volunteered to come here to teach. Master Wang felt that our Heavenly State's martial arts should be carried forward and flourished."
Ling Xiaoyi's words were loud and clear. The surrounding reporters held their cameras and snapped furiously. Then, they wrote down in their notebooks: "Young Master wants to carry forward and flourish the Heavenly State's martial arts." The foreign reporters wrote: "In the future, you must avoid physical conflicts with the people of the Heavenly State …"
The Bureau Chief secretly nodded. As expected of Hong Dali's number one lackey. He was indeed very capable. His ability to adapt to changing circumstances was not something that ordinary people could do.
Just then, another reporter said, "Mr. Young Master, I heard that you bought two empty aircraft carriers from our country. May I ask if this is your usual way of squandering? Those two aircraft carriers, other than being used as ships, don't seem to have any other purpose? "
This reporter's words were very sarcastic. What he meant was that Hong Dali had spent so much money to buy two pieces of trash. In the end, he brought them back and treated them like treasures. The military strength of the Heavenly State was not very promising.
As expected, once he said this, the Bureau Chief and the others' expressions instantly changed. It wasn't a big deal for Merika to buy an aircraft carrier. However, the Heavenly State bought two useless empty shells. This was indeed not a good thing to hear.
"Oh, that." Hong Dali didn't express anything. "Actually, I just think that it's quite fun. It's not bad as a toy. It's okay to use it as a yacht out to sea."
Once Hong Dali said this, the surrounding people of the Heavenly State instantly cheered loudly!
This reporter's sarcastic question was very sarcastic. Hong Dali's reply was very clever. Without understanding his expression, he suppressed the reporter's question — your country's aircraft carriers, in my eyes, are just toys or yachts …
That reporter was obviously very patriotic. He fiercely glared at Hong Dali and then wrote down on a piece of paper. "Hong Dali is arrogant and arrogant. He doesn't respect our Merika at all!"
It could be seen that this group of reporters came with ill intentions. Just as the reporter who mocked Hong Dali left, a muscular man suddenly slithered over from the back of the group like a snake. He said in a stiff Chinese accent, "You are Mr. Hong Dali, right? I heard that Wang Daoming's martial arts are very powerful. I wonder if I have the honor to spar with him? Let's see if our Jaban empire's Karate is more powerful or your country's martial arts is more powerful! "
Hong Dali glanced at him and asked, "You came all the way here just to get beaten up?"
This guy still didn't know that Toyoda Conglomerate's Tarō Gohon had always wanted to assassinate him …
That man raised his head and chest and said, "My name is Adachi Yūya. I am the Jaban empire's professional Karate champion for three years. I think that my martial arts should not be any worse than Mr. Wang Daoming's, or maybe even better!"
His words were not polite at all. Basically, if he just raised a sign saying "Sick Man of East Asia," he would be able to act in "The Essence of Martial Arts" …
But look at this guy. Should Hong Dali beat him up, beat him up, or beat him up?
The surrounding people gritted their teeth in anger. This guy actually dared to say that his martial arts were better than Wang Daoming's. They could not let him get away with it. Beat him up! He had to beat him up, and he had to beat him up ruthlessly!
The problem was, Hong Dali was a pacifist. He would definitely not beat him up — so he asked his lackey to beat him up, and it was a female one … Hong Dali casually pointed at a female lackey beside him. "You play with him, just don't beat him to death."
Anyway, I have a halo. Why would I be afraid of you?
"Okay." Hearing Hong Dali's words, the female lackey instantly stepped forward and nodded at Adachi Yūya. "Please."
There's going to be a good show!
Once everyone saw that Hong Dali actually sent out such a skinny lackey dressed in a pretty maid outfit to fight, they instantly became excited! This was going to be a good show! A young lady going up against the Jaban Empire's three-time professional Karate champion. Just this alone was enough to make the headlines!
In just an instant, there was an empty space of about ten meters or so in the arena.
Of course, there were still some kind-hearted people who reminded him. "Young Master, be careful. This guy is indeed a three-time professional Karate champion. I've seen him on television before!" "That's right, that's right. He's indeed very capable. Let's ask Master Wang for help. If this young lady gets hurt …"
This female lackey had fought against Ko Gohon's bodyguards before. She didn't feel any pressure at all and just nodded again. "Please."
Adachi Yūya, however, was unhappy. "Hong Dali, you're obviously looking down on me! I'm a three-time professional Karate champion from the Jaban Empire. What's the meaning of you sending out such a young lady? You dare to look down on my Jaban Empire?! "
"Are you going to fight or not?" Hong Dali despondently said, "If you're not going to fight, then make way. If you're going to fight, then fight. Don't waste everyone's time, OK?"
"You'll regret it!" Adachi Yūya roared angrily and pounced forward!
Then, a strange scene happened — the surrounding reporters didn't even have time to prepare their cameras. Adachi Yūya flew out at a speed faster than when he came. Even the crowd couldn't see the process clearly.
By the time the reporters reacted, Adachi Yūya was already lying on the ground five or six meters away, wailing in pain …
The female lackey calmly nodded again. "Thank you." Then, she calmly returned to Hong Dali's side …
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