Chapter 33: Thirty-five

Chapter 33, Chapter Thirty-five: Youngsters with no talent for business (please give me some recommendation tickets.)
When the entire No. 7 training ground was immersed in excitement and enthusiasm, no one saw how gloomy Fang Han's head was.
How could it be so fast! ? Fang Han still couldn't believe what Tang Luo just said.
If Tang Luo were to leave the martial arts hall in two months, then he who became his retainer would definitely follow him. In this way, how could he still have time to practice?
At the beginning, Tang Luo was chosen to become the Patriarch because it took time to break through, and whoever dreamed of it would become the appearance before him.
Fang Han hated him, and secretly said that God was injustice to him.
Can't you give yourself some time? Even for three years, I am confident that I can break through the world, but why such a small request will have twists and turns.
Of course, Tang Luo didn't know the inner drama of the teenager, because after he figured out the joints, he already had a very complicated relationship with Han.
In fact, at the beginning, Tang Luo’s goal was to frantically search for martial artists with aptitude like Fang Han to become the host of the stars, but after "understanding", he suddenly felt that the quality of aptitude did not affect him much.
But Fang Han was the first person to be his own minister after all, and his first metamorphosis star was handed over to him for cultivation, and he also learned about his life and past.
Although this guy's mind is a little more complicated, he is also a good thug, after all, the qualifications are here, and he can grow up as long as he is given a certain amount of time.
Because Tang Luo's own spiritual power is used a little less, and martial arts fights are inevitable, so an excellent fighter is very necessary, Fang Han should be able to shoulder this important task.
Therefore, in Tang Luo's plan, he will resign as a martial arts teacher in two months, but Fang Han will continue to stay in the martial arts.
Tang Luo hoped that he could reach above the Transcendence Realm, and then let him out of the mountain, because only when he reached the Transcendence Realm, the power of the Innate Star Blade could be exerted.
On the one hand, Fang Han's malicious speculation, on the other hand, Tang Luo said in a hurry, so the two of them moved away with diametrically opposite cautious thinking.
But how could Tang Luo know about these trivial matters, he was looking for Chang Fu happily.
"Uncle Fu~hehehehe" Tang Luo walked into the steward's room with a smile.
Chang Fu was processing some statistics files. He saw Tang Luo appear and stood up and said, "Master, why are you here?"
Tang Luo smiled awkwardly. He always came to trouble Uncle Fu to make him feel embarrassed, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Sit down, Uncle Fu, I'll come this time. I want to ask you for help. ."
"The eldest master is serious, just give orders if you have anything." Chang Fu bowed.
Tang Luo took out the paper from behind and spread it on the table.
Chang Fu picked up the drawing and looked at it for a long time and said, "Master, what are you?"
Rao was such a well-informed person, and he was shocked to see Tang Luo's shop layout.
Because he had never seen a shop with twelve small training rooms except for one guest room.
If it weren't for the small training room to put down a small table and futon, he thought Tang Luo wanted to set up a brothel.
But what business can such a shop do? Chang Fu really couldn't understand.
Tang Luo looked relaxed, pointing to the drawing and saying, "Oh, it's a shop."
Ok. Are you a young master? What is your favorite? Seeing that Tang Luo was determined and even the design drawings had been drawn, Chang Fu felt that as a housekeeper, he shouldn't talk more, so he asked: "Where does the young master want to open the shop."
He pulled a piece of white paper to write down Tang Luo's request.
"The location of the shop, I want that kind of area with fewer clan warriors."
"It's best to be a place where wandering warriors, civilian warriors gather."
"Well, then you have to be farther away from the north of the city. Yes, it's almost like that." Tang Luo thought for a while and added this one.
After all, Tang Mansion is in the north of the city. With his mother's flaunting character, his shop may not be peaceful, so it is better to stay away.
But after listening to Tang Luo's request, Chang Fu's nib really couldn't fall on the paper.
He became more sure that Tang Luo just wanted to play.
What is the biggest commonality between the wandering warrior and the civilian warrior?
One is the low level, and the other is extremely poor.
Open the shop to that kind of place, what's the way out?
Furthermore, if Tang Luo is looking for a shop with an inch of land and an inch of gold, he really needs to add up. But judging from the current requirements, the entire west and east of the city meet his standards.
So Chang Fu asked again, hoping that Tang Luo could think more thoroughly: "Master, you think about it carefully, are there no other conditions?"
He looked at Tang Luo expectantly, hoping that the young man would wake up.
Maybe Tang Luo is a genius in martial arts and martial arts, but looking at his talent in business, it's really horrible.
Tang Luo was also very cooperative and couldn't understand the deep meaning in Chang Fu's eyes. He nodded and said relaxedly: "That's it."
Chang Fu nodded helplessly, and replied respectfully: "Then please wait for the young master, and the old servant will report it to you as soon as there is news."
"Okay! Uncle Fu, please. By the way, did the last meal still suit your taste."
"The young master is mindful, the food box contains a large tonic, how can it be uncomfortable."
"That's good, Fu Bo, you are busy, I'll go first."
"Master, go well."
So, how important it is to have a reliable butler.
Tang Luo who walked out of the housekeeper sighed, he must find a good housekeeper to handle the chores.
Even if he can't be both civil and military like Fu Bo, he has to be a meticulous person.
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Zhantang Steel Building
A mission released by Townsend himself caused the battle hall to blow up, and the warriors without missions gathered on the second floor:
Long contract-five years
Sitting in the pavilion-150,000 gold/year at the peak of the Transcendence
Guarding-50,000 gold per year
30,000 gold/year
"It's actually a one-hundred-hundred-thousand-gold-year-old pavilion. It seems that this job is not easy."
"No, there is no mission content, just a long contract, I'm afraid it will be fate, and it will be a dead flower."
"Don't say that. Under the reward, someone will definitely stand up."
The warrior level of the battle hall is above the mortal level, but seeing such a volume of tasks, there are still many onlookers, and there are very few enthusiasts.
After reaching the Transcendence Realm, the warriors officially left the category of cannon fodder. The ten-year combat career made them clearly realize that opportunities and risks coexist.
This kind of mission without a clear mission goal is the most scary one. The one hundred and fifty thousand gold seat? Wherever he sits, if it is Xiling, it's okay to say that anyone will sell the face of the Tang family.
If it were the task of Tuocheng, it would be horrible. At least 20 days in a month would be spent in battle, even if it was the Degenerate Realm of Iron Strike.
(End of this chapter)