A few words from Xiao Zhan awakened him, but it was true. Lu Ming's words were strange.
The credibility was too low.
Lu Ming was just a tomb watcher, and his friend was a black intermediary. How could people like them find ten talents of the Guoshi Wushuang level?
It sounded fake.
Let alone Lu Ming, even Liang Ren, the city leader, would absolutely not be able to gather ten talents in less than a day.
Xiao Zhan sat down again and said, "Something is not right."
Xu Qin sneered, "Heh heh, isn't this obvious? Lu Ming and his black intermediary friend are colluding to scam money!"
Scam money?
No way?
Xiao Zhan opened his mouth wide, "It's not that serious, is it?"
Xu Qin said, "Young Master Xiao, you don't understand Lu Ming. This person goes for any advantage. Regardless of the occasion, and regardless of the Jiang family's honor, as long as there is money, he will go all out. If I guessed correctly, his so-called ten great talents must all be spirited young men he pulled from the street for two hundred yuan a day. Lu Ming wants to scam our money! Heh heh, it's ridiculous, we won't fall for it."
In Xu Qin's eyes, Lu Ming was so unbearable.
Prejudice, deeply ingrained.
After hearing this, Lu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had worked hard to help find talents, and finally found them, but now he was being belittled by Jiang Mengxin and Xu Qin like this.
It was bitter.
Lu Ming sighed and said, "So be it. We have different paths and cannot plan together. You do your thing, I'll do mine."
After speaking, he put away his phone and walked out.
He was going to meet those ten talents.
Jiang Mengxin scoffed, and even shouted from behind, "Don't think you can get a single penny from me! I tell you, I will absolutely not pay a deposit to a black intermediary, nor will I pay wages in advance!"
Lu Ming's figure was swallowed by the dark night.
After Jiang Mengxin cursed, she took a long breath and said, "I'm already tired enough from the company's affairs every day, and I still have to argue with this kind of person all day. What am I doing this for? It makes me angry just thinking about it."
Xu Qin went up and patted Jiang Mengxin's back, "Good daughter, you don't need to argue with this kind of person; someone who is obsessed with money like him will not die a good death sooner or later!"
...
In the dark night, Lu Ming took a taxi to a villa.
Chen Yingong and Lu Ming's five-year-old goddaughter, Chen Xian, were waiting at the door. They stepped forward when they saw Lu Ming arrive.
Chen Xian hugged Lu Ming's thigh, "Godfather, you haven't visited me in a long time."
Lu Ming squatted down, stroked Chen Xian's small head, "Godfather has been busy lately. When I have time, I'll take you to Disneyland to ride the Ferris wheel."
Chen Xian held out her hand, "Pinky promise!"
"Haha." Lu Ming linked his little finger with Chen Xian's, a pinky promise, lasting for a hundred years.
Then, Lu Ming picked up Chen Xian and walked inside.
Chen Yingong said excitedly, "Mr. Lu, some extraordinary guests have arrived in the house today, they... they..."
Chen Yingong didn't know how to introduce them.
Lu Ming smiled and took the initiative to say, "They are all renowned Guoshi Wushuang talents of the country today, aren't they?"
"Yes!"
Chen Yingong was incredibly excited.
The ten guests who arrived today were all national top talents with impeccable character. It was as difficult as climbing to heaven to see any one of them normally, let alone ten at once.
This feeling was as shocking as a little devil seeing ten gods at once!
Entering the hall.
He saw three women and seven men, all scientific researchers between the ages of 50 and 70, sitting together and talking enthusiastically.
Lu Ming handed Chen Xian to Chen Yingong and whispered, "Take Xian'er to rest."
"Mm."
Chen Yingong knew that such a scene was not something he could casually participate in, so he consciously took his daughter away from the hall.
Lu Ming straightened his clothes and strode towards the ten people.
Hearing footsteps.
The ten people turned around one after another and looked at Lu Ming.
The scene instantly fell silent, the previously heated discussion vanished without a trace, and the eyes of the ten people were all focused on Lu Ming.
After a brief silence, there was an emotional outburst.
"Warlord!!!"
"Lord Warlord, I finally see you!"
The ten Guoshi Wushuang were instantly so excited that tears streamed down their faces. They couldn't wait to run towards Lu Ming. Some of the older ones couldn't run and cried on the spot with anxiety.
Looking at this scene, where did they look like ten top national talents?
Lu Ming smiled and shook hands with each of them, calming their emotions and asking them to sit down and talk.
Judging by their age, Lu Ming was much younger than them, and he was their junior, so Lu Ming should stand while they sat.
However.
The ten of them insisted that Lu Ming sit, and they would stand!
They were clearly a group of elderly people, but they were willing to stand and answer Lu Ming, just like a group of children standing beside a teacher.
The scene was a little comical.
This was their respect for Lu Ming, their gratitude to Lu Ming.
For no other reason, but because Lu Ming was their benefactor, a great benefactor!
Five years ago.
Ten empires jointly attacked Huaxia. Some of them were captured by the enemy, some of their family members became prisoners, some were separated from their wives and children, and one was shot through and was barely holding on to life.
It could be said that all ten of them were at the lowest point in their lives, and their lives were severely challenged.
A man saved them.
Lu Ming!
Lu Ming transformed into the Dragon Warlord, annihilated the enemy, rescued them one by one, and cured their illnesses with his divine medical skills.
It was all thanks to Lu Ming that these people were still alive!
Such a great kindness was difficult to repay.
What was surprising was that Lu Ming did not ask for any reward. After annihilating the enemy, Lu Ming mysteriously disappeared, and no one knew where Lu Ming had gone.
How could they know that Lu Ming had given up a comfortable life and had been sweeping graves at the Martyrs' Cemetery for five years!
The more they couldn't repay Lu Ming, the more uncomfortable they felt.
Especially Academician Yang Rongguang, who was nearly seventy years old. The reason he was still working and refused to retire was the hope that one day he would meet the Dragon Warlord again and repay the Warlord's supreme heavenly grace.
Heaven did not fail those who are diligent.
He waited!
Upon learning that the Dragon Warlord needed ten Guoshi Wushuang level talents, Yang Rongguang registered immediately and, under the escort of Five-Star General Dragon King, came to this villa.
For no other reason, but to repay a debt of gratitude.
Yang Rongguang excitedly shook Lu Ming's hand again, tears falling like raindrops. He choked with emotion and said, "Lord Warlord, it's been five years, do you know how much we've missed you these past five years?"
"Lord Warlord."
"We are willing to give our all to repay your supreme heavenly grace!"