Two days passed quickly, and the day of the exhibition conference arrived.
Lu Ming woke up early, dressed up meticulously, clean and handsome, and put on a custom suit worth tens of thousands of yuan.
On a day like today, he had to dress up well because today he did not just represent himself, but also China's face and Jinling's dignity!
Moreover, clothes make the man. To persuade the parents of high-quality students, they had to recognize Lu Ming. You couldn't let them think you were a beggar who talked nonsense. How could you gain their trust and compete with Logan?
Therefore, good clothes were a must.
Just as Lu Ming was adjusting his tie in front of the mirror, the door opened, and Jiang Lan stood at the entrance watching him.
"Huh? Xiaolan, why are you here? It's only a little past five o'clock. You're up so early?"
Jiang Lan rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're going on a date with your little lover early in the morning, so of course I have to get up early to supervise you."
This was typical sarcasm.
However, Lu Ming knew Jiang Lan was not the type to be petty, so she was just saying it and not really here to supervise him.
As expected.
Jiang Lan continued, "I've prepared breakfast for you. Eat well before you leave, don't go hungry."
Lu Ming was very touched and nodded, saying, "Okay."
Then, he went to the cafeteria with Jiang Lan and sat down to eat breakfast. As soon as he took the first bite, Lu Ming gave a thumbs up and said, "Hmm, delicious. I can tell it's your cooking, Xiaolan. No one else can make such delicious breakfast."
Jiang Lan chuckled, "Stop being silly."
Then, Jiang Lan walked up to Lu Ming and helped him adjust his clothes.
It had to be said that women had a much stronger talent in this regard than men. With a casual adjustment from Jiang Lan, Lu Ming looked much more energetic and noble.
Lu Ming, who had been fussing with the mirror for a long time, still looked like a country bumpkin.
Men still needed a woman's help to tidy them up.
After eating.
Lu Ming wiped his mouth, rinsed it, and after confirming he was neat and tidy, he got into the car Jiang Lan had prepared for him and headed to the White Lotus Cult.
More than forty minutes later, the car stopped.
As soon as Lu Ming got out of the car, he saw Peng Ying standing at the entrance to greet him.
Lu Ming said directly, "According to the time you set, I'm here on time. Let's go, we'll head to the exhibition conference now."
Peng Ying shook her head repeatedly, "No need to rush. The exhibition conference starts at two in the afternoon."
"Ah?" Lu Ming almost fainted, "No, if it starts at two in the afternoon, why did you ask me to come here so early?"
Peng Ying said, "I just wanted you to come earlier to keep me company. If you're unwilling, you can leave now, and I won't stop you."
Uh...
If you ask for help, you have to give something in return.
Helplessly, Lu Ming said, "Alas, alright."
"That's more like it! Come on, Lu Ming, you haven't eaten yet this early in the morning, have you? I'll cook for you myself today. Let's eat until we're full."
"What?" Lu Ming was about to go crazy.
He had already eaten his fill before coming, and now he had to eat another meal here?
He wanted to refuse, but thinking that if he refused, Peng Ying might throw a tantrum and not help him, Lu Ming had to force himself to eat another meal.
A good Dragon Warlord was, under the enthusiastic hospitality of two women, transformed into a big eater.
After eating, Lu Ming lay on the sofa for a whole morning just to digest the breakfast; when Peng Ying called him for lunch, Lu Ming refused to eat another bite, truly fearing he would be stuffed to death.
A Dragon Warlord dying of overeating at the White Lotus Cult would become a huge joke.
Finally, Peng Ying ate lunch by herself, and then drove Lu Ming to the exhibition conference, accompanied by her deputy, He Honghui.
Soon, they arrived at the exhibition conference.
The exhibition conference was held in Jiangbei.
Because it was planned as the latest national-level new district and received special attention from the Jinling authorities, all high-quality resources were to be poured into Jiangbei.
Naturally, high-quality educational resources like aristocratic schools were the first to be considered for placement in Jiangbei.
Logan was also very willing.
Jiangbei, as a national-level new district and the hope of Jinling, if it could be sabotaged here and China's future hope destroyed, it would completely cut off Jinling's future!
It was a satisfying thought.
World Trade Building, 22nd floor.
The elevator doors opened, and Peng Ying's group, led by receptionists, arrived at the exhibition conference and were seated in their designated spots.
As time passed, more and more people arrived at the venue.
Students, parents, White Lotus Cult members, official representatives, venue management personnel, and so on. The entire venue was packed with people.
By 2 p.m., almost everyone had arrived, with only two most important people missing: Logan and the Mayor.
Time was up.
Everyone sat down in their seats.
After the host gave a speech, to the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, Mayor Xu Zhijian of Jinling City was welcomed onto the stage.
Thunderous applause.
Xu Zhijian gestured for quiet and said, "Thank you all for attending this exhibition conference despite your busy schedules. The official government is very supportive of Mr. Logan's plan to invest heavily in building a high-quality aristocratic school in Jinling. Today, we have invited everyone here to witness Mr. Logan's confidence and strength! Now, please welcome Mr. Logan to the stage."
Applause erupted once more.
Amidst flowers and applause, Logan strode onto the stage.
Unexpectedly, Logan's appearance was quite different from what Lu Ming had imagined; he was not as repulsive and fierce as expected.
On the contrary.
Logan was white-haired and wrinkled, and although old, his spirit was vigorous.
And he looked very kind and benevolent.
Who would have thought that such a seemingly harmless good-natured person would be an extremely dangerous element to China?
Others were deceived by Logan's hypocritical appearance, but Lu Ming stared at him coldly, not blinded by his exterior.
Five years ago, it was this scoundrel who provided technical and financial support to the Imperial Alliance Army, making every battle of the Dragon Warlord so arduous.
Five years later, he returned, using different means to obstruct China.
Lu Ming would never let his scheme succeed!
"Cough, cough."
Logan coughed, tried to open his not-so-large eyes, and spoke in very broken Mandarin, "Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon. Thank you for attending the exhibition conference hosted by me. This conference is of great significance. I will demonstrate my philosophy and direction for building an aristocratic school, and show you all my strength and confidence!"
He paused and continued, "Today, you will witness the absolute strength of our excellent teachers from the United States. I guarantee you will be amazed. Our American teachers are definitely much better than your inferior teachers in China!"