Mystery Makes Me Strong

The next day, Tuesday.

Tianxing Club, General Manager's Office.

On the wall is a small half-picture "Across the River During Qingming Festival", which is antique and full of shades, showing the unique taste of the owner who loves elegance.

Wen Rensheng sat on the orange-yellow wooden chair and watched this picture of life in the Song Dynasty.

Compared with the famous painting in the memory of the previous life, in this painting, there are a few more special people who leap over the long river, and some mysterious people who are not Taoist and non-Buddha, living in several luxurious courtyards near the river.

At the door, many dignitaries wearing silk and silk stopped the sedan chair and knelt outside waiting for the reception.

Obviously, this is the trace left in history by the aliens.

No wonder Duzun wants to be retro. Compared with the power of the past, today's aliens are more like a group of people with professional skills. They can hold a lot of wealth and honor, but they have lost their previous unique status.

After looking at it for a while, Wen Rensheng swept over Mr. Zhao's office.

He suddenly found an interesting thing. At this time, the number of orange-yellow chairs sitting under him was one less than last time, maybe it was broken.

He suddenly remembered a wooden chair of a similar color that suddenly appeared in the guest room of someone at home, and nodded slightly, it must have been broken.

It didn't take long for two people to finally walk past the door.

"It's really hard work, Mr. Wang. Whether our company can go a step further and jump from a small to a medium-sized company depends on Mr. Wang's next hard work." Mr. Zhao leaned his body on his side, facing Wang Cuiyan, and thanked him repeatedly. .

Wang Cuiyan had a serious face, and said very seriously: "Scholars die for those who are confidants. Since President Zhao has sent people to help me with family matters, so that I can no longer worry about the future, of course I will do my best and do my best to serve the dog and horse."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, you can go to work first, I will receive Manager Wenren." Mr. Zhao waved goodbye.

Wang Cuiyan nodded and turned to leave.

"Oh, A Sheng, this time I can invite such an experienced talent as Teacher Wang. I really want to thank you very much. You never let me down every time." Mr. Zhao walked into the office and smiled like a Children in their fifties.

"Yeah, so I can't let Mr. Zhao down again this time. I'm here to ask for leave. I want to take two weeks to learn new skills, so that I can teach them to the students who are expanding their enrollment and prepare for the realization of the post assembly line." Wen Ren Li stood up from his chair and said his intentions directly.

"Okay, okay, this leave must be approved. But is two weeks enough? Shall I give you two months?" Mr. Zhao asked seriously, "Generally, if you want to learn primary mysterious skills, you need to learn them as soon as possible. two or three months."

If he hadn't added the following explanation, Wen Rensheng would have thought that Fatty Zhao was speaking ironically and disliked him for taking too many vacations.

"Enough, enough, you can't delay work. Try the water first, if you can't learn, then apply for an extended vacation." He looked grateful.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's not too late, you can go to learn now. If you learn it earlier, it's better to teach them earlier." Mr. Zhao nodded.

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he was about to leave when he asked casually, "Mr. Zhao, is this picture of your painting of the Qingming River going to be authentic?"

"Of course it's not true," Mr. Zhao said indifferently, "It was copied by someone surnamed Tang in the Ming Dynasty."

Well, it's pretty close to the real thing...

After Wen Rensheng left the general manager's office, he started to call someone.

"Shan Shan, where are you now?"

"Why, did you miss me?" Wu Shanshan's enthusiastic voice sounded.

"Uh, I have something to do," Wen Rensheng asked directly, "You should have the special profession of a spirit caller, right?"

"How did you know? What do you want?" Wu Shanshan's voice cooled down.

Wen Rensheng said helplessly: "I don't want to do anything, I also want to study. The tuition fee will be covered by your previous loan."

"You can't learn it, it's a special occupation engraved on my alien species. If you want to learn it, you can only learn related mysterious skills, such as mysterious illusion and mysterious summoning, to achieve similar effects." Wu Shanshan The voice was a little muffled.

Wen Rensheng responded: "Okay, I'll find a way."

"As I said, I don't need you to get involved in my business." After waiting for a while, she said in a complicated tone.

Wen Rensheng quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I just want to learn some skills that are convenient for dealing with mysterious events, and I will teach them to students in the future to improve the efficiency of the company's affairs."

"Your explanation is actually quite redundant." Wu Shanshan hangs up the phone.

Actually what I said is true.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, it seemed that he couldn't learn from the other party, so he had to go somewhere else. As for asking someone to engrave him, he wouldn't do such a thing.

My own mysterious seed, it is a unique thing, how can it be touched by others?

…………

After checking for a whole night, on Wednesday morning, Wen Rensheng found a place to learn these skills - the mysterious skills training ground of the Inspectorate Division.

As Wu Shanshan said, studying with them is harsh, and after finishing the study, they have to sign a work contract and serve for a certain number of years.

However, as a mysterious expert, Wen Rensheng also has the honorary title of the Inspectorate Division, so the restrictions are much less.

So he drove to the headquarters of the Inspection Division in the eastern suburbs of Dongshui City, a park with a huge area.

After showing his credentials, he came all the way to the mysterious skills training ground.

This training ground is located in the northern part of the park, occupying a large area, open-air training area, closed training area...all kinds of facilities are very complete.

In an office, he found a male teacher who was in charge of teaching soul skills.

The teacher's surname is Qin, and he is over sixty years old. He claims to be a descendant of Qin Shihuang.

The other party saw Wen Rensheng, and after the two introduced themselves, they chatted.

Teacher Qin babbled: "Manager Wenren, you said that when Qin Shihuang wanted to live forever, wouldn't it be better for those masters to give him a different species? In this way, he won't die in two generations. Well, it saves money from later exchanges, so many dynasties have changed, which makes the children of today tired of endorsement, and my son never passed the history class in middle school..."

"Perhaps the grandmasters of the pre-Qin era had their own plans. For a dynasty, they should be less aggressive." Wen Rensheng said casually.

"Maybe so, but unfortunately in the pre-Qin era, the distance was too far, otherwise, soul fragments with scales and half claws could be summoned to ask them what they thought at the time." Teacher Qin sighed.

"Uh, Mr. Qin, when do you think we will start the class?" Wen Rensheng finally asked the real question.

"Don't worry, this is learning, if you can't combine it with reality and put it into practice, it will have the worst effect. My son is like that. After he is admitted to university, he will forget it after only one summer vacation. more than half."

"Now that he has just entered the freshman year, he can't even do the math problems of the senior year. You said that it was useless for him to study hard for the past three years. It was a waste of his heart and eyes during the best years." Teacher Qin read brokenly.

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng already fully understood that this man was talking nonsense with him, but he actually had other plans.

Of course, the inspector is not Lingshan, and the other party is not Ananda Gaya from Journey to the West, nor is he a Tang monk.

So he just chatted with each other patiently. Anyway, he was on paid vacation. By the way, he observed this teacher Qin who had attained in the realm of soul.

After about an hour or so, someone finally came into the office.

"Mr. Qin, there was a serious serial murder in Beidu City, Dongshui Region. It is suspected that a mentally ill over-age person has applied to the District Inspection Department for assistance in investigation. The director has assigned you to assist them in their investigation."

"It's finally here. I've been watching this for a long time. Those guys always want to prove themselves. They only come to us when things get bigger. Is it so difficult to admit that they can't do it?" Teacher Qin stood up. Looking impatient~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Let's go together, Manager Wenren, just taking this opportunity, I will give you a field teaching to teach you the basic skills of the soul system. "

Wen Rensheng nodded, thinking in his heart, yes, you just took this opportunity to squeeze a highly efficient labor force like me for free.

However, even if you give the other party a favor, if it can trigger a mysterious event, it will be even more earned.

So he was happy from the bottom of his heart, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Qin, for your arrangement. Please come to my place if you are useful. Feel free to say hello."

Teacher Qin was actually staring at his expression carefully and nodded secretly.

That's right, this latecomer who has risen to fame is indeed a willingness from the heart, not a perfunctory one.

Emotional intelligence is really high, and he doesn't show any impatience. He deserves to be a mystery expert at the age of 18.

My son in his twenties can't compare. He's like a half-nerd. He's stupid when he goes to school. He feels embarrassed to even greet a relative, and he still needs a fight.