After a while, the fat man wrapped his waist with a huge bath towel and ran into the sauna.

"Old Chen, you really know how to enjoy it. Is it too big to live alone in this small building? Do you want me to come and accompany you?" The fat man's body was like a big meat gourd, with a fat body trembling, and he patted his belly in a funny way.

"I'm not interested in you." Chen Hongtao smiled and said.

After eating a fat man, he was not depressed. Instead, he looked at Chen Hongtao's Namo Ring with his eyes: "Old Chen, it's a pity that you can't practice with your physical strength."

"I have no sense of qi in my cultivation. My strong body has wasted a lot of spiritual sacredness to reach its current level." Chen Hongtao sighed with a weak look on his face.

The fat man looked at Chen Hongtao and thought for a moment, "I brought a gangue to show you."

Seeing the fat man touching his lower body covered by a large bath towel and taking out a small stone with a condensed light, Chen Hongtao couldn't help but feel chilled, but he did not refuse the fat man's proposal.

The fat man did not make any complicated moves, but slapped the small stone with a greasy glow on his arm first.

Seeing that after being wiped by the slippery little stones, the fat man's thick and fat arms actually showed meridians with a faint condensed light. The condensed light flowed on the surface of the fat man's skin, as if it was pulled by the spiritual power in the fat man's meridians. It did not gradually disappear until the elbow passed. Chen Hongtao's face couldn't help but look curious.

"The condensed light emitted by this jejuni is extremely sensitive to the spiritual energy flowing in the meridians. I will try it for you too." The fat man used the jejuni to wipe Chen Hongtao's arm, but the result made the fat man's expression a little strange.

The meridians on Chen Hongtao's arms are much clearer than those on the fat man. Unfortunately, the light of Ningguang does not show any signs of wandering on the surface of Chen Hongtao's skin, just like a pool of stagnant water.

"No wonder you can't feel the qi when practicing. Your meridians are completely blocked by spiritual energy, and they cannot be guided at all. They are useless. There is really no hope!" The fat man used the slippery veins and wiped Chen Hongtao's arm a few times, but Ningguang still did not move.

"Damn, are you fat man? You are so fat? You are trying to touch me and tell me there is no hope, right?" Chen Hongtao was a little annoyed and roared at the fat man with a big mouth.

"Many practitioners have innately good qualifications. The younger you practice, the better when your qualifications are pure. You are now in your twenties and have passed the good opportunity to practice. In addition, you forcefully take spiritual medicine. It would be strange if you don't know how to clear it, and the spiritual energy of the meridians is not blocked. If you don't understand, don't mess around with the plane. This time, you can only get along with the level of Lifu and barbarians." The fat man said in a bad way.

Although Chen Hongtao looked at the fat man's ambitions on the surface, after hearing what the fat man said, he wanted to punch his fat face twice.

"I really didn't lie to you. This kind of meridian is blocked, and even gods can't do anything about it. But with your current physical strength, it's awesome." The fat man put the gangue back into the lower part of the body covered by a large bath towel.

"Have your blood glue and leave quickly. Don't clamor here. I won't believe you like me talking nonsense." Chen Hongtao took out a small crystal bottle from the Namo Ring, but the blood glue liquid inside was only one-quarter of the bottle's space.

"You guy is too greedy. You're all useless. Why don't you support me more? If you continue to do this, the blocked meridians will sooner or later be in danger." The fat man said with dissatisfaction on his face.

"Can you have any chance to make a comeback, you, a fat pig? Even that Stefan can't fight, he is still a waste." Chen Hongtao looked disdainful.

"Old Chen, don't underestimate me, let you see it for a long time today." The fat man trembled with fat body, and he stood up from the wooden chair and left the sauna.

When I arrived at the bathhouse, I saw that there was no one around. The fat man looked like a turtle-like look and glanced at the ceiling that was raised high in the bathhouse.

"Ah" What happened that made Chen Hongtao's chin clang to the ground happened, and the fat man shouted and ran towards the big bathhouse.

When the fat man ran to the edge of the bathtub, his fat body rushed up, his fat body was raised by half a meter. When his big foot stepped on the void, a faint ripples of spiritual power were revealed. Then, his fat face was twisted and red. After pulling up half a meter up, it fell into the bathtub like a deflated ball.

"Flying Pig..." Chen Hongtao said in horror with a twitching face.

The fat man who finally got into Chizi seemed extremely tired: "Did you see my heroic posture?"

"See it" I found that the big bath towel around the fat man's waist fell into the pool, and a small black bag was tied to the big shorts. As he walked, the fat body trembled, and the small black bag was also shaking. Chen Hongtao almost fell to the ground.

"As long as I can go further, it is not a problem to fly the eaves and walls." The fat man looked like he felt good about himself.

Chen Hongtao nodded seriously: "I barely pulled it a few times, but I almost broke my shorts. I haven't been too tall for the high jump athlete yet. It's useless."

I don’t know if it was because of those two tiring moments just now or because of the annoyance, the fat man’s fat face turned red: “I don’t know, showing my talent to a tycoon like you is simply playing the piano for a cow.”

"Fatty, you are not young, are you?" Chen Hongtao's words almost didn't make the fat man angry.

"I have achieved some success and are on the road to improvement smoothly." As if Chen Hongtao was hit by the pain, the fat man said angrily.

Chen Hongtao walked out of the bathhouse with a look of incompetence: "Then try your best. When will you be invulnerable, it will not be too late to show off to me again."

"By the way, Old Chen, I feel that your murderous aura is very strong. Have you ever thought about cultivating your will?" The fat man saw that Chen Hongtao was completely unrelated, so he hurriedly followed the temptation.

"Will? What is that..." Chen Hongtao indeed stopped and asked the fat man curiously.

"In scientific terms, it is mental power, but many practitioners call this spiritual consciousness, which requires a certain amount of exercises, or to understand nature, and to improve their own spiritual senses." The fat man smiled.

Chen Hongtao, who walked out of the bathhouse, lay on the massage table under the service of the female massage lady: "I feel that it is indeed much more sensitive than ordinary people. But can this really be practiced?"

The fat man put the black pouch tied to his pants into his pants in the morning. At this time, he also followed suit and found a massage table not far from Chen Hongtao. "People with strong spiritual consciousness can better control treasures, and it is also more ruthless to integrate a certain artistic conception into the fight. This is like a fight. Before rushing up, he threatened the other party with his eyes and showed his intention to kill the other party. Whoever has a strong will win half of it."

Listening to the massage table under the fat man, he seemed to be unable to bear his weight, and he made a creaking moan. After hearing the fat man's words, Chen Hongtao couldn't help but cover his forehead, looking like he had a headache and didn't want to know the fat man.

In front of the massage lady, Chen Hongtao and the fat man didn't care about it at all. While laughing and chatting, he enjoyed the massage services of the two massage ladys.

Although the fat man looked half-understand, Chen Hongtao was a little imaginative: "Can you find a way to cultivate spiritual consciousness?"

"It's not that easy. Nowadays, many methods of cultivation are scams, but I can help you try to find them. I'll leave the day after tomorrow. As long as you fund me some cultivation funds..." The fat man finally revealed his true face.

"You gave me the few practice techniques you used to fool me, right?" Chen Hongtao asked staring at the fat man.

The fat man's little eyes were a little unnatural. He smiled embarrassedly: "It still has some effect, which is better than the popular qigong outside, which is already considered good."

"Take the good stuff back first, and then talk about the price if it works, then we will negotiate the price." Chen Hongtao smiled at the fat man with a sinister smile.

The fat man smiled smart and slick, but did not beg Chen Hongtao anymore. Instead, he felt confident and looked like he had good things and was not afraid that you would not pay money.

"Yes" The fat man who was stepped on by the female massager's back hummed comfortably occasionally.

Chen Hongtao felt guilty in his heart. Facing the fat man's body, if the female massager didn't get on, he would probably not be able to touch him even if he was tired and sweating profusely.

"You are really good here. Is there a beauty salon? I'll ask a professional to do it for me later, just think it's a strong job. If I return in triumph, you will definitely benefit me." The fat man looked at Chen Hongtao with a squinted eyes, looking like a man.

"There are several outdoor hairdressing stalls on the street outside, and they can be done in one dollar." Chen Hongtao got up and took a shower again, and soon changed into a casual suit.

"What are you doing?" The fat man hurriedly put on his clothes and followed Chen Hongtao out.

"Of course I'm going to work. If such a big family business doesn't look at it, I'm afraid someone will have to be taken away." Chen Hongtao lit a big cigar and sat in the broken lark sedan at the door with a smile.

"Old Chen, aren't you dead now?" The fat man leaned his big head into the car window and asked curiously with a little meaning.

As Chen Hongtao set fire to the car, a stream of black smoke even emerged from the exhaust pipe.

"I'm Stanny Hawk now." Chen Hongtao smiled wickedly and pointed the fat man onto the fat man's fat face. If the fat man hadn't reacted so quickly, he would have to be scalded.

Seeing Chen Hongtao driving away with a smile, the fat man rubbed his face annoyed: "Damn, this kind of thug can actually become a rich man. I am not bad at all in terms of wealth and honor. I curse you sooner or later to get rid of your body soldiers!"

At this time, Chen Hongtao ignored the fat man's envy and drove to Meizhi Building in a small car.

The entire Meizhi Building was calm on the surface, but in fact it was a surging undercurrent. Seeing several reception ladies in the spacious and bright lobby standing together and whispering strangely, Chen Hongtao couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Sir, who are you looking for?" Seeing that Chen Hongtao did not wear a job card and had a very good face, a young security guard in the holding company stepped forward and asked.

"I'm here to apply for a driver at Mingzhu Entertainment Agency." Chen Hongtao greeted the young security guard with a smile.

After hearing Chen Hongtao's statement, Young Guard was a little confused. The huge Mingzhu Holdings not only has a human resources department, but also a comprehensive management department. With the support of headhunting business, Mingzhu Holdings' application has strict procedures and overall arrangements. It is impossible for an applicant to appear like this.

Before she could defend her, Chen Hongtao led his eyes and looked at the female receptionists who were talking secretly at the reception desk: "Manager Orseya of the entertainment agency told me to come over at 2 pm when she had time, and she should say hello to the receptionist."

For Orseya, director of the artist supervision department of the entertainment brokerage company, young security still knows that it is a hot position for holding companies, middle-level managers, and even many people can't curry favor with it. They are quite awesome and powerful, especially for male employees.

"Please wait first, I'll go and ask for you." The young security guard comforted Chen Hongtao and quickly walked towards the reception desk.

"Director Orthia, the artist supervision department of the entertainment agency, has he ever told someone to interview in the afternoon?" The young security guard interrupted the whispers of several women.

"Yes." A tall female receptionist answered the young security guard without thinking. Then she opened the record book and continued: "The person who arranged for the interview is named Stanny Hawke."

"I didn't expect that the entertainment agency actually arranged an interview. Now the entertainment agency is developing better and better. I want to find an opportunity to transfer it. Maybe I can be valued and become a female star!" Another pretty female receptionist said beautifully like a flower-in-law.

"It is good for us to be able to serve in a holding company. If you don't want to do this position, eight hundred heads will fight to work hard. If you are targeted by people from the Human Resources Department and the General Management Department, you may not be able to do it even if you want to." A female receptionist who was quite steady with a silk scarf had already walked out of the reception desk at this time.

For lower-level employees, it is also a great job to serve and receive services at the front desk of the holding company.

Those who can serve as a female receptionist in the lobby on the first floor of Meizhi Building are also extremely outstanding.

Many beautiful women have no idea how much effort it takes to receive them. They can pass five levels and six generals to obtain this position. For beautiful women who dream of marrying into a wealthy family, Dalton, the information service minister in charge of the lobby reception, is a pocket watch rabbit that can lead them to Alice's Wonderland.

Unlike ordinary companies, in large international financial consortiums like Mingzhu Holdings, the people they come into contact with are also very amazing, and the stories of the prince and Cinderella are definitely not without them.

However, the princes dreamed of by many female receptionists are not Chen Hongtao, the big boss of the holding company, but many wealthy tycoons outside Mingzhu Holdings, as well as middle and senior talents of Mingzhu Holdings and its group companies.

(Bow and thank you for your brothers for your monthly tickets. Haha, I read more monthly tickets more frequently. Every brother who votes for monthly tickets has memorized Zuiwang. I sincerely thank you, and I feel very open and comfortable in my heart. The third update is.) (To be continued...)
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