Cultivation from the top

Chapter 136 A day's work ([-])

Just when Leng Xiao was about to talk about the company's rules and regulations, an old man with a gray hair and a stooped body was walking over with the help of several young men and women, with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Leng Xiao hurriedly dropped the two of them, walked up to her and bowed.

"Senior Wuma, why are you here?"

As she spoke, Leng Xiao bent over and supported the old man whom she called "Senior Wuma".

"Boss Cheng said that there is a newcomer with a very good refining qualification to join, can't I wait for it?"

Senior Wuma touched the ground with his cane and walked slowly.

Although they didn't know who the other party was, Zhuge Li and Lin Qian nodded politely.

"Hold out your hand and let me see."

Under the hesitation and Leng Xiao's eyes, the two compromised, Zhuge Li stretched out his right hand, while Lin Qian stretched out his left hand, it happened that Senior Wuma could grasp these two hands without too much effort.

"This hand is smooth and supple, delicate and rosy, and looks like a great rich man."

Senior Wuma just touched the back of Zhuge Li's hand with his wrinkled hands, then spit out lotus flowers and uttered a lot of compliments.The whole process took less than two seconds, and he let go of Zhuge Li's hand, ready to grab Lin Qian's hand.

"Senior Wuma, it's not about fortune-telling on the roadside, it's about aptitude. And this girl is not your assistant, this young man is."

When Leng Xiao heard this kind of talk without blinking an eye, she immediately understood that Senior Wuma was old-fashioned and foolish again by taking out the fortune-telling things on the roadside when he was young.Not to mention that Zhuge Li, who has never done heavy work, has such compliments, even a pair of callused hands that can hold half a human head in a fist will still get such a reply.

Not to mention fortune-telling, as long as the person who wants to hear good things hears what he or she wants to hear, likes to hear, and is happy to hear, most people will take out a few coins and throw them on the table .If it's the kind of rich man or young lady, the red and green banknotes are thrown on the table like stones on the side of the road.This kind of business is actually similar to fortune-telling.

Senior Wuma used to do this kind of business, among other things, his stomach full of rainbow farts is a set, and most people will be embarrassed by his templated compliments without paying.

"I'm sorry, sorry, people are old and confused, I'm sorry girl."

Senior Wuma used his slightly deaf hearing to understand that what he was doing now was not talking to make a living, but genuinely recruiting new people to join his team, so he made a gesture of "sorry" with his hands.

Zhuge Li quickly responded.

"No problem, no problem."

Thus, Senior Wuma began to manipulate Lin Qian's hands.

Instead of simply scratching the skin on the back of his hand twice, he directly held Lin Qian's hand with both hands, feeling it with fingertips, fingertips, palm, back of hand, and the entire palm.

Grab Lin Qian's tambourine, from the phalanx to the metacarpal bone, to the hamate bone, to the pea bone, without neglecting any of them, feeling everything all over the place.Even the skull, trapezium, and trapezium in the center of the palm were painfully pressed.If Lin Qian was not a living person, I am afraid that the moon bone and the scaphoid bone on his wrist would not be let go by this old man with a stooped body but bright eyes.

"Very good seedlings."

Finally, Senior Wuma let go of Lin Qian's hand, and Lin Qian, who was pinched so painfully, secretly wiped away the water droplets from the corners of his eyes.

"What's your name?"

"Lin Qian. A forest of woods, a thousand is a thousand hands... thousands of millions of thousands."

Lin Qian hesitated a little when introducing herself. Her former title of "Thousand-Hand Immortal" is no longer important, but she has not adapted to how to introduce her name in another way.

"Lin Qian Lin Qian. Then you will follow me to do things in the future. These people are your senior brothers and sisters, and you must get along well in the future."

Senior Wuma waved his hand and pushed the young men and women beside him to Lin Qian.Lin Qian, who didn't know how to get closer quickly, could only nod slightly, and the other party also gestured friendlyly.

"Brother and sister, please give me some advice."

"Where."

"Then I'll take him away. Leng's girl, is there anything else?"

Senior Wuma asked Leng Xiao.

"I was about to send him to you, but I troubled Senior Wuma to come here in person. I'm really sorry."

"Lin Qian is a good seed, and it's worth taking a trip. Go ahead and tell Boss Cheng that the new talent is very good, and I like it very much."

After speaking, the group was ready to leave.

Lin Qian also understood where she belonged, so she followed behind them.

Just as Senior Wuma was about to lift his feet, he suddenly thought of something, turned around immediately, replaced his disabled legs with crutches, and walked in front of Leng Xiao.

"Girl Leng, have you reached the age of marriage? Is there any suitable candidate? I have two nice young people, should I recommend them to you now?"

Senior Wuma was actually interested in Leng Xiao's other half at this time, and he actively recommended outstanding young people at hand.

"Senior Wuma, I haven't considered that aspect yet. Don't worry, I'll talk about it when I understand some ways of the world."

Leng Xiao directly rejected Senior Wuma's kindness.But she knew that the other party's enthusiasm was not so easily dispelled by her own words.

"Not in a hurry? You're 21. I was already 21 and had two children with my mother-in-law. Why don't you young people care about it?"

Senior Wuma brought out his generation's concept of marriage and love, and began to ramble.

"Senior Wuma, I'm only twenty, and I'll be twenty-one in half a year."

Women are very sensitive to age issues, whether they are 38 or [-].

"Twenty and a half years old is not 20? Rounding up, you should be a mother. Is it necessary to care about one and a half years old?"

Since he was young, Senior Wuma couldn't understand why women would care so much about such a thing that was more than 100 years apart. There is no difference between 21 and [-]. I always pick this problem.

"Senior Wuma, I should find someone for this kind of thing. If it's not possible, I'll ask you to find a high-quality young man for me, okay?"

For this stubborn old man, Leng Xiao has his own method.You can't directly object, you can only follow the other party's ideas and make your own demands.On the premise that the other party cannot accept or promise, take a step back and let yourself think about it; or try to do things first, and then seek help if you fail.

This method is tried and tested.

"You must pay attention. Come to me again if you have anything to do."

Senior Wuma really liked this, so he gave some instructions and left here with a few people.

"So she's 21."

Zhuge Li didn't know why she had the thought of snickering, but Leng Xiao gave her a hard look, then put away the corners of her slightly raised mouth, and stopped speaking.

(End of this chapter)