Be A Millionaire Overnight

Wan Qian was also embarrassed, taking in a disciple of such an age, how cold must he be? Therefore, he didn't agree to it at all. However, the other party was still kneeling on the ground and not moving at all.    

    

"Like this, how could I have a training course? I just happen to be missing a martial arts teacher." I see that the kids you trained are doing pretty well, so you should go teach. How about five hundred thousand a month? I'm not better than you in performing on the streets? "    

    

Wan Qian lowered his head and said.    

    

The middle-aged man heard the salary that Wan Qian gave him, five hundred thousand yuan a month. It felt like he was dreaming!    

    

He had brought a bunch of people with him to sell their skills in the streets, so he only had a thousand yuan in his hands every month. And this young man in front of him actually said he would give him five hundred thousand yuan a month. In addition, his kung fu was much higher than his own.    

    

He was simply the best target to follow!    

    

Thus, he kicked away the weapon stall beside him, cupped his fist, and knelt on the ground once more, "My lord, please accept this humble one's bow!"    

    

The surrounding disciples all felt extremely awkward. His own master had kowtowed to him, so what did they count as? Thus, they also began to kowtow.    

    

Wan Qian felt a headache coming on. Who would have thought that a master would bring out a group of disciples. He might as well accept all of them and distribute them to other places to teach.    

    

At this moment, more and more people gathered around to watch. It was quite rare to see a playful person actually kowtowing to a delicate and tender youth and taking him as his master.    

    

"Alright, alright. Come with me, I'll take you guys to eat." Put the things there, and let the garbage collectors take them! "    

    

Then he walked outside.    

    

He really didn't expect to meet a bunch of martial artists in order to avoid Mann. Furthermore, he had broken the opponent's master.    

    

There was nothing he could do about it. After all, he was the one who had to reveal his "divine technique" in front of him.    

    

The middle-aged man was very happy to hear that Wan Qian was going to treat them all to a meal.    

    

Because what he ate and how much he spent was his biggest headache. It was worse than having a red gun jab a few times.    

    

After all, there were more than twenty people by his side, large and small. It's not that easy to fill.    

    

Wan Qian took them to a large restaurant and asked for a private room where 30 people could sit.    

    

Wan Qian was in charge of the east while the rest of the students lined up next to their masters, from left to right. Two more people stood by the side of the middle-aged man.    

    

"Why aren't these two little brothers sitting down?"    

    

"Oh, they serve the master's meals."    

    

Someone beside him said.    

    

So, the rules of their sect were quite big.    

    

Every time the master ate, he had to be served by two people. Take turns. It was said that those who could be placed in the service were relatively lucky, because when the master came down, he would teach them two small cultivation techniques. It was a form of feedback.    

    

The middle-aged man looked at Wan Qian awkwardly and smiled. How could he dare to call himself a master in front of Wan Qian?    

    

"Go, stand by Master's side!"    

    

The middle-aged man pointed at Wan Qian and said.    

    

The two of them stood obediently behind Wan Qian.    

    

"I don't need it. Remember, everyone will be treated equally in the future. No one had to serve anyone. "Go, take a seat and eat. Look at how thin the two of them are."    

    

Wan Qian said as he pushed them.    

    

"Thank you, Master!" "No rules!"    

    

The middle-aged man said.    

    

Only then did the two of them regain their senses. "Thank you, Master!"    

    

"Hey, don't talk nonsense. I will not accept you as my disciples. "Call me Director Wan along with the way the public calls me."    

    

Wan Qian leaned on the chair and said.    

    

"Ten thousand... "That's good."    

    

This form of address was a bit awkward when they shouted it. After all, most people called out "master", "junior apprentice-brother", "senior apprentice-sister" a bit more.    

    

After a while, the waiter came back with a menu. "What would you like to order?"    

    

"Three roast chicken!" A roast duck! "Two beers!"    

    

The eldest disciple quickly shouted. It wasn't easy to get someone to treat him today, he had to eat until he was full.    

    

This was also their main point. Meat, and a large amount, easy to eat full. Usually, the twenty odd people would only be able to order one roast chicken...    

    

There was no helping it, master's money was not enough for them to eat and drink to their heart's content. The money saved would also be used to increase the equipment and to move back and forth.    

    

He could deal with everything he ate. He couldn't take it anymore, so he went to the restaurant and had a good meal. This would also depend on the mood of the master.    

    

Wan Qian was speechless. The waiter had an embarrassed look on his face. Who would order dishes like that in a restaurant? Wasn't it too cold? Then three or four roasted chickens would come.    

    

This    

    

What did he order? Those who didn't know it would think that Wan Qian had treated his brothers badly.    

    

"Bring me the menu!"    

    

Wan Qian replied without even looking at them.    

    

The waiter suddenly perked up and said, "Alright sir, please wait for a moment. I will report the dishes to you right away."    

    

He didn't expect that an inconspicuous young man would order so many dishes. His own commission was also very high, so he was especially excited.    

    

The brothers that were in the martial arts industry looked at Wan Qian with their eyes wide open. They never thought that Wan Qian would be so straightforward and directly ordered a dish. Today was truly a feast for the mouth.    

    

"Introduce yourself. My name is Wan Qian, I'm the boss of a training institute. Today, he happened to pass by and saw that his brothers were playing quite well. Coincidentally, my training institute has martial arts training, so please come to work with me. "Everyone, don't worry about the salary. In accordance with what I've promised, we will distribute it to all of you."    

    

Wan Qian said honestly as he sat against the wall with his hands on the table.    

    

When everyone at the table heard this, they secretly nodded their heads and acknowledged Wan Qian's identity and strength.    

    

No wonder he was so rich. He was the boss of a training company.    

    

The training industry is the most profitable right now. Everyone needs training in all walks of life. Everyone also needs training in all aspects.    

    

However, they did not have the qualifications to start a company, nor did they have the qualifications to do so. Therefore, he would just perform a few performances on the streets and collect some fees to earn a living.    

    

Now that he met Wan Qian, he could just enlarge his specialty. And the salary was very high, so all of them were willing to stay.    

    

He no longer needed to live a life of running back and forth without earning any money.    

    

"Good!" Director Wan was really a young hero! This old man offers you a toast! "    

    

The middle-aged man said as he raised his wine cup, only to discover that it was empty.    

    

So she turned her head and looked at the two behind her. The two of them understood what she meant and quickly ran to the door and shouted: "Waiter! "Give me two bottles of Niu Er!"    

    

"It's coming!"    

    

The waiter handed two bottles of Ox Two to the two people at the door. After removing the bottle cap, he hurriedly poured some for his master.    

    

"I'll use tea in place of wine."    

    

Wan Qian said as he poured a cup of water and clinked it with the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man didn't mind.    

    

Normally, if it was anyone else, they would surely feel that they looked down on him and be angry. However, there weren't many rules in front of Wan Qian.    

    

After all, his strength was just left there.    

    

Not only was he rich, his martial arts attainments were also extremely high. Others wouldn't be able to discern the profoundness behind being able to break his golden cover, but he was well aware of it.    

    

Acupuncture had always been a technique to break the Golden Bell Cover. It was just that very few people in the world knew of it. Who would have thought that they would meet in the presence of a young man?    

    

However, Wan Qian didn't expect that he had only used the Pressure Point. He quickly punched, forming a strong pressure. He focused on hitting out with one of his knuckles, which coincidentally created the Pressure Point effect. This was something he did not expect.    

    

"Awesome!"    

    

The middle-aged man shook his head and said. It had been a long time since he had a drink like this.    

    

Every day, they had to worry about the food and shelter of this team. From now on, he no longer had to worry about these things.    

    

After the toast, the middle-aged man asked the people below to introduce themselves one by one. Wan Qian nodded in acknowledgement one by one.    

    

So his master's name was Loong Xiaotian, and he was a boxer for three generations, so he was proficient in the ancestral Golden Bell Cover.    

    

He was the true successor to the Golden Bell Cover. They were not afraid of striking or stabbing their weapons at each other, but they were afraid of slashing their weapons at each other. After all, he hadn't trained his martial arts to the skin yet.    

    

But today, he met Wan Qian and found out what it meant to have someone stronger than you.    

    

After the introductions were done, the dishes were served. Everyone had been busy for the whole afternoon and were extremely hungry. After Wan Qian threw his chopsticks, the others started to gobble down the food as well.    

    

Almost as soon as the plate was served, the bottom was revealed. Judging from the situation, a single dish might not even be enough to eat.    

    

But that didn't matter. If there wasn't enough to eat, he would order more. Do you care about this little food?    

    

"When the time comes, I will let my disciples do what I am taught." Master Long is responsible for training the students. I'll build a school for you. "    

    

Wan Qian said as he called Rising Sun, "What happened to the unfinished building?"    

    

"Reporting to Director Wan, it's more or less done. We're in the process of painting the exterior wall."    

    

"Alright, find a plot of land and build a martial arts school." I'll grant you 300 billion, that should be enough, right? "    

    

"Enough is enough. I'll do it. "    

    

The Rising Sun hung up the phone and began arranging for other workers to rush to another project.    

    

Wan Qian directly transferred the money to the Rising Sun.    

    

After hanging up, everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at Wan Qian in shock.