Close the Deal, Superficial Brothers

Three of them raised their wine glasses.

They clinked glasses once more.

Lin Fan's intentions towards Li Caijun were quite straightforward.

Given the current situation,

Going solo would bring no benefits.

This was a scheme of "driving the tiger to devour the wolf."

First, get the knife in hand, no matter what.

Without money in hand, everything is just wasting time and effort—stinky but useless.

On this side, Li Caijun was pouring wine for himself and helping Lin Fan pour wine.

Seeing that Ma Qun's glass still had two-fifths of the wine left,

He instinctively wanted to pour some more for him.

When a person is in a good mood,

Everything looks pleasing to the eye.

Everything seems so wonderful.

If it were in the past,

Telling Li Caijun to pour wine for others?

No way!

However, Ma Qun pulled his glass back and waved his hand impatiently, saying, "I still have some left, I still have some left."

Li Caijun froze for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly and said, "Then I’ll drink it myself."

Now that the conversation was in full swing,

Lin Fan's focus shifted back to Xu Mo.

"Little Li, there’s something I tell you, and you definitely won’t believe it."

"What is it? Go ahead and tell me."

Li Caijun placed his glass down.

Lin Fan said meaningfully, "Do you know why Ma Qun and I are in such a wretched state?"

Li Caijun glanced at the two.

The swelling hadn’t gone down yet.

Especially Ma Qun.

Truth be told,

He looked quite pitiful.

Li Caijun shook his head and said, "I have no idea."

"It’s all because of Xu Mo." Lin Fan didn’t beat around the bush.

Li Caijun was puzzled, "Did he have someone beat you up?"

"Yes, and no."

What?

Li Caijun was full of question marks.

Lin Fan didn’t hide anything.

"One reason is Song Ligang, and the other is Xu Mo himself, this old guy!"

When mentioning Song Ligang,

Li Caijun’s eyes lit up with fervor, and what made him even more incredulous was the widely known iron-blooded Song Ligang in the industry.

Which went to the Xu Family and the bosom of capital giant Xu Mo!!

No wonder Lin Fan mentioned having news of Song Ligang.

While Li Caijun rubbed his hands together, he was filled with curiosity, "That doesn’t make sense! With just Song Ligang, you two against one should be able to handle him easily."

Ma Qun chimed in at this moment, "Lin Ge said, there’s also Xu Mo!"

Xu Mo?

"He's just a playboy, can he turn the tables?"

"You’re right, he really can turn the tables!"

Lin Fan’s eyes revealed a hint of ferocity, "This guy practices an ancient martial art, and the level of his skill is mid-to-upper, even at the top tier. Moreover, his cultivation level is no less than mine. I suspect he practices two ancient martial arts, at least at the greater mastery level!"

Li Caijun's expression was quite vivid at this moment.

Regardless of the ancient martial arts,

Being fortunate enough to master one,

Was already a rarity.

To reach the greater mastery or perfect mastery level,

Was top-tier among the top-tier.

Li Caijun was one of the few lucky ones.

He practiced an ancient martial art that became fiercer the more he fought.

The more seriously he was injured,

The more powerful his explosive strength became.

In layman’s terms, it’s the "mad dog" fighting style.

Of course,

There are also drawbacks.

If the counterattack force is completely exhausted,

Then if he can’t win,

He can only choose to flee.

At that time, it was his weakest state.

He needed at least three days of rest.

Shortest might be three days, longest might be a week!

Depending on the severity of the injury.

The environment in China is too good.

Like flowers in a greenhouse,

They can’t withstand the trials of nature.

Who is Xu Mo?

The son of a capital giant.

One of the richest of the rich.

With so much money, enjoying life is more important.

Who has the time for all this?

Li Caijun didn’t believe it a hundred percent.

"Hahaha-------------Little Li, I knew you wouldn’t believe it. Some things can only be understood after experiencing them firsthand." Lin Fan laughed and said.

Li Caijun also laughed, "Come on, Lin Ge, let’s drink."

"We’re just trying to give you a heads-up." Ma Qun was a bit displeased.

You actually doubt us?

Li Caijun was intrigued, let’s see how you keep bluffing, do you think I’ll fall for it?

"So, tell me, what’s the characteristic of Xu Mo’s ancient martial art?"

Ma Qun answered without hesitation, "One is a defensive ancient martial art, no matter how we hit him, it’s like he doesn’t feel pain. And the other is an ancient martial fist technique, where every punch produces a sound like firecrackers."

Li Caijun was stunned.

Not only can he fight,

But also damn tough.

A human fighter jet?

Isn’t that a bit too exaggerated?

An ancient martial art that produces sounds when punching.

Li Caijun frowned, flipping through his memories in his mind.

Soon, he actually found it.

"The ancient martial art you mentioned might be the long-lost Ba Ji Quan! Because I once heard my master mention that the perfect level of Ba Ji Quan has a minimum standard! That is, 'a sound that is worth a thousand gold.' It’s not surprising that it produces sounds when executing punches."

Both Lin Fan and Ma Qun were stunned.

Li Caijun actually knows his stuff.

And Li Caijun looked at them with a gaze that said, "Aren’t you idiots?"

He still had a second half to say.

The genuine Ba Ji Quan ancient martial art is extremely difficult to master!

Even his master once joked,

Luckily, he didn’t live in a time when people practiced Ba Ji Quan.

Otherwise, he would have to keep a low profile.

Of course,

Everything in the world is reciprocal.

Effort will yield results; no effort will definitely-------------live a very easy life.

Ha-ha-ha~

The harder the martial art is to practice,

The more stringent the requirements for the practitioner.

Ten years to sharpen one sword,

Is quite normal.

Li Caijun still didn’t believe Xu Mo practiced ancient martial arts,

And it was even the legendary Ba Ji Quan.

Later on,

Lin Fan and Ma Qun no longer mentioned this matter.

They only talked about the situation with Song Ligang,

And the issue of signing the contract.

As for Li Caijun,

Well, he’s a tough guy,

He hasn’t been brutally beaten by society yet.

It’s good for him to touch Xu Mo’s sharp edge.

Wait until he’s beaten silly,

Then he’ll admit it too late.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles,

Some people are stubborn and want to get beaten, what can we do to stop them?

Later, regarding the contract issue,

Li Caijun didn’t want to take it lightly.

Lin Fan had the same idea as Li Caijun.

They immediately called in the best lawyers,

Drafting conditions that were revised and deleted, and then revised again.

Luckily, these lawyers didn’t witness the scene earlier,

Where Lin Fan and Li Caijun were acting out their "deep brotherly love" in the manor.

Otherwise, they would have vomited blood three times.

What a joke, this is what you call "brotherly love"?

Large companies don’t even make contracts as detailed as the two of you!

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