For Future Emails, My Golden Finger Is Myself

The night before Weng Tong’s birthday.

Yuan's study room.

There was a slight vibration from the hidden compartment at the top of the window sill.

This is Yuan Chenghong's new secret pattern.

Since moving his satellite phone, his luck has slowly recovered.

A few days ago, I was back to my peak.

Yuan Chenghong answered the phone: "Hey, Tianhui, what do you want from me?"

In fact, he and Tianhui are not familiar with each other.

The two are not island owners under the same elder, and they have never had any communication before.

"My people were captured by Qianlong again."

"Sorry, I can't help you with this."

"You don't need to save people. Tomorrow is Weng Tong's birthday. Please help me contain Qianlong's people, especially the one named Yi Yan.

I'll take care of other things myself.

If you can make something happen to that bastard Yi Yan, I can give you the body quenching source fluid I just got.

I heard that you lost a lot of body quenching source fluid in Tiansin. "

"Haha, okay, deal!"

"Tianji, you are indeed in the capital, and your status is not low."

"That's not your thing to worry about."

…

"Second uncle." Yuan Weicheng came to the study.

"Sit!" Yuan Chenghong said calmly.

Yuan Weicheng is Yuan Weida's cousin and the son of Yuan Chenghong's eldest brother Yuan Chengming.

He originally had a bright future, but his father Yuan Chengming bore all the consequences of launching missiles privately.

This also led to the destruction of Yuan Weicheng's future. Now his position is neither high nor low, and there is no possibility of further advancement.

"I heard that you have an appointment with the third child of the Zheng family tomorrow?" Yuan Chenghong fiddled with the tea set in front of him and handed a cup of tea to Yuan Weicheng.

Yuan Weicheng stood up, bowed and took the tea cup with both hands, and said:

"Yes, I made an appointment to take a hot spring bath at noon tomorrow. It shouldn't be anything important."

It was the Weng family's birthday party in the evening, so they could only make an appointment to go out for fun at noon.

The third child of the Zheng family is uneducated and has no skills. He eats, drinks and has fun every day.

Yuan Weicheng was not from the same group as him.

And now Yuan Weicheng can only play with such people.

"Does the third youngest of the Zheng family have a fiancée named Wang Xuan?"

Yuan Weicheng didn't know why Yuan Chenghong asked this.

This marriage was decided many years ago, and it has nothing to do with the Yuan family. Yuan Weicheng nodded and said:

"That seems to be the case."

Yuan Chenghong took out his mobile phone, and then Yuan Weicheng received a photo on his mobile phone.

Yuan Chenghong: "Tomorrow, let him see this photo accidentally."

Yuan Weicheng did not hesitate and nodded decisively: "Okay, what about after seeing this photo?"

"Other things have nothing to do with you, and don't do unnecessary things.

After the matter is completed, I will clear the position of your office director for you. "

"Thank you, uncle."

…

The next evening, the Weng family manor.

Yi Yan and the two got out of the car, showed their electronic invitations at the gate of the manor, and were let go.

In theory, one invitation can bring four people.

After entering the manor, Weng Tong's eldest son Weng Shixiong came to greet Yi Yan in person, which really made everyone look at him.

Most people are housekeepers and servants who receive and guide people.

Slightly more important people are also received by the descendants of the Weng family.

Only guests from the same seven major families will be received by Weng Shixiong.

Weng Shixiong took Yi Yan all the way to the backyard. Weng Tong was wearing a bright red longevity gown.

The makeup artist on the side was still adjusting his look.

"Dad, Yi Yan is here." Weng Shixiong walked in with Yi Yan.

"Xiao Yi, you're here." Weng Tong spoke highly of Yi Yan.

Originally, today, I could just arrange a seat for Yi Yan.

If Weng Tong attaches so much importance to Yi Yan, there must be something else going on.

Of course Yi Yan knew why and was not surprised at all. He said with a faint smile:

"Today is my 70th birthday. I wish you long-lasting happiness and immortality."

"Haha... Okay, okay!" Weng Tong smiled cheerfully, pointed to the little fat man squatting on the ground and counting ants and said:

"This is my grandson Weng Yishu."

The little fat man squatting on the ground heard his grandfather calling him and looked up.

He saw his father, Weng Shixiong, looking over with murderous eyes, and then he remembered his domineering father's instructions yesterday.

The little fat man stood up immediately, sucked in the snot from his nose, and ran over and shouted:

"Hello, uncle Yi Yan, my name is Weng Yishu, I am nine years old this year.

Now in the third grade of Beijing No. 1 Primary School, she is good at painting, dancing, singing and... and reciting ancient poems. "

Yi Yan looked at this little fat man with a childish face, a runny nose and slurred speech.

I can’t believe that this is the future number one god in Great Xia?

In several consecutive emails from the future, I was not as talented as him, and he came from behind.

It wasn't until some recent emails that I accumulated more and more knowledge that I surpassed him.

This guy has been his apprentice countless times and has surpassed himself countless times.

He is definitely the most talented person in the Daxia professional circle.

Although he still has a runny nose.

Yi Yan smiled and touched his head: "Hello, Yishu."

Weng Yishu took out two lollipops and said:

"This is my favorite food. Dad said good things should be shared with others.

Uncle Yi Yan, I'll give you one. "

"Thank you." Yi Yan took the lollipop and hesitated whether to open it and eat it on the spot.

It's not a good idea to eat lollipops on this occasion today.

If you don't eat, will it hurt the little fat man's heart?

At this time, Weng Tong came to Yi Yan's rescue and said:

"Xiao Yi, what do you think of my grandson?"

"A dragon and a phoenix among men!" Yi Yan said with a smile.

Weng Tong laughed loudly when he heard this. Who doesn't like to hear good words:

"Really? You're not trying to make me happy, are you?"

"More real than real gold." Yi Yan said.

Weng Tong suddenly said seriously: "Then are you willing to accept him as your disciple? Once a teacher, always a father.

If you accept a book as a disciple, you will be of the same generation as Shixiong in the Weng family.

The younger members of the Weng family have to use honorifics when they see you. "

As Weng Yishu's master, Yi Yan gained not only respect, but also the status and power of the Weng family.

This was the first time Weng Tong seriously tried to win over Yi Yan.

There was no reason why he shouldn't be tempted by a talent like Yi Yan.

And there are so many eager guys outside who are always ready to take advantage of the situation.

"Okay." Yi Yan was prepared and agreed without hesitation:

"Weng Yishu will be my founding disciple from now on."

Seeing how cheerful Yi Yan was, Weng Tong and his son were a little confused. They hadn't even said a bunch of lines they had prepared.

It is a big deal in the seven major families for a direct descendant to become a disciple.

Once a teacher, always a father, this is not just talk.

Once Yi Yan accepts Weng Yishu as his disciple, it will prove that he has completely sided with the Weng family.

From now on, he will be branded with the Weng family.

For Yi Yan, finding the Weng family as his backer was the original plan.

Without a backer, he would never be able to defeat the insidious Yuan Chenghong.

Moreover, standing in line as a direct disciple is definitely a very honorable way to stand in line.

Why not do it.

Weng Shixiong thought for a while and then said:

"Yishu has a bit of ADHD. He can't concentrate in class. I'm afraid he won't be able to study."

He was worried that Yi Yan would lose his patience, so it was better to tell Weng Yishu's shortcomings in advance.

"It doesn't matter, it's a small problem." Yi Yan said with a smile: "Let him awaken the soul master, I will teach him well."

Anyway, if this guy is free-range, he will become the number one god in Great Xia. It’s a shame.

This kind of apprentice saves the most from the master and has no pressure at all.

"Xiao Yi, you are very optimistic about the life soul master profession."

Weng Tong still remembered Yi Yan's previous request not to exchange the Soul Master Formation Diagram at the International Conference.

Yi Yan: "A book is very suitable for this profession."

"Okay, I will ask relatives and friends from all parties to bear witness later."

Weng Tong smiled sincerely and let go of the heavy stone in his heart.

With Yi Yan's guidance, he could finally feel relieved about his grandson.

On today's birthday, the most important thing is for Sun Tzu Weng Yishu to worship Yi Yan as his teacher.

The birthday banquet is just a pretext.