God Level Demon

“What do you say? ”

Fong Confucius, an elderly man in white, looked at Xiaping: “Such quotas are priceless. Some families can't even come up with billions of federal dollars to join them. They are not geniuses, and there will be no such opportunity. ”

“And you have this opportunity now. ”

“As long as you pass the trial, you can join the giant company and become one of us. ”

The people in black next door looked at Xia Ping with great envy, and they were just followers of the elderly in white, and it was simply impossible to join the giant company.

Not to mention, this kid is still being invited by Fang, which is a huge gap.

“After joining the giant company, can't you go to college?” Xiaping wants to know that.

Fong Confucius, the old man in white, smiled: “Of course not, even if you join the giant company, you can go to college, or we still want you to go to college, continue your studies, become stronger. ”

“As you can see, the universities of the Federal Government are the bases for public training of martial artists, while the major martial arts organizations are the places where university students work after graduation. ”

“As I'm sure you know, some Wushu college graduates choose to join private companies, some choose to create their own companies, some join the federal government, some become soldiers, and so on. ”

“However, in order to compete for potential fighters, many forces have been fighting since high school. ”

Xiaping nodded as well. Whether the martial artists had the potential to march to the martial arts pole was almost obvious from high school, almost correct.

There are, of course, some high school grades that are even, erupted in college, but they are rare and negligible.

As a result, many martial arts organizations pay attention to talented martial artists in universities, and once they have some potential, they are scratched and signed in advance to join their own organizations.

After all, there are only so many geniuses. If one is stolen, one is less. Of course, you have to do it first.

“But what does this trial mean? ”

Xiaping continued to ask.

“This is a test for you to join a giant company, and everyone who wants to join a giant company must do so, without exception, only by passing. ”

Fong Confucius, the old man in white, smiled slightly: “This trial is difficult, but I also said to the ordinary martial artist, I believe it is easy for you to reverse the test. ”

He has full confidence in Xia Ping. He can cultivate the spiritual strength of the Martial Arts alone, overstep the challenge and defeat the strong fighters. If none of these people can pass the trial, he does not know who can pass.

In fact, when it comes to this, Xiaping's heart has made up its mind. This is a rare opportunity.

Once he joins the giant company, there is this huge thing, who dares to move himself, no matter how much trouble he's in, I'm afraid the giant company can easily solve it, it's a huge mountain lean.

Not to mention, he can get all kinds of top martial arts secrets, all kinds of celestial treasures, and constantly enhance martial arts cultivation through the superpower of Giant Corporation.

And even if this super hate system disappears, he will be able to rapidly rise and grow stronger with giant companies.

No, it's stupid!

“What do you say? Interested in joining?” Fong Confucius, the old man in white, looked at Xiaping.

Xiaping nodded: “I'm in. ”

“Very good.”

Fang Confucius laughed, very happy, finally got an extinct genius, even for his Yangzhou district director, is a great credit.

Though giant, giant companies are still thirsty for martial arts genius. It is precisely because of the constant martial arts genius of giant companies that the status of giant can be maintained.

Tap, he presses the smartwatch on his wrist, a virtual projection projects immediately, and then gently reaches out and sends a document to Xiaping's phone: “By the way, this is the contract you signed for the giant company, and if you sign this contract, it has a legal effect, which counts as joining the giant company. ”

“You can rest assured that the Giant's contract is still very relaxed for the martial arts. ”

Xiaping took out his phone and took a closer look at it. The Giant Company's contract was relatively relaxed for the martial arts, it was just an employment contract, not a slave contract.

Some martial arts organizations are insidious, deliberately coming up with a contract for the pit, a slave contract, trying to tie up the martial arts for life, and some martial arts geniuses fall into each other's traps.

As a result, they spent decades fighting lawsuits, causing both defeats and losses.

Giant companies, however, are the three giants of Huangxing, and do not hesitate to make such a trap contract, simply because of their name, can attract countless talented warriors to join.

If justice is maintained, its position as a giant can be maintained continuously.

Thinking about it, Xiaping clicks on the contract, binds it to his ID, and then sends it back.

“Very good.”

When Xiaping signed the contract, the old man in white, Fang Confucius, laughed even more brilliantly. "A week later, we'll start the trial, and I'll send someone to pick you up in person at school. ”

“Won't it delay the college entrance exam?” Xiaping asked.

Fang Confucian waved: “Don't worry, the trial is estimated to be enough for one month, it is two months before the college entrance exam. As for the school, I'll send someone to help you take time off. ”

“Well, go back and get ready and try to improve your martial arts practice. ”

“The better you perform in this trial, the better it will be. ”

He reminded Xia Ping of his obscurity.

“Okay.” Xiaping nodded, then turned around and left the lobby.

When he arrived on the first floor, he immediately saw a group of middle-aged men in black suits, all of whom were waiting at the door.

Xia Ping immediately recognized that these middle-aged men in black suits were not simple, all high-ranking officials and giants of Tianshui City, some of whom were also members of parliament and mayors who often appeared on television.

Even he, who cares not about politics, knows the reputation of these people. After all, to exaggerate, these people are the heavens of Tianshui City.

“Xia Xian nephew. ”

At this time, a fat man with a big stomach stool came up and looked at Xiaping with a smile and a very enthusiastic attitude.

“Are you?” Xiaping blinked his eyes. He didn't know the fat guy, but somehow he thought the guy was familiar, as if he'd seen him somewhere.

“I'm Feng Hetang's father, Feng Shan.” The fat man in the suit grinned.

It's Feng Hetang's father!

Xia Ping revealed a slight appearance. No wonder he thinks this guy is very familiar, but this guy should have watched live TV too. He has seen himself beat up his son, but now he is so passionate about himself?!