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You can search for the latest chapters by searching for "I, a single person exclusive 10 billion subsidy search novel (www.soxs.cc)" in Baidu!When Chen Hao woke up, it was already 6 o'clock in the morning. He suddenly remembered what happened yesterday morning. He opened the quilt with conditional launch. The quilt was clean and there were no other traces, which made him relieved.

Chen Hao still went to play Wu Qin Xi, and when he returned to the room, the nanny girl at home had already brought him breakfast.

Although Xia Jing left, before she left, she had instructed the nanny at home to take care of Chen Hao's diet and daily life. She was quite competent as the logistics manager.

"Boss, have a drink of eight-treasure porridge, this is what Xia Jing specially ordered us to do, warm up." The nanny said.

"Ok, thanks."

Chen Hao thanked him politely, and then took a bite. Although it was not the taste that Xia Jing cooked, it was still delicious. He quickly finished the breakfast on the table.

Chen Hao turned around and changed his clothes, and was about to go out to Ouye Town. It would take more than an hour to drive there.

But when he passed the door after he went out, he found a car parked at the door, and two middle-aged men standing straight here.

"Boss, they said they want to see you." The security guard came out to report.

"Oh?"

Chen Hao looked at the two men. They were wearing clothes that were a little bit old-fashioned. His temples were bulging high, and he felt very restrained. Under the calm appearance, there seemed to be explosive power hidden.

"These two people are masters!" Chen Hao concluded in his heart.

"What's the matter with you two?" Chen Hao stepped forward and asked.

"Are you Mr. Chen Hao?"

One of the middle-aged men asked politely.

"It's me." Chen Hao replied.

"That's right, I am a disciple of Jianzhan Villa. I am here to apologize to you. Yesterday my junior came to send the invitation and challenge you without authorization. I also distorted the invitation into a war sticker. I am very sorry."

With that, the companion behind the middle-aged man took a forty-centimeter-long delicate wooden box from the car, held it in his hands, and came to Chen Hao.

"This is a little bit of my caution. I hope Mr. Chen can accept it and forget yesterday's unhappiness." The middle-aged man said.

Chen Hao felt very strange. The other party sent someone to provoke the post yesterday, and today he came to apologize and give a gift. This time, he felt that there was something tricky inside.

"What the hell are you looking for at Jianjian Villa?" Chen Hao asked.

Middle-aged humanity: "It's my master who wants to see you. I heard that you have defeated Lin Dayou. There is a master in Baihe City. As the president of the Wushu Association of He Province, of course you need to get to know him."

"The Wuxi Association?"

Chen Hao felt that the word was strange.

"Yes, it is the abbreviation of Wushu Association." The middle-aged man replied unsmilingly, "There is no other meaning. If you are worried about personal safety, you can bring some entourage with you."

This middle-aged man spoke very sincerely, and Chen Hao didn't feel like he was deliberately setting a trap to tell him to pass, which was fundamentally different from the young man who sent the post.

Chen Hao wanted to see what medicine they were selling in the gourd, so he opened the wooden box, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Inside was a very beautifully crafted dagger with a scabbard, and the scabbard was inlaid with an emerald, and Some beautiful Mongolian knives are similar.

The quaint shape is quite exquisite. Chen Hao took out the dagger, and immediately covered it with cold light. This dagger had a chill. It was a good weapon and was estimated to be of great value.

Chen Hao is not very knowledgeable, but I feel that such a dagger is mainly sold on the market, at least a few thousand, or even tens of thousands, which is considered a valuable gift.17 Pen Fun Pavilion www.17sct.com

"You sent someone rudely to post a war post yesterday, and came back today to apologize. This is a bit inconsistent." Chen Hao put the dagger back into the wooden box and temporarily let the security guard around him hold it.

"You are misunderstood. What my teacher wrote was not a war post, but an invitation. It was an invitation from yesterday’s disciple, who distorted the facts if he wanted to show up. Our patriarch has already punished him in confinement for a month. This time I came here. Send invitations."

After all, the middle-aged man took out a red invitation and presented it with both hands.

This time the other party was more polite, and Chen Hao was not disgusted, so he accepted the invitation and read it.

The content is to invite Chen Hao to be a guest at Zhujian Villa and discuss Wuhui friends. The inscription is Long Xiaoyan, the president of the He Provincial Wushu Association.

As soon as Chen Hao's heart moved, he asked, "Do you still build weapons at the Swordsman Villa?"

"Yes, our villa has been handed down for more than 800 years, and has been committed to building high-quality weapons, but it is not sold to foreigners, only to members of the Wushu Association." The middle-aged man said.

Chen Hao was tempted this time. He was about to go to Ouye Town to find someone who made kitchen knives by ancient methods. He didn't expect that the other party would send it to the door. Moreover, this time the courtesy is sufficient. Chen Hao is willing to visit this sword-making villa. one look.

"Okay, I'll be there." Chen Hao nodded.

"Okay, do you take our car or drive by yourself?"

"I can drive by myself, you can lead the way." Chen Hao said.

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense, drove his Wrangler SUV and led the way.

This martial artist has some financial resources, he is generous, and he is considered high-end when driving a car. He is brand-name goods and should be mixed well.

Chen Hao drove on his favorite military Hummer and followed behind.

The car drove all the way to the outside of the city and drove along the highway. After nearly an hour, the Wrangler drove to a fork in the road, but Chen Hao's navigation did not show the name of the place.

However, the roads here are not badly repaired, the roads are clean, with green pine on both sides, and a touch of green in winter.

After driving for a few miles, I found a complex of buildings in front of him, similar to his China Garden, with the door face also of antique buildings.

The buildings here seem to be old. It is estimated that they have been built for decades, and they are well protected, adding a sense of history.

The Wrangler stopped in the parking space in front, and Chen Hao also stopped beside them. After getting off the car, the middle-aged man said "please" and led the way.

"Senior Brother!"

"Hello Brother San!"

In Zhujian Villa, people passing by were greeting the leading middle-aged man, and Chen Hao knew that this middle-aged man had a certain status in the villa.

"Mr. Chen, please here!"

Senior Brother San took Chen Hao to a main building and made a sign of please.

Chen Hao entered it with him.

"Go and inform Master, that I have invited Mr. Chen here." Senior Brother San said to the people inside.

Someone went to report, and the third brother invited Chen Hao to sit in the living room. The tables and chairs around were antique mahogany structures. There were many ancient celebrities' calligraphy and paintings around. The decoration here is pretty good, but the style is similar to Chen Hao's villa.

It’s just that the calligraphy and paintings and cultural relics in Chen Hao’s villa are high imitations bought by Xia Jing in the online store. They are very cheap. Many of the objects here have the glory of history. Chen Hao believes that at least most of them are genuine. From this point of view, this sword-making villa is very rich.

Poor culture and wealth are not without reason.