Director Hu would never have thought that someone could be a dog to this extent.

Although this little guy is a bit bigger, the weight he throws every time is not difficult to accept.

Director Hu unknowingly played with this little guy for half an hour.

When the little guy lay down, Zhang Bei also stretched and stood up.

"Put it back, we have to go down the mountain."

"good!"

Director Hu rubbed his aching arms, placed the little guy on the branch, and followed Zhang Bei's footsteps down the mountain.

Taking advantage of the light of dusk, Zhang Bei rushed all the way to the foot of the mountain. He also said hello to the live broadcast room and then turned off the live broadcast.

The hotel car also stopped on the roadside early in the morning, and Zhang Bei yawned and got into the passenger seat.

I casually took out a can of beer from the car refrigerator and took a big sip of it.

The cold beer took away the last trace of the summer heat. While driving on the road, Zhang Bei flipped through today's missed calls.

An unknown number, two phone numbers from Li Yanghua, and a call from the head of the Li family.

Zhang Bei took the lead in returning to Li Yanghua after taking a few glances.

After ringing for a few seconds, the call was quickly answered.

"Zhang Head!"

"What do you want from me?"

"I have already mastered the goose breeding technology you want. Where will the breeding base be built?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bei groped his chin and thought for a moment.

"Put it in the village where the geese are raised. Raising them together will save you some trouble."

"good!"

After hanging up the phone call of the wage earner, the next call was made to the head of the Li family.

"Zhang Head!"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Well, my son sent someone back a prescription today..."

The little master's work is now on the right track. Although the forbidden recipes have not been translated yet, some other ancient recipes are basically not very difficult.

The intense and exciting work has now allowed a child who is only fifteen years old to experience the joy of hair loss.

"It's just for you. After you make the finished product, remember to start the process for approval as soon as possible."

"Thank you Zhang Boutou!"

The voice with deep gratitude made Zhang Bei's lips curl into a smile.

The Li family is his most important knife against some financial groups. The sharper the knife, the easier his life will be.

After exchanging a few words with the head of the Li family again, Zhang Bei also focused on this unfamiliar number.

After rummaging through his memory to make sure he had never seen this number before, Zhang Bei clicked Callback.

As the music played for a few seconds, a slightly thick voice came over.

"Hello Zhang Boutou!"

It has to be said that some people's voices are extremely recognisable. Just one sentence and the figure of a little black fat man instantly appeared in Zhang Bei's mind.

"Gangzi?"

"Hey, it's me!"

After identifying the specific person, Zhang Bei's brain quickly began to think about the purpose of this little black fat man calling him.

Did he hear the news about Jiuliu and plan to solve it himself?

Or is he still going to keep covering up the scandal about the cross talk school?

"I'm calling you this time to ask if my opera disciple knows you are available in three days."

Hearing this, a smile appeared in Zhang Bei's eyes.

"Your opera background?"

"Yes, my opera school!"

One sentence has two meanings. Although this little black fat man has lost his original majesty, his character of revenge has not changed.

The opera sect is not having an easy time these days, and like the storytelling sect, it is divided into two opposing camps.

On the one hand, they advocated changes to cater to the current young market. The famous Three Sessions Trial of Galileo was studied by this group of people.

The other group can be regarded as the conservatives. In their eyes, once Peking Opera changes, it will no longer be Peking Opera.

Without even thinking about it, the little black fat man said that his opera school obviously attracted these people who advocated change.

Two opera schools appear in one ninth stream?

Obviously they want to compete, and he must have seen his recent actions in Jiuliu.

Based on his personality, he would never have any conflict with himself.

"Okay, three days from now, right? I'll definitely be there!"

"Then I'll welcome Zhang Baotou to Jincheng!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Bei groped his chin, his eyes full of interest.

His actions here will be very fast. After all, he has been planning for several years. After taking action, he will have everything he needs to get in his hands soon.ωωw..net

The little black fat man's meaning is also very clear. He is willing to rely on his side, but he still hopes to do it himself.

After so many years of grievances, coupled with the grievances his master had suffered, he, the apprentice, must still plan to come in person.

The car carried Director Hu who was rubbing his arms and Zhang Bei who was lost in thought all the way back to the hotel.

After Zhang Bei ordered dinner in the kitchen, he went straight back to his room and opened the messages that Wu An and Magic Sect had sent him during this period.

Most of the inheritance has been temporarily deposited in the bank, and can be sent directly back to the village when I return.

He glanced at Director Hu who was lying on the chair, then took out a map and started studying tomorrow's route.

There are many animals and plants around Taimu Mountain, but in fact many of them have been seen in live broadcasts before.

Moreover, there are not many mammals in this area, but there are an absurd number of various kinds of birds.

Zhang Bei drew a few lines on the map and planned out where he needed to go tomorrow.

Mainly look for serows and secondly look for any strange birds.

If you encounter some rare birds, let Mazu take good care of them and try to restore their numbers in a few years or even ten years.

Director Hu looked at Zhang Bei's movements and gave up on relaxing his shoulders, and came over to study together.

After being busy until dinner, Zhang Bei looked at his live streaming phone, which had already charged most of its battery, and a smile filled his lips again.

Walking all the way to the private room with Director Hu, the waiters and chefs had already placed the dishes on the entire table.

Zhang Bei quickly adjusted the camera and sat on the chair.

As the lights came on in the live broadcast room, a large number of viewers and a group of netizens who did not know the truth quickly poured in.

The alligator is beaten every day: [Throne, mmd is going to have his teeth repaired tomorrow...]

Sister Zhou can also rush:: [Sofa, hahahaha, who told you to chew it with your teeth?],

Beiming Youhai: [Front row, go in the morning and come back to work in the afternoon.]

As the barrage in the live broadcast room surged, Zhang Bei's curious eyes also focused on the avatar of the alligator.

"Tell me, what did this fire-lighting crocodile do again?"
Chapter completed!