On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Ping’s family didn’t have many relatives who wanted to pay New Year’s greetings.

My aunt's family also made an appointment over the phone, and they will come to Yangcheng on the second day of junior high school.

On the first day of the new year, Fang Ping huddled at home watching TV and chatting with other people in the group.

It's okay for people like Wu Zhihao. Although there are many relatives at home, not all of them can be used.

Fu Changding and his group would be miserable.

Fang Ping saw Fu Changding complaining in the group. As a student of Mowu and a formal martial artist, he, Fu Changding, was considered an adult and could truly take on the family business on his behalf.

Therefore, starting from this year, he has to visit his seven aunts and eight aunts, various uncles, aunts and uncles alone...

This guy posted a schedule by the way, and it’s full!

From the first day of the lunar month to the tenth day of the first lunar month, he had to pay New Year greetings to nearly a hundred elders, all of whom required home visits.

People like Zhao Lei are in a similar situation. They have many relatives, a big family, a big business, and a large circle. As a junior, they have to come to visit them to pay New Year greetings.

Fang Ping didn't want to wish anyone else New Year's greetings. He was a student, so naturally no one would wish him New Year's greetings.

Although many high-level officials in Yangcheng know that Fang Ping is a first-class peak martial artist, Fang Ping is too young, so now everyone has not been in contact with each other, and there is no need to pay New Year greetings to each other.

But the Fang family still has people coming today!

…

Fang Ping almost choked to death when he saw seven or eight little girls coming to the door with flushed faces and excitedly wishing Fangyuan New Year!

"Sister Yuanyuan, happy New Year!"

"President, I haven't seen you for several days. Do you want to go out and play together today?"

"Sister Yuanyuan, isn't Brother Fang at home?"

"..."

Fang Ping stared at a little girl, "What kind of look do you have!"

I am such a big living person, so you ignore me?

It's no wonder that others ignored him. Fang Ping huddled in the sofa, too lazy to move. In addition, these people were looking for Fang Yuan, so he didn't come out to say hello.

As a result, it was so gorgeous that it was ignored!

When he heard someone mentioning himself, Fang Ping showed a soft smile and said, "I'm here!"

"Wow! Brother Fang is at home!"

A little girl screamed in surprise.

Then, the next moment something happened again that left Fang Ping speechless.

"Run, Brother Fang is at home!"

"Run!"

"Let's go, Sister Yuanyuan, please call me!"

"..."

In less than 5 seconds, seven or eight little girls disappeared!

I didn’t even take the elevator, I just ran away from the stairs!

Fang Ping was stunned, what happened?

When did I become so unpopular with women!

Over at Mowu, Yang Xiaoman and the others didn't like them. Previously, Liu Ruoqi was so frightened that she ran away.

Now, when a few little girls see me at home, their first reaction is not to worship and ask for autographs, but to run away!

"My destiny as a woman..."

Fang Ping was completely speechless, why!

Am I not handsome?

Not strong?

Still no money?

None!

But what's going on now, I haven't met a reliable woman.

Fang Ping looked ugly, snorted, and continued to shrink back into the sofa to watch TV. This shouldn't be the case!

Fangyuan took a cautious look at Fang Ping, and saw that his face looked like the bottom of a pot, and she couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Fang Ping won't know that I said bad things about him, right?"

"I didn't say anything. I just said that he likes to hit people, like to cut people in half with a knife, and likes to pinch people's faces until they are round... What I said is the truth!"

Fang Yuan muttered something in her mind and hurried upstairs. She was afraid that Fang Ping would pinch her face again later.

She has obviously lost weight, but Fang Ping is at home these days, and her little face has visibly bulged again. Fang Yuan will not admit that she has eaten a lot more in the past few days!

…

On the second day of the first lunar month, my aunt and her family came to visit.

His cousins ​​also came together. With these two naughty kids around, Fang Ping also had a severe headache and had no free time for two or three days in a row.

My aunt and uncle also knew about Fang Ping's participation in the exchange competition.

In the past few days, I saw Fang Ping praising him again and again. Fang Ping almost didn't dare to stay at home anymore.

The family is so big and he encounters him hundreds of times a day. If he continues to praise him, he will collapse.

By the sixth day of the first lunar month, Fang Ping finally no longer had to stay at home with those three naughty children.

The warrior exchange meeting held in Yangcheng has begun!

…

Yangcheng Hotel.

This time the Yangcheng Warrior Exchange Meeting was held on the second floor of the hotel.

At this moment, Tan Zhenping also received the task of welcoming guests.

The warriors coming this time are not only local Yangcheng warriors, but also some Yangcheng warriors who developed from other places will also participate.

Forget about familiar warriors, some warriors developed in other places are not familiar to everyone, and they still need warriors here in Yangcheng to come forward to receive them.

Tan Zhenping was not alone. There was also a deputy director of the Detective Bureau beside him.

The two of them chatted quietly while receiving guests.

"Zhang Fengyang has reached the second level, right? His momentum just now was extraordinary, and he seemed to be stronger than us."

"Probably so."

Tan Zhenping nodded, then shook his head and said: "We all came from the martial arts training class, and now the second level is not popular anymore."

"You can't say that. Reform is also a matter for the upper class. In Yangcheng, the first grade is the first grade, and the second grade is the second grade..."

While the two were chatting, a taxi stopped at the door.

At first, the two of them didn't pay much attention. When they saw the young man getting off the car, Tan Zhenping suddenly smiled and said, "Fang Ping, I thought you weren't coming."

“There were so many taxis that I almost didn’t get a taxi.”

Fang Ping laughed and greeted as he walked: "Uncle Tan, why are you asked to pick up people outside?"

"Today some second-grade warriors and even third-grade warriors are coming over, and they have to keep up a good show..."

Tan Zhenping laughed, and then helped introduce: "This is Shi Tao, deputy director of the Yangcheng Detective Bureau..."

"Hello, Director Shi!"

"Mr. Fang is indeed young and promising. I almost didn't recognize him. He was too young..."

Shi Tao was also extremely polite and enthusiastic. There was no talented student of Mowu that he, the deputy director, could compare to.

A few people exchanged polite words, but Tan Zhenping had to continue greeting people. Although Fang Ping was a guest, Tan Zhenping was a generation older than him, so he couldn't just go up there and just stood aside and chatted with them.

At this time, a black car stopped in front of the door.

In the car, two men got out, one old and one young.

Seeing the person coming, Tan Zhenping frowned slightly, then smiled and said: "Old Chen..."

"Tan Zhenping?"

Seeing Tan Zhenping, the middle-aged man who got off the car suddenly frowned and snorted: "What, you became a doorman?

I thought you, Tan Zhenping, had tricked me to get me away, but now you are the chief director, but I didn’t expect you were just a doorman!"

"Chen Qitao!"

Tan Zhenping frowned and said, "Don't go too far. Everyone knows who was right and who was wrong about what happened back then!"
To be continued...