Chapter 556 A Promise

  As the girl said, their Meng family is an aristocratic family, straddling the three worlds of military, government and business, with great power. Since she was born, everything she does has been smooth and smooth. She has always been begged by others, and she has never begged anyone else.

  She conceited that she has seen all kinds of life, and believes that what people want in this life is nothing more than money, power, fame, and strength.

  But the strange martial arts master in front of him didn't care about all of this.

  He disliked that the Meng family's money came from improper sources, and they didn't want money.

  He believes that the Meng family uses power for personal gain and does not want power.

  He doesn't need the publicity given to him by the Meng family after he cured his grandfather, so he doesn't need his name.

   As for Li, an innate master, the Meng family is not qualified to mention "Li" in front of him.

  Eighteen years of life experience, in just a few words, was shattered by Jiang Li.

   "Little brother, if I say that after I recover from my injuries, I promise to be diligent and honest in governing, can I let you take a shot?" The old man asked tentatively. He saw countless people and thought that there was no one he couldn't see through.

   Today he met.

  Jiang Li was the first person he couldn't see through.

  He saw the other party's expression was indifferent, his eyes did not reveal any emotion, and he didn't know what the other party wanted.

  Unexpectedly, Jiang Li asked with a smile, "Isn't this your duty?"

   "And you make such a promise, doesn't it mean that you didn't do this before?"

  The old man was at a loss for words, he really didn't know what Jiang Li wanted.

  Jiang Li seemed to see through the old man's thinking, and said: "I don't want anything. As I said before, in my eyes, you are no different from those patients in the hospital. Status is not the factor that distinguishes people from me."

"That…"

   "If you can do what you promise to be diligent and honest, I can tell you how to heal your wounds."

  The old man said solemnly: "I promise."

  Jiang Li nodded: "I hope you are a person who will do what you say."

   "It can be as short as half a month, or as long as three months. You will receive an order from the supreme ruler of your country to let you contact a mysterious organization. This mysterious organization will cure your illness."

   "What mysterious organization?" The girl was puzzled, but the old man took the girl's hand and motioned her not to ask further questions.

   "Thank you sir for informing this matter." The old man bowed and thanked Jiang Li.

  Jiang Li sighed, and left with Wen Qing'er.

  …

   "Grandpa, this person is so strange, how could you be the same as the patients in the hospital." The girl couldn't understand Jiang Li's behavior.

"it's the same."

  The old man sees much more thoroughly than the young girl.

  His eyes were blurred, as if he was recalling things from a long time ago: "He is a strange person, but he is an admirable person. He reminds me of how I was when I first entered politics."

  "After decades of ups and downs in the officialdom, I have forgotten that I wanted to be a good official who was dedicated to the people at first. It was only later that relatives came to join me. I used my small privileges to pull them up and let them have a higher position than ordinary people. This gradually formed the current Meng family."

   "Even thinking about it now, Grandpa hasn't figured out which step went wrong."

  The old man walked into the car with his hands behind his back.

   "Grandpa wants to be alone and think about what his original intention is."

  The girl was silent and lost in thought.

  …

   "Senior Jiang, you don't seem very happy?" Jiang Li's emotions were so obvious that Wen Qing'er could easily detect it.

   "I'm not unhappy, I just feel helpless to reality."

   "The Mutual Aid Association has already begun to cooperate with the national level. The headquarters of the Mutual Aid Association is here, and the old man is the ruler of this area. If I expected correctly, the highest ruler in your world will personally come forward and let the old man be in charge of the contact work of the Mutual Aid Association."

   "The Mutual Aid Association will definitely sell the old man's face. Healing the old man's injury does not require me to take action at all. I just took a chance and asked him for a promise."

   "Do you know what that means?"

   "What?" Wen Qing'er didn't expect Jiang Li to be thinking about this kind of problem, and the level of thinking about it is obviously beyond her reach.

   "When you reach a certain position, the benefits will come to you, whether you are willing or not, this is the origin of the privilege, and this can also be regarded as the embodiment of the law of the jungle."

  Wen Qing'er nodded half-understood, she felt that she understood, but she didn't feel deeply about Jiang Li.

   Immediately, Jiang Li swept away the gloom on his face, and said with a smile: "On the whole, the cooperation between the Mutual Aid Association and the government will improve medical care, social security, industry, etc. Your country will become better and better. The old man is just the first to receive the dividends. I just expressed my feelings, just listen to it, there is no need to think deeply."

  …

  When Jiang Li returned with fried dough sticks, tofu brains and tea eggs, Wen Quan had just woken up.

   "Did you practice so early?" Wen Quan was surprised, but he didn't expect Jiang Li to be stricter than Taoist Hui Ming.

   "Of course, I am practicing all the time." Jiang Li said.

  Wen Quan: "...I may not be talking about you."

   "Fellow Daoist Bigu, but he still eats the food with more dross than essence, just like ordinary people. I think this is the embodiment of returning to the basics, and Huiming admires it."

  Jiang Li was rarely able to speak.

   If I say I'm greedy, I'm not giving Huiming Taoist some face.

   After the three of them were full, they took a taxi to the playground.

   Now Wen Quan is a rich man worth over 100 million, so he no longer needs to take the bus.

   "Three people, one soul, four unanimous tickets, thank you."

   "Huh?" The ticket sales lady was stunned for a moment, but she didn't react.

  Wen Quan realized the problem, and corrected: "Sorry, sorry, I made a mistake, three unanimous votes."

  Entering the playground, Jiang Li walked towards the roller coaster.

   "Senior Jiang, don't you want to go to the haunted house?"

   "Anyway, I bought the full ticket, so I have to have a good time." Jiang Li taught Wen Quan the principle of making full use of resources.

   After getting on the roller coaster, Jiang Li realized that the speed of the roller coaster was so slow that it wasn't scary at all.

  Flying by myself is faster than a roller coaster.

   On the contrary, the Wen Quan siblings shouted louder than the other. When getting off the roller coaster, Wen Qing'er couldn't even stand up straight.

  Jiang Li tried thrilling and exciting projects such as bungee jumping and pirate ship in turn, but he didn't find it satisfying.

   "It's still interesting to ride the carousel." Jiang Li ate ice cream and sat on the merry-go-round leisurely.

  Wen Quan and Wen Qinger drove bumper cars and collided with each other without showing any sympathy.

   Taoist Huiming followed Jiang Li in the form of a lonely ghost, and he didn't quite understand the feeling of playing in the playground.

   "The amusement park is about excitement and leisure. I can't give you the feeling of leisure, but it can let you experience the excitement." Jiang Li said.

   "I want to try."

  As soon as Taoist Huiming finished speaking, he saw Jiang Li throw a punch. In the eyes of Taoist Huiming, this punch was as fast as lightning, far exceeding his reflexes.

  Taoist Huiming felt that he would be knocked out of his wits by this punch.

  The fist got closer and closer, and finally stopped half an inch away from the tip of Taoist Huiming's nose.

  Taoist Huiming survived the catastrophe, prostrate on the ground, gasping for breath.

   "It seems... quite fun."

"right."

  Jiang Li jumped off the merry-go-round, bought a bunch of candied haws, and took Wen Quan and his brother to the haunted house.

  (end of this chapter)