Wang Meng went smoothly and returned to China to meet the leader. He handed over the golden book without telling the passage, and the leader did not ask, because he believed Wang Meng.

After the mission was completed, Wang Meng said goodbye and went back to prepare for the martial arts hall.

But he can't do the martial arts school alone? Why do you have to have a coach, deputy director, deacon, finance, admissions office, etc. Wang Meng can't be busy alone, right?

It is not difficult to find such talents in other industries, but as a world-class Chinese Ancient Martial Arts Museum, one of the employment standards for this type of talents must be ancient martial arts.

Even if the one who swept the floor in the martial arts hall must be ancient martial arts. This is the standard of the ancient martial arts hall. After all, this is the first ancient martial arts hall open to ordinary people in the world.

Wang Meng was worried and sat in the courtyard, smoking.

Wang Meng was about to open a martial arts school, and his family was happy.

I thought Wang Meng would take you one or two years to practice this time, but he came back soon. Wang Meng lied and said that he had not found a suitable retreat place. But he wanted to open a martial arts school. Everyone in his family guessed that Wang Meng had gone on a dangerous mission before.

Wang Meng opened a martial arts school and finally stabilized, so his family didn't have to worry.

Li Yinglong wanted to help Wang Meng, but he was anxious and couldn't help because he didn't know Guwu. The killer was okay, and there was one in the backyard.

Fan Linlin and the girls couldn't help, but they wanted to help.

Zhao Yong made a fortune and was very generous, but he could help. With a wave of his hand, he bought a street-facing mansion on the most prosperous street in the capital, including design, decoration, etc.

Seeing that Wang Meng was worried, Xiao Wanzi, who didn't want to take care of the fool, didn't think he could go first.

"You big fool! You are getting back to life. Who asked you to open the martial arts school? Isn't it over if you ask for someone? You big fool, big fool, idiot, you have a head full of Pacific Ocean water." Xiao Wanzi cursed.

Haha! Wang Meng’s eyes are bright, yes!

Wang Meng asked Feng Shen for help. Because of these trivial matters, he had to look for Feng Shen.

Sure enough, Feng Shen said that this matter is easy to deal with. Now the ancient clan has fully entered the world and has all kinds of talents. He also asked Wang Meng if he needed an ancient martial arts chef?

Wang Meng sucked his teeth straight.

The martial arts hall had a bright eye and wanted to give a name, so Wang Meng waved his pen and wrote a plaque in cursive script, Huaxia Martial Arts Hall.

Wang Meng took the cursive script he was very satisfied with and found a plaque club to make it.

Seeing Wang Meng's cursive script, the young man wearing glasses made a plaque studied for a long time. He was really curious and couldn't help asking: "Sir, what font is this and which country is it written?"

The person who made the plaque was a self-employed college student, from the Chinese Language and Literature Department. He thought he was very talented and proficient in Chinese culture, but he had never seen such calligraphy.

Wang Meng was stunned: "What about Chinese characters? Authentic Chinese cursive script!"

The gentle and gentle college student burst into tears at that time: "I thought I had studied hard for more than ten years and thought I was already proficient in various Chinese calligraphy fonts. Unexpectedly, there were still omissions. Brother? You go to someone else's house to make plaques? I'm going to close the door and stop studying. Brother? Tell me, where did you learn this calligraphy?"

"Self-taught!" Wang Mengmei became so bad.

"Get out!" The college student who was not rubbing the sand in his eyes and would rather have nothing than be too much, he would rather not trade or waste his knowledge.

Giggle, Xiao Wanzi was already laughing, covering her belly and making a hilarious.

Wang Meng was dumbfounded: "Damn! I'm good at cursive writing? It's flowing, wild and wild, vigorous and powerful, and profound. It's a bit foggy. It's not much better than the cursive writing of a hospital doctor?"

"You big fool! How come you are not calligraphy? You are the ghost painting talisman! Hahahaha." Xiao Wanzi smiled so hard that his stomach hurt.

Wang Meng didn't believe in evil, so he went to a plaque club again. The master of this plaque club was an old man. He wore a myopia mirror and had red and blue lead on his ears. He looked like he was very knowledgeable and talented, but because of cheating in the scientific examination, he didn't get the top scorer.

After looking at Wang Meng's calligraphy, the old man looked surprised and quickly found the magnifying glass and looked carefully again. The more he looked, the more shocked he became, and he kept saying, "Okay!" "Okay!" "Okay!"

Wang Mengmei, with her head held high and her nostrils facing the sky: "Xiao Wanzi? How about it? She has a good place to know the goods!"

Xiao Wanzi looked at the old man in a daze and said in confusion: "This old man is not blind either? Is that okay? How did he see it?"

"Hehe! This is called an expert, do you understand?" Wang Meng was proud.

At this time, the old man put down his magnifying glass, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put on his glasses. Then he said to Wang Meng with a blushing face and said, "Fellow Taoist?"

Fellow Taoist? Wang Meng was stunned.

The old man continued, "Although I am a plaque master, I used to be a Taoist priest. I think I am proficient in giving Taoist talismans and ghost talismans, but I have never seen such an illusory, profound and profound rune. I dare to ask, where is the Taoist master? Why is this talisman?"

Hahahaha, Xiao Wanzi laughed and lay on the ground: "How is it? How? I said you are a ghost talisman? Hahahaha."

Wang Meng ignored Xiao Wanzi, his face remained unchanged, and behind his hands, the sage was possessed by a sage: "I am the great Taoist lord of Qing Zixu Gao and Miao Grand Emperor Yuanhuang, and the 336th generation disciple of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, and see you again!"

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he put away the draft and left.

"No!" the old man said angrily.

"Hahaha, you big fool! Don't be embarrassed anymore, let the chief write you up?" Xiao Wanzi, who laughed several times and cried, reminded.

"The chief is busy with all kinds of things. How can he bother the chief of this little thing?" Wang Meng said. In fact, he was afraid that the chief of cursive script would let the chief know, which was embarrassing.

Wang Meng found another plaque club. This time he became smart and asked the plaque club to design it directly.

The mission is done.

The staff introduced by Feng Shen is here.

Two coaches, one cashier, one administrator, and one deputy curator. They all have professional practice certificates.

Wang Meng knew that it seemed that China had already started training in this matter and had already made plans for the future. Wang Meng had to accept the foresight and wisdom of the national leaders. He was ready for the future!

The deputy director is a woman, about forty years old, dignified and beautiful.

The deputy director is very important. In the future, Wang Meng will leave the martial arts hall and she will take over.

Wang Meng didn't think he would be a woman.

The cashier is a girl in her twenties with beautiful eyes and looks smart.

The administrator is a man in his thirties, with a big and round waist. The administrator is a deacon who manages daily work and is responsible for the front and rear service work.

Two coaches, one is about thirty-seven or eight years old, a woman, beautiful and dignified.

A man in his forties, slender figure, elegant demeanor.

Both men and women are very beautiful.
Chapter completed!