This is indeed the case. It is precisely because of the problem of Oda's only son that the martial arts conference cannot proceed normally.

George has reported this matter to the foundation behind him.

But here, in addition to the responsibility of Oda's only son, there is also the credit of George's standing by, including the change that directly refused underage players to participate, which was also independently promoted by George.

It can be said that now it seems that George's small move not only poked Zhang Fugui's weakness, but also suppressed Oda's only son in front of the organizational leaders.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone!

Cao Cao saw George's airtight posture and knew that the other party would never let go unless he took a bite out of Zhang Fugui.

So Cao Cao shook his head at Zhang Fugui, implying that this matter could not be rushed.

Now that George is ready, he may not be able to find a breakthrough here.

Zhang Fugui nodded helplessly, understanding that this matter could not be settled in just a few words.

All the small gestures of communication between the two fell into George's eyes. George didn't say anything. He liked this feeling of being in control of everything very much.

"Well, in that case, we are disturbing Mr. George." After thinking for a moment, Cao Cao stood up first and said to George.

Zhang Fugui understood that Cao Cao was taking him away, so he followed his predecessor and said to George: "Mr. George, please take good care of yourself, and we will leave first."

Cao Cao understood that now George had taken all the initiative, so the best choice now was to retreat in order to advance.

George ignored Zhang Fugui's words, but he was obviously a little surprised when he heard Cao Cao mainly mention that he wanted to leave.

But he still smiled and nodded, and directly called the butler to see off the guests for him.

In this way, Cao Cao and Zhang Fugui returned to the old pickup truck without finding anything.

Just when Zhang Fugui was about to ask Cao Cao what to do next, George's old housekeeper quickly walked to Lao Pica.

Apparently, the black smoke from the old pickup truck caused great harm to this gentleman.

While coughing, the old housekeeper tried his best to maintain his British pretense.

"Mr. Zhang...ahem...my...master...ahem...if you have something...ahem...you want me to tell you." The old housekeeper wanted to dismantle Zhang Fugui's old pickup truck at this time.

"What's going on?" Zhang Fugui glanced at Cao Cao and wondered whether George had changed his mind?

"My master... said he had a suggestion... Mr. Zhang, if you invest in a martial arts conference and start a youth competition, this might not be a solution... ahem." the old housekeeper said.
Chapter completed!