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My Attribute Cultivation Life
Chapter 104

Exchange, Part Two

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Zhang Rongfang sat in his seat, surrounded by people coming and going, all passing documents to each other.

His desktop was completely empty.

He didn't care. In this inner circle, he was considered to be at the bottom of the social hierarchy, and since he didn't take the initiative, it was naturally difficult for anyone to give him the documents.

Of course, signing the document only means that you are willing to contact the other party, not that the relationship is completely established.

Sitting in his seat, he simply closed his eyes and began to practice the Guanxu Skill.

Smack

Suddenly a document fell in front of him.

Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes in surprise and saw a pink document in front of him.

Before he could even wonder what was going on, another document was delivered.

Why not come at all, or come with two copies? Zhang Rongfang was puzzled. He watched as the person delivering the documents bowed silently to him and turned to leave.

He reached out and picked up the first document.

A line of text was clearly written on it.

"And I know the Minglou Bell Ring Tune, and I long for the West Railing Yesterday Flower." — Xie Wen

What does that mean?

Zhang Rongfang picked up the document and flipped through it, completely baffled.

He could only decipher that the document was sent to him by a woman named Xie Wen, who clearly had feelings for him and wanted to go on a date with him.

But what does this poem mean? He put down the document and picked up another one.

Once unfolded.

'I haven't eaten meat for a month, so why am I still gaining weight just by drinking water?!' — Wan Yanlu.

"."

Zhang Rongfang never expected to run into Miss Wan Yanlu here.

"It rhymes quite well?" He read it once and felt it was like a poem, but compared to the one before him, it was clearly far inferior. Although the one before him wasn't much better, he shook his head with a chuckle.

Zhang Rongfang tossed both documents aside.

He had no intention of finding a wife, so naturally he would not accept any documents.

In fact, he was already surprised to receive the documents inside the room.

His attention was now entirely focused on that Mysterious Part.

Finding the Statue Fragment was his top priority.

He planned to go back to the Golden Wing Tower to ask Qing Su, Red Haze, and Zhao Tianming.

These three people have been in the Golden Wing Tower for many years and are well-informed, so they may know some inside information.

"Brother Zhang!" Suddenly, Li Huoyun's voice came quietly from the side.

Zhang Rongfang turned his head and saw that Li Huoyun had walked to his table at some point.

With so many people coming and going, he didn't even realize that Li Huoyun had arrived.

"What??" He looked at the other person.

"Let me see how you are doing?" Li Huoyun glanced at the table.

Upon seeing that there were actually two documents, he immediately felt relieved and smiled.

"Not bad, bro, you did pretty well!"

Zhang Rongfang chuckled slightly. He didn't intend to make contact with any of them, so what results could he expect?

Despite Li Huoyun's repeated refusals, he had no intention of saying anything more at this point.

That's just how it is these days; having no offspring is the biggest problem in the eyes of every individual and every Lineage.

So Li Huoyun was doing it for his own good, and he understood that.

"Since you have plans, I'll head out first, okay? I'll just chuckle to myself." Li Huoyun gave a knowing smile.

Without waiting for Zhang Rongfang's reply, he turned and ran.

Zhang Rongfang was speechless, watching him dash into the crowd until he disappeared from sight.

He stood up and left his seat as well.

Suddenly, he saw in the distance to his right front that in a small hut, three strong maids were struggling to help a huge Round Ball roll out of the hut.

Puff.

The Round Ball hit the corner of the table, its surface dented, and then with a "biu" it pushed the table away.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the crowd.

Many people dared not laugh openly and could only lower their heads and suppress their laughter.

But those at the very top make no attempt to hide it. Everyone has a similar background, and nobody fears anyone else.

The Round Ball raised its head, revealing a blank face. It was none other than Wan Yanlu.

Zhang Rongfang looked at her slightly clenched chubby hands and the fleeting glint of tears in her eyes.

Then I remembered that passage written in the document before.

He suddenly realized that those words were actually just another excuse to ask for advice; Wan Yanlu's real intention was simply to ask him to accept the invitation.

Upon seeing a Noble Lady passing by, she deliberately covered her mouth and nose with a silk scarf as she passed Wan Yanlu, revealing a look of disgust, and quickly left.

Zhang Rongfang sighed inwardly.

It's just a meal anyway.

He casually picked up Wan Yanlu's document, tore off half of it, and wrote, "Let's eat and chat at the same time."

Once the document is received, if the recipient agrees, it needs to be torn in half and passed back to the original owner by a maid at the venue.

Before long, the torn-off document was returned to Wan Yanlu's table.

Smack

The document was gently placed on the table. It immediately caught the attention of Wan Yanlu and several maids.

Wan Yanlu's eyes widened suddenly. Looking at the documents that had been retrieved, he fell silent for a moment.

"Miss! Someone has actually chosen you!"

The maid standing nearby looked both surprised and delighted.

The stewards and guards around them also showed Outer God.

You should know that with Miss Wan Yanlu's weight, even those who want to climb the social ladder wouldn't dare choose her, for fear that she might be crushed to death if they turned over in bed at night.

Surprisingly, someone is actually willing to choose her now.

There are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

Moreover, someone as conspicuous as Wan Yanlu. In addition, even half a document was delivered by a maid in the venue.

Within ten minutes, the news spread throughout the entire venue that someone had chosen Wan Yanlu.

The information about those who chose Wan Yanlu was quickly leaked.

The crowd gradually dispersed, with First Squad people leaving by car or on foot.

At the entrance of Mingxin Field.

Wan Yanlu's massive carriage waited quietly in front of the door, with several maids and strong women rolling up their sleeves, revealing their muscular elbows, waiting for Wan Yanlu's instructions.

People came out one after another, in groups, and everyone saw the spherical object waiting at the door.

Seeing the grandeur of the carriages and servants, most people lowered their heads, not daring to look any longer.

But Wan Yanlu could still see a hint of a smile in their fleeting glances.

"Why are you riding in a carriage when you're so fat? Wouldn't it be faster to roll back?" A shrill female voice drifted from the side.

Wan Yanlu made no move, as if he hadn't heard anything.

She recognized the voice as belonging to Pei Nuoyilan, who was standing next to Sun Chaoyue.

We're all in the same circle; no one is inferior to anyone else.

Seeing that she didn't react, Pei Nuoyilan just snorted coldly.

"You've really disgraced our inner circle. You've completely embarrassed Sister Da Yue."

From now on, whenever someone mentions the inner field of the Exchange Meeting, they will probably think of this ball in front of them immediately.

"I really don't know why Sister Yue let you in."

Pei Nuoyilan's voice was sharp and sarcastic, causing the strong female maids around Wan Yanlu to blush and feel angry.

After Pei Nuoyilan left.

Soon, Sun Chaoyue Zhong Yuran came out together.

"Sister Da Yue" Wan Yanlu greeted her earnestly.

Sun Chaoyue frowned slightly and nodded.

"Why are you still here?" She had heard that someone had taken Wan Yanlu's document, but she thought it was just a joke.

"Now it seems there really are people who aren't afraid of death?" Wan Yanlu's face flushed red.

"Let's go, don't get scammed." Sun Chaoyue sighed. In the end, Wan Yanlu was also related to her.

"No, someone has actually chosen me!" Wan Yanlu replied earnestly.

She didn't want to be like her other best friends, giving up all her life; she wanted to live the life of her dreams! Sun Chaoyue said no more, let out a breath, and led Zhong Yuran and the others to turn around and get into the carriage.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Suddenly, a deep male voice came from behind them.

Wan Yanlu suddenly turned her head and saw a tall and strong figure slowly walking towards her.

It's Zhang Ying! He didn't lie to her! Zhang Ying has changed since the last time she saw him.

At this time, he was over 1.8 meters tall, with well-proportioned and broad muscles, and his thick arms and thighs could not be concealed even by his robes.

Standing face to face with Wan Yanlu, there was a subtle sense of confrontation where neither side could gain the upper hand.

Compared to the average person, Wan Yanlu was extremely fat, while Zhang Rongfang was extremely strong.

"Let's go, let's eat and chat." Zhang Rongfang smiled, not taking it seriously.

Wan Yanlu stood there in a daze, and for a moment he heard a series of low gasps from the surroundings.

A large number of surprised gazes were cast upon the two of them.

Even Sun Chaoyue and Zhong Yuran, who had just boarded the carriage, looked in this direction.

"That person... is it Zhang Ying?" Sun Chaoyue frowned.

"It's Zhang Ying, the one that kid Li Huoyun asked you to help with," Pei Nuoyilan said with a laugh from the next carriage.

"They really care about nothing but their future and money." Her words were harsh.

But Sun Chaoyue and Zhong Yuran silent.

Sun Chaoyue glanced at Zhang Ying, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She had clearly already arranged a seat for him and even introduced a nice woman to him.

But now, she despises people who are willing to give up anything for power and money.

"I'm leaving. Tell Li Huoyun that if he mentions this person in front of me again, don't blame me for turning against him," she said calmly.

"Yes!" Xiao Yu, the head maid in the carriage, quickly replied.

"Is that really true?" Zhong Yuran speechless. Sitting in his own carriage, watching Zhang Rongfang and the other man get into the Wan Yan Family's carriage, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"I guess I was blind." Just thinking about how he had once admired this person.

Zhong Yuran felt a wave of nausea.

With Zhang Ying's looks, figure, and official position, although he might not be able to find someone in the inner circle, he could easily find a wealthy young lady who is both talented and beautiful.

But now, he's actually willing to contact Wan Yanlu. Even a fool could guess why.

At that moment, he stopped thinking about it and completely put the two of them out of his mind.

Not far away, Li Huoyun, who had just come out, stared blankly as Wan Yanlu and Zhang Rongfang got into the carriage together.

"Brother Yun, didn't you say you were going to introduce me to a big brother you admire?" A pretty and cute girl in red asked in confusion.

Li Huoyun's mind was a complete mess, and he had no idea how to answer.

"Didn't find anyone. Let's go back. I'll introduce you later." He couldn't understand at all why his older brother would... why would he look for Wan Yanlu?

*** Qiuyun Caiting Garden.

Tanyang boasts the most private and secluded gardens.

The deepest part of the garden.

Surrounded by bamboo groves, Zhang Rongfang and Wan Yanlu sat facing each other, with all sorts of delicious food and drinks laid out between them.

Behind the two stood rows of guards, maids, strong women, and servants waiting for orders.

"Thank you for accepting the invitation today, Young Master Zhang." Wan Yanlu laid his whole body on the cushion and looked at Zhang Rongfang with a serious expression.

"Actually, I really only participated this time with a try-it-out attitude. After all, I had lost ten pounds. Unfortunately..."

She gave a bitter smile.

"Luckily, Young Master Zhang came to my rescue." She already knew Zhang Ying wouldn't want to be with her. She had already made it very clear last time.

So I don't have any expectations now.

She was also grateful to Zhang Rongfang for answering her request.

"Don't be shy. I'm hungry anyway, so I'll just mooch a meal from you," Zhang Rongfang said with a smile.

"Then please don't be so polite." Wan Yanlu knew this was just a polite remark.

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

He immediately picked up a steamed pork hock in front of him and started to eat it.

He ate with great gusto and very quickly.

Especially now that he has Eighth Grade physique, his daily training consumes a lot of energy, and his food intake has also increased significantly.

Soon, half an hour later.

Five pig's feet, four pork hocks, three catties of rice, fifteen eggs, and five catties of various fruits and vegetables were all consumed by Zhang Rongfang.

It wasn't that he was greedy; the food just really tasted good.

He always restrained himself, eating only 80% of his usual food and five meals a day.

This meal was a bit more relaxed.

Seeing that he could eat so much in one meal, Wan Yanlu was slightly taken aback.

She had seen many High Grade martial artists who ate a lot, but Zhang Rongfang Third Grade, ate so much and yet he wasn't fat? She suddenly remembered the weight loss secret that Zhang Rongfang had mentioned to her before.

At that moment, she sat up straight, looking very serious.

"Young Master Zhang, I followed your advice and reduced my intake of rice, noodles, and meat, but why can't I lose weight? I even almost got sick afterward."

I had no choice but to resume my original diet, and only then did my body return to normal.

"May I ask if you possess a truly effective weight loss secret? If it works, I, Wan Yanlu, will never forget your kindness!"

Zhang Rongfang took a wet wipe to wipe his mouth and looked up to carefully examine Wan Yanlu.

After thinking for a moment, he recalled the various basic nutritional sciences related to weight loss from his previous life.

"Losing weight is actually a process of burning more calories than you burn. If you can't lose weight, there's only one reason."

That means you're not consuming enough and your income is too much.

"But I don't eat much staple food anymore, and there's also fatty meat," Wan Yanlu couldn't understand.

"If you don't eat staple foods, do you eat anything else?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"I just eat some milk tea and bean cakes when I'm really hungry," Wan Yanlu replied.

"Milk tea? Bean cakes?" Zhang Rongfang frowned. "How much do you eat every day?"

"Not much, just about ten catties of each," Wan Yanlu said cautiously.

Zhang Rongfang glanced at the fragrant, warm milk tea in the jar beside him, which also contained various dried fruits and nuts. A sweet aroma wafted from it.

This high-calorie milk tea, ten pounds a day?! He knew where the problem lay. "If you could help me lose weight, I would gladly open up my many Antique Fragment for you to choose from!" Wan Yanlu saw through the trick and, with hope rising in his heart, earnestly pleaded.

Zhang Rongfang sized up the other party.

Wan Yanlu actually has pretty good features; if he were to lose weight, he would probably look quite good.

"What Antique Fragment?" he asked casually.

"It's this kind."

A maidservant immediately brought over a plate containing the very fragment of the Dao Gate Statue that Zhang Rongfang had wanted to buy but hadn't been able to! Wan Yanlu said solemnly, "I saw that you wanted it, so I bought it on a whim. I have many more fragments like this at home. If you like, you are welcome to choose any you like. I can easily give you a dozen or twenty pieces."

One, two, or ten items?

"..." Zhang Rongfang thought of the two hundred and fifty taels he only had left in his pocket and fell silent.

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