Zhang Yong Asked for Help

"By the way, bro, Manager Zhang came by a few days ago and asked if you were back yet. I told him you weren't back, and he asked when you'd be back."

"Then I mentioned that you'd gone to Peng City for a trip and might not be back for a few days..."

Ning Ruoxuan suddenly spoke up.

Ning Wangshu paused. "Manager Zhang? You mean Zhang Yong?"

"Yeah, that's right! Him."

Ning Ruoxuan nodded, then added, "From the look of him, it seemed like he wanted to talk to you about something. I asked him, but he didn't say exactly what it was. He just said he'd come see you after you got back in a few days."

"I see..."

Ning Wangshu rubbed his chin. He couldn't say he was particularly close to Zhang Yong, but the first pot of gold he'd earned after returning had come from him.

Later, he'd gotten to know Song Guowei and made a hundred million yuan from him, also through Zhang Yong.

After giving it some thought, Ning Wangshu said, "I'll call him tomorrow and ask what he wants."

"Okay!"

Ning Ruoxuan replied softly.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Ning Ruoxuan had already gotten up, washed, and headed to school for class.

Ning Wangshu, meanwhile, continued cultivating the "Pre-Technique."

He'd had the technique for some time now, but he was still a long way from cultivating it to Minor Accomplishment.

The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill, on the other hand, was close to reaching the First Realm, Third Turn.

Ever since he'd successfully entered the realm of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skill, Ning Wangshu had made much faster progress in cultivating it than before.

He estimated that by the end of the year at the latest, he should be able to cultivate it to the First