Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 261 - 89: Iron Kneaded Like Clay (Part 4)
"Heh..." Fang Zheng picked up a pistol, his eyes flickering:
"Next year, in the election for president of the Porcelain Merchant Association, the Thousand-Hand Xing Family and the White Porcelain Sun Family have already agreed to elect me as the president of the association."
"You know, I'm very busy."
As he spoke, he raised the pistol, unlocked the safety, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
"Bang bang!"
Every shot hit the bullseye.
"Clap clap..."
Xia Hong applauded, her pretty face blushing:
"Boss Fang, you have such precise shooting skills. It's the first time I've seen a man shoot so accurately. Can you teach me?"
?
Fang Zheng was speechless.
This woman never misses a chance to tease, making one's heart itch.
Today, Xia Hong was still dressed glamorously, with makeup that didn't seem overdone; her clothes showed off her figure while wrapping her up tightly.
This thoughtfulness...
Only she could come up with that.
"Boss Fang's shooting skills are indeed impressive," the instructor beside him nodded and said:
"This is the number seven gun, with strong recoil. Anyone who hasn't used it before might get injured. Boss Fang fired several shots and hit every bullseye..."
"Have you used it before?"
"No." Fang Zheng shook his head:
"Number seven gun, does that mean there are others here?"
"Yes,"
The instructor nodded without pressing further: 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
"There's a number five and number four, specifically for women, and also an eight and a nine. The number nine is practically a small shotgun."
"Oh!" Fang Zheng turned his head, a smile appearing on his face:
"Bring over a number nine gun to take a look."
"This..." The instructor hesitated for a moment, then said quietly,
"In theory, newcomers shouldn't handle a number nine gun, but Boss Fang's physique is good enough, it should be okay. Just be careful later."
"Mhm."
Fang Zheng nodded.
The instructor took his leave to prepare the number nine gun and its ammunition.
"Manager Xia."
Fang Zheng fired a few more shots, then asked:
"I heard the celebrity concert you're sponsoring is starting soon?"
"Yes,"
Xia Hong nodded:
"Is Boss Fang interested? There are a few popular stars from the Southern Dynasty coming, including a couple of pretty girls!"
"The agencies over in the Southern Dynasty exploit their stars quite a bit. I've heard they accompany people if they're told to. I could inquire over there."
As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows.
"Do you still need sponsors?" Fang Zheng ignored her insinuation and said:
"Square Porcelain can provide some support. The Southern Dynasty is under the cultural influence of Xia Country, so Square Porcelain should have a market there."
"That's certainly no problem." Xia Hong nodded:
"Sponsorship fees range from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. If it's just a photo op, it's only 10,000, but giving a few words about the porcelain costs 100,000."
"I didn't set the prices; the agencies from the Southern Dynasty did."
"Just a few words then." Fang Zheng thought for a moment, then continued:
"I have a sister who's a big fan of those stars from the Southern Dynasty. Could you arrange for her to meet them when the time comes?"
"A photo, an autograph or something?"
"Sister?" Xia Hong raised an eyebrow:
"What kind of sister?"
Seeing Fang Zheng frown and showing displeasure, she quickly said:
"No problem, it's a small matter."
"Sweetly... truly sweetly..."
The familiar ringtone played.
"Hello!"
"Monk." Dapeng's voice came through the phone:
"They won't let me in this place of yours?"
"How could that be?" Fang Zheng was startled:
"Don't you have an invitation?"
"..." Dapeng's voice weakened:
"I lost it."
Fang Zheng was speechless:
"Forget it, I'll send someone to get you."
"No need." Dapeng's voice suddenly brightened:
"I see an acquaintance, gotta go."
He said hurriedly and hung up the phone.
"An acquaintance?"
Fang Zheng looked puzzled:
"Besides me, who else does this guy know?"
