Chapter 145 Field Teaching
The next day, Tuesday.
Tianxing Club, General Manager’s Office.
A small half of "Along the River During Qingming Festival" hangs on the wall. It is antique and full of greenery, demonstrating the owner's unique taste for elegance.
Wen Rensheng was sitting on an orange wooden chair, looking at this picture of life in the Song Dynasty.
Compared with the famous painting in the memory of the previous life, in this painting, there are a few more special people flying across the river, and some mysterious people who are neither Taoist nor Buddhist, living in several luxurious courtyards near the river.
Many dignitaries wearing silk stopped their sedan chairs at the door and knelt outside waiting to be received.
Obviously, this is the trace left by the aliens in history.
No wonder the Sovereign wants to go back to the past. Compared with the power of the past, the aliens today are more like a group of people with professional skills. They can occupy a lot of wealth and honor, but they have lost their previous unique status.
After looking at it for a while, Wen Rensheng scanned Mr. Zhao’s office.
He suddenly discovered an interesting thing. The number of orange chairs he was sitting on now was one less than last time. Maybe it was broken.
He suddenly remembered that a wooden chair of a similar color suddenly appeared in the guest room where someone lived at home, and nodded slightly, it must be broken.
After watching for a long time, two people finally walked past the door.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Wang. Whether our company can advance to a higher level and jump from a small to medium-sized company to a medium-to-large company depends on Mr. Wang's next hard work." Mr. Zhao turned sideways and rushed towards He looked at Wang Cuiyan and thanked him repeatedly.
Wang Cuiyan looked serious and said very seriously: "A scholar will die for his confidant. Since Mr. Zhao has sent someone to help me solve my family affairs so that I no longer have to worry about anything, of course I will dedicate myself to it and work hard to be like the dog and horse." ”
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. You go and do your work first. I'll receive Manager Wenren." Mr. Zhao waved goodbye.
Wang Cuiyan nodded, turned and left.
"Oh, Asheng, I really want to thank you for being able to invite an experienced talent like Teacher Wang this time. You never let me down every time." Mr. Zhao walked into the office , smiling like a child in his fifties.
"Yes, so I can't let Mr. Zhao down this time. I'm here to ask for leave. I want to take two weeks to learn new skills so that I can teach them to the expanded students and realize the job assembly line. Get ready." Wen Rensheng stood up from his chair and spoke directly.
"Okay, okay, this leave must be approved. But is two weeks enough? How about I give you two months of approval?" Mr. Zhao asked seriously, "Generally, if you want elementary mysterious skills, It takes two or three months at the earliest to learn.”
If he hadn't added the explanation below, Wen Rensheng would have really thought that Fatty Zhao was being sarcastic and disliked him for taking too many vacations.
"That's enough, that's enough. You can't delay work. Try the water first. If you can't learn it, then apply for an extension of vacation." He looked grateful.
"It's easy to say, easy to say. It's not too late. Go and learn it now. Learn it earlier so you can teach them earlier." Mr. Zhao nodded.
When Wen Rensheng heard this, he was about to leave when he asked casually: "Mr. Zhao, is your painting of Along the River During the Qingming Festival authentic?"
"Of course it's not true. Mr. Zhao said with an indifferent expression, "It was copied by someone named Tang in the Ming Dynasty."
Well, it's not too different from the original...
After Wen Rensheng left the general manager's office, he started to call someone.
"Shanshan, where are you now?"
"What, you missed me?" Wu Shanshan's passionate voice sounded.
“Well, I have business,” Wen Rensheng asked directly, “You should have the special profession of a spirit caller, right?”
"How did you know? What do you want to do?" Wu Shanshan's voice became colder.
Wen Rensheng said helplessly: "I don't want to do anything, I also want to learn. The tuition will be paid with your previous loan."
"You can't learn, that's engraved on My special profession. If you want to learn it, you can only learn related mysterious skills, such as mysterious illusion and mysterious spirit summoning, to achieve similar effects." Wu Shanshan's voice is a bit deep.
Wen Rensheng responded: "Okay, I'll think of a solution."
"I said, you don't need to get involved in my affairs." After waiting for a while , she said in a complicated tone.
Wen Rensheng quickly explained: "You misunderstood. I just want to learn some skills that are convenient for handling mysterious incidents, so that I can teach them to students in the future and improve the efficiency of the company."
"Your explanation, It’s actually quite unnecessary.” Wu Shanshan hung up the phone. In fact, everything I said is true.
Wen Rensheng shook his head. It seemed that he couldn't learn from the other party, so he had to find another place. As for asking someone to engrave him, he would not do such a thing.
My own mysterious seed is something unique, how can I let others touch it?
.........
After searching all night, on Wednesday morning, Wen Rensheng found the place where he learned these skills - the mysterious skills training ground of the Inspectorate.
As Wu Shanshan said, the conditions for studying there are harsh. After completing the studies, you have to sign a work contract and serve for a specific number of years.
However, as Wen Rensheng himself is a mysterious expert and has the honorary title of Inspector, the restrictions are much less restrictive. After all, he already shoulders part of the obligation to work for the Inspector.
So he drove to the headquarters of the Inspection Department located in the eastern suburbs of Dongshui City, a large park.
After showing his ID, he went all the way to the mysterious skills training ground.
This training ground is located in the north of the park. It occupies a large area. It has an open-air training area, a closed training area... and various facilities are very complete.
In an office, he found a male teacher who was responsible for teaching soul skills.
The teacher’s surname is Qin. He is over sixty years old. He claims to be a descendant of Qin Shihuang. His ancestor’s original surname was Ying, but he later changed his surname to Qin.
When the other party saw Wen Rensheng, they introduced themselves and started chatting.
Teacher Qin chattered: "Manager Wenren, you said that when Qin Shihuang wanted to live forever, wouldn't it be better for the masters to give him a different species? In this way, the second generation would not die in the future. It would directly create a dynasty with multiple Well, I won’t have to change things in the future. So many dynasties have changed, which makes today’s children tired of memorizing. My son never passed the history class in middle school..."
"Perhaps the master of the pre-Qin era We have our own plans. If you are a dynasty, you will be less enterprising." Wen Rensheng said casually.
"Maybe so, but it's a pity that in the pre-Qin era, the distance was too far. Otherwise, we could summon a fragment of the soul to ask them what they were thinking at the time." Teacher Qin sighed.
"Uh, Teacher Qin, when do you think we will start class?" Wen Rensheng finally asked the question.
"Don't be anxious. If you can't combine the learning with reality and apply it in practice, it will have the worst effect. My son is like that. What he learned in high school will only be used after he is admitted to college. I forgot most of it after the summer vacation.”
"Now that he has just entered the freshman year, he can't even solve the math problems in the senior year of high school. What's the point of studying hard for three years? He wasted his best years of energy and eyes." Teacher Qin thought to himself.
After hearing this, Wen Rensheng completely understood that this person who was talking endlessly to him actually had other plans.
Of course, the Inspector is not Lingshan, and the other party is not Ananda Jaye from Journey to the West, and he is not Tang Monk.
So he just chatted with the other party patiently. Anyway, he was on paid leave. By the way, he observed Teacher Qin, who was accomplished in the soul field.
About an hour later, someone finally came into the office.
"Teacher Qin, a serious serial murder occurred in Beidu City, Dongshui Region. It was suspected to be the work of an over-age person with mental disorder. An application for assistance in investigation has been submitted to the District Inspection Department. The director has assigned you to assist them in the investigation."
"It's finally here. I've been staring at this for a long time. Those guys always want to prove themselves. They always wait until things get big before they come to us and admit that they are not good. Is it so difficult?" Teacher Qin? He stood up, with a look of impatient expression on his face,
“Let’s go together, Manager Wenren, I’ll just take this opportunity to give you a field lesson and teach you the basic skills of the soul system.”
Wen Rensheng nodded, thinking, yes, you just take this opportunity to exploit efficient laborers like me for free.
However, even if you give the other party a favor, if it can trigger a mysterious event, it will be even more profitable.
So he was happy from the bottom of his heart and said, "Thank you, Teacher Qin, for the arrangement. If you can come to my place if you find it useful, just say hello."
Teacher Qin was actually watching his expression carefully and nodded secretly.
Yes, this young man who has become famous is indeed willing to do it from the bottom of his heart, rather than doing it perfunctorily.
The emotional intelligence is indeed very high, and he did not show any impatience. He deserves to be a mysterious expert at the age of 18.
My son, who is in his twenties, is incomparable. He is like half an idiot. He is stupid even in school. He feels embarrassed even to greet a relative, but he still deserves a spanking.
(End of this chapter)