The Profligate Madam of the Family

   Chapter 1619 Recruiting Talents

  Mo Nanchong sat on the sofa with a cup of tea in his hand. After listening to Lan Wufeng's words, his expression became more complicated.

The   Blue Gang was once the tenth gang in the world. Her mouth twitched, but she was reduced to such a level that she couldn't even enter the top 100.

   Lan Wufeng looked helpless, and the elders beside him fell into silence.

  It is true that the Blue Gang was among the top ten in the world when it had its early prosperity, but it has fallen to this level now.

  Can't even enter the world's top 100.

   "Miss Mo, I can give you the position of helper, do you have—"

   Lan Wufeng looked at Monan Chong expectantly, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the elder next to him.

  "Blue Gang Lord, what are you doing!"

   "What kind of helper position, can this be given to others casually? You can't mess around!"

  The elders were a little anxious, after all, Lan Wufeng actually wanted to hand over the position of the leader of the Blue Gang to a girl who was still in high school.

   Isn’t this crazy!

  People are just a little girl. How to manage the gang and how to convince the crowd is simply impossible.

  The elders blocked the Blue Gang leader one by one, but Lan Wufeng had a calm face.

He is very fond of the favor of Mo Nan's pet, especially when he thinks of the painting in the ancestral hall. When he always feels that Mo Nan's pet is very similar to the ancestor of the painting, he thinks that Mo Nan's pet may be of the ancestor sect. People coming.

  Monan Chong’s cold face, the expression is so slightly cracked.

  She didn’t even know that the martial art she had created was so bad, and she didn’t expect that Lan Wufeng would actually return this hot potato to her...

  Ghost knew how hard it was for her to throw this school to others.

  As a result, this person actually wants to return it to her again!

   "Sorry, I don't think I should have come, goodbye!"

  Menan stood up fiercely, as if he didn't need to deliver, turned around and walked outside.

   But helpless, Lan Wufeng grabbed her arm, "You, don't go, you can't go!"

  Probably 7 sicknesses went to the doctor in a hurry. Lan Wufeng didn’t care if Monan was a high school student or not, he just refused to let him go. “Unless you stay and join our gang, you can’t go!”

  Mo Nanchong is a student of No. 1 Middle School, and No. 1 Middle School is a good school.

  The students from good schools are all talents.

  The reason why their blue gang has fallen so badly is that the people in the gang are not very smart.

  If there is some fresh blood in the gang and a few smarter people, maybe the blue gang can be saved?

  Other gangs are all high-achieving students, or they are very outstanding talents in certain fields. Their blue gang is now like a refugee camp. I don’t know how many people have complained about it. The blue gang is getting worse.

  When he thought of this, Lan Wufeng sullenly pulled Monan Chong on his face.

  Lan Wufeng is actually pretty long, very temperamental, and looks like a gentleman who is as gentle as jade.

  He is very rascal at this moment.

  Mo Nan Chong, she took a deep look at Lan Wufeng, "I don't want to inherit the position of leader, are you sure, your blue gang still has inherited value?"

  Blue no wind: "..."

  Sister, I'm heartbroken!

  The elders were heartbroken, "You, you don't want to inherit our blue gang, just forget it, you still stab our heart!"

  Mo Nanchong shrugged and patted Lan Wufeng’s shoulder, “Let me go, I can’t turn the tide, I’m just a high school student, and I like to sleep and don’t like trouble!”

   "No, I think you can!" Lan Wufeng stared at Munan Chong.

  The formation in the yard, she could come in so easily, he believed she could!

  I don’t know where Lan Wufeng gave birth to her confidence in her, Mo Nan Chong couldn’t help but twitched his mouth, and looked at Lan Wufeng’s eyes, thinking that he was also his own disciple or grandson, it seemed that the confusion was a bit miserable.

"let me consider it……"

   "Really?" Lan Wufeng was excited, "Then what, although our blue gang is not very rich, but if you join the blue gang, you will be paid every month. Really."

  Mo Nanchong: "...Speaking of which, did the tea you gave me just now expire?"

   Lan Wufeng took a careful look at Monan Chong: "Although it has expired, the taste should not have changed much, hehehe...I usually drink it without any problems."

  Monan's eyebrows twitched again.

  Very good, the blue gang’s gang leader is also really miserable.

  She smiled at the blue windless skin and said without smiling, "You are really too miserable!"

  The decline of the Blue Gang did not start from Lan Wufeng, so Mo Nan Chong knew that this was not Lan Wufeng’s pot. When Lan Wufeng took over, the Blue Gang was already like this.

  Lan Wufeng even made the Blue Gang push up a bit, which is much better than before.

  Unfortunately, the Blue Gang's decline was too powerful.

  If you want the blue gang to get up, you have to participate in the top 100 league, which is a league organized by the top 100 gangs in the world, hosted by the top 100 leagues.

  The content of the competition is very complicated, but as long as a certain result can be achieved in various competitions, everyone will be attracted.

  So, this is a big opportunity for the Blue Gang.

  Of course, judging from the current situation of the blue gang, there is no chance to win any competitions. After all, the talent is withered, and the blue gang has no one who can take a shot...

  Mo Nan Chong was sent out by Lan Wufeng. When he went out, Menan Chong glanced sympathetically at Lan Wufeng, and then said, “Don’t drink expired tea anymore, be careful to drink it yourself!”

   "No." Lan Wufeng said with a smile.

  "……"

  Mo Nanchong glanced at Lan Wufeng again, did not speak any more, fell into silence.

  When she left, Lan Wufeng always asked her to come to the blue gang. She was not willing to be the helper and vice-leader.

  Mo Nanchong sighed towards Lan Wufeng.

  ……

on Wednesday.

  Mo Nanchong gave a lecture to a group of people in the classroom. As the exam was approaching, everyone was very nervous, and they even made a bet with the Rockets class.

  All teachers and students in the school know that Class 9 intends to sprint this time. It does not seek the first place in the school, but it will definitely not be the last one.

  Almost all the teachers and students of the school are mocking Class 9 and they are not self-reliant.

  The betting contract is like this. If Class 9 wins, there is no need to clean up in the future, even if the hygiene in the classroom will be cleaned by others.

  Then, the school will give them some resource tilt.

  If the 9th class loses, then the resources will naturally not be tilted, and they are also responsible for the areas that need to be cleaned in the school, and they will be required to clean them in the future.

  Because of this, the 9th class wanted to take a breath.

  Of course, Class 9 is actually confident in my heart. They have a classmate who is a student.

  Although this Xueba classmate almost never reads books, she knows everything. When giving lectures, she doesn’t need to prepare lessons like the teacher. She can talk at any time and is very efficient.

  (End of this chapter)