"Oh, then you all carry on." Leng Yanhua said, no longer looking at the old man, turned to Tianmiao to greet her, "Tianmiao, I made so desserts; let’s have afternoon tea together later."
"Sure." Tianmiao replied with a smile, waving to Leng Yanhua, "Co, sit over here. I just had Duoduo buy so bubble tea. It’s a new product from that store, drink it while it’s hot. Also, I had Bai Ning book movie tickets for tonight, after dinner we’ll go watch a movie."
Leng Yanhua sat next to Tianmiao with her insulated food container, placed it on the table, and then took the bubble tea that Tianmiao handed to her. Only then did she turn to look at the group of people standing in the courtyard.
The bald president’s expression was sowhat complex.
They had been talking to Tianmiao for a while, but Tianmiao hadn’t even invited them to sit, let alone offered them tea. Plus, do the powerful Demon Exorcists from the Heavenly Dao Affairs Office usually do this? Buy bubble tea? Book movie tickets? It’s such a waste of resource! Oh, no, this idiom doesn’t fit here. He really got confused by anger. Maybe "killing a chicken with a bull knife" was more fitting?
"Ah, President, you all carry on with the conversation." Only after Tianmiao finished talking with Leng Yanhua, did she lazily look at the president and others, saying leisurely.
"So, we sincerely invite all the employees of the Heavenly Dao Affairs Office to join the Demon Extermination Association. I wonder what you have considered? We all have seen your strength and abilities. We hope you can join the Demon Extermination Association, to fight against demons and protect this world together." The president awkwardly repeated his earlier speech, and then added, "We’re really sincere."
Of course, they were sincere; almost all the high-ranking mbers of the Demon Extermination Association had co. But they just couldn’t convince Leng Yanhua, who was one of the vice presidents, because Leng Yanhua, she’s impervious. Regarding the invitation to Tianmiao, she made it clear that she differentiates between public and private matters, and she wouldn’t involve herself in this. She wouldn’t use her friendship with Tianmiao to influence Tianmiao’s thoughts. Everything should be based on Tianmiao’s own ideas.
"I’m not interested, as for my employees, this will depend on their own wishes." Tianmiao said slowly while sipping her drink.
"Miss Tianmiao, I think you may not know the rights and benefits of joining the Demon Extermination Association." The previously stern-faced old man spoke up, "If you join the association, you’ll get more benefits than the ordinary Demon Exorcists, and you can receive the latest news and enjoy so specific resources."
"No, thank you. I’m really not interested. Besides, not joining doesn’t affect my demon extermination." Tianmiao smiled and shook her head, "However, my employees might be willing to join."
"Miss Tianmiao, I think you really should reconsider." The stern-faced old man tried to persuade again.
"I say, Old Zhang, how co you’re still as annoying after not seeing you for so long? People said they’re not interested, yet you’re still nagging. After all this talk, aren’t you thirsty? Want so water?" Leng Yanhua mocked, then she suddenly exclaid, "Oh, I forgot, you don’t have tea." Saying this, she embraced her drink and took a big sip, stirring up resentnt.
"You disrespectful brat," the stern-faced old man gritted his teeth and glared.
"You arrogant old coot," Leng Yanhua imdiately retorted.
Lin Duoduo and others quickly realized that this stern-faced old man was the one who had engaged in a day-long verbal sparring with Leng Yanhua, and ultimately pretended to have a heart attack before retreating in defeat.
"Argue at ho, solve the matters first today." The bald president felt his head throbbing. The purpose of coming today hadn’t been achieved, and losing face in front of outsiders made no sense. If there was any issue, he wouldn’t mind beating them up at ho. The Demon Extermination Association needs to maintain its dignity too, alright?
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