My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"How do you know that the person behind you is the deputy director?" Lu Zijia looked at his reaction and found it funny.

Even if she didn't need to scan with her divine sense, she would probably guess that it was the vice president just based on the strange feeling the vice president gave her that day, and the relationship between Che Zhibing and the vice president.

After all, she has only been in this world for a few months, and anyone who has offended can be counted on their hands.

Of course, the old geeky Taoist thing hasn't happened yet, so I can count it with both hands...

Under Che Zhibing's suspicious gaze, Lu Zijia smiled brightly, "Of course I guessed it with my brain!"

Lu Zijia's words were a little playful, as if to slap Che Zhibing's stupid words just now.

Sure enough, Che Zhibing's face immediately turned red and green, and it was really a good show.

"Hahaha, little girl, she's really smart, no wonder the director treats you differently."

After Lu Zijia's voice fell for a moment, a slightly old and cold voice came from the top floor of the abandoned floor and clearly entered Lu Zijia's ears.

Lu Zijia replied humbly, "The deputy director has won the award."

"No, little girl, you are humble, Lao Dao actually appreciates you, so Lao Dao wants to accept you as a disciple, I wonder if you are willing, little girl?"

The deputy director did not ask Lu Zijia too much to make circles, and directly explained the purpose.

As for whether this purpose is true or not, it is up to Lu Zijia to judge.

But after Che Zhibing heard the words of the deputy director, his expression changed and his eyes were full of shock.

Uncle Master wants to accept Lu Zijia as his disciple? Why doesn't he know? The uncle had clearly said before that he would kill Lu Zijia, trapping Lu Zijia's soul to vent his anger.

Why, why has Shishu changed his mind now?

When he thought that once Lu Zijia became a disciple of Daoist Xue Ning, he would press him even more, and even retaliate against him for stumbling him, and Che Zhibing suddenly became restless.

It's just because of the majesty of Daoist Xue Ning, even if he is not calm in his heart, he does not dare to question the words of Daoist Xue Ning, so he can only secretly worry in his heart.

"Apprentice?"

Lu Zijia tilted her head, her tone full of curiosity, "Is there any benefit to being a disciple of the deputy director? For example, is there anything good to give to the disciple."

Lu Zijia's words were very straightforward, as if she wanted to become the deputy director's entrant disciple, it all depended on whether there was anything good that would make her move.

Hearing these words in Che Zhibing's ears, he only felt that his heart was blocked so badly that he had the urge to tear Lu Zijia to pieces.

He has been in the Maoshan School for many years, and he has always dreamed of having a senior who can accept him as a disciple, and from then on, he will ascend to the sky.

It's just his thoughts, and they're all just thoughts, and they haven't been realized until today.

Now that Daoist Xue Ning took the initiative to admit to the disciple, but the person who was favored was not himself, Che Zhibing's hatred for Lu Zijia in his heart more than doubled in an instant.

How could this waste Lu Zijia have such a good life, not only can the director treat her differently, but also let the uncle take the initiative to accept the apprentice, it is simply a piece of shit luck!

But this damned waste, even if he got a cheap price and sold it well, he opened his mouth and asked his uncle to ask for something good.

However, if Uncle Shi is dissatisfied with this waste because of this, it will be a good thing for him.