Chapter 1620 Recruiting Talents

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

The Blue Gang used to be the tenth largest gang in the world, but the corner of her mouth twitched, she had actually fallen to such a level that even the top 100 gangs couldn't get in.

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

Indeed, the Blue Gang was among the top ten in the world when it was at its peak, but it has not fallen to this level now.

Not even the top 100 in the world.

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

Lan Wufeng looked at Mo Nanchong expectantly, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the elder next to him.

"Leader Lan, what are you messing around with!"

"What kind of gang leader 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 leader of the Blue Gang to a girl who was still in high school.

Isn't this crazy!

She is just a little girl, how to manage the gang and how to convince the crowd is simply impossible.

The elders stopped the leader Lan one by one, but Lan Wufeng had a calm face.

He just has a good impression of Mo Nanchong, especially when he thinks of the painting in the ancestral hall, when he always feels that Mo Nanchong is very similar to the patriarch in the painting, he thinks that Mo Nanchong may be from the patriarch's school people who come.

On Mo Nanchong's cold face, the expression cracked a little.

She didn't even know that the sect she created by herself was so bad, and she didn't expect that Lan Wufeng would return this hot potato to her...

The ghost knows how hard it is for her to lose this sect to others.

In the end, this person actually wanted to return it to her again!

"I'm sorry, I don't think I should come, take my leave!"

Mo Nanchong stood up fiercely, as if he didn't need to give it away, he turned around and was about to walk outside.

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

Probably due to 7 illnesses rushing to the doctor, Lan Wufeng didn't care if Mo Nanchong was a high school student or not, he just wouldn't let Mo Nanchong go, "Unless you stay and join our gang, otherwise you can't go!"

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

Students from good schools are all talents.

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

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

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

Thinking of this, Lan Wufeng has to pull Mo Nanchong with shamelessness.

Lan Wufeng is actually quite good-looking, quite temperamental, and looks like a gentle and elegant young man.

At this moment, it is very rogue.

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

Lan Wufeng: "..."

Sister, I'm so worried!

The elders were heartbroken, "You, it's fine if you don't want to inherit our blue gang, but you still stabbed us in the 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 Mo Nanchong.

She can easily enter the formation in the yard, he believes she can!

I don't know where Lan Wufeng's confidence in her came from, Mo Nanchong couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at Lan Wufeng's eyes, thinking that he was his disciple after all, it seemed that he was really 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, we will send you money every month. Really."

Mo Nanchong: "...Speaking of which, has the tea you gave me expired?"

Lan Wufeng glanced at Mo Nanchong cautiously: "Although it has expired, the taste should not have changed much, hehehe... I usually drink it without any problem."

Mo Nanchong's brows and eyes twitched again.

Very good, the leader of the blue gang is really miserable.

She smiled at Lan Wufengpi and said, "You are really miserable!"

The decline of the Blue Gang did not start from Lan Wufeng's side, so Mo Nanchong knew that this was not Lan Wufeng's fault. When Lan Wufeng took over, the Blue Gang was already like this.

Lan Wufeng even made Lan Gang pouted a little bit, much better than before.

It's a pity that the decline of the blue gang was too great.

If you want the blue gang to stand up, you have to participate in this top 100 league. The top 100 league is a league organized by the top 100 gangs in the world, hosted by the top 100 league.

The content of the competition is very complicated, but as long as you can achieve certain results in various competitions, you will be the target of everyone.

Therefore, this is a great opportunity for the Blue Gang.

Of course, judging from the current situation of the Blue Gang, there is no chance of winning any competitions. After all, the talents are withered, and the Blue Gang has no one who can make a move...

Mo Nanchong was sent out by Lan Wufeng. When he went out, Mo Nanchong looked at Lan Wufeng sympathetically, and then said, "Don't drink expired tea anymore, be careful to drink yourself to death!"

"No." Lan Wufeng said with a smile.

"..."

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

When she left, Lan Wufeng had always told her to come to the Blue Gang, and she could be the vice-guild leader if she didn't want to.

Mo Nanchong sighed towards Lan Wufeng.

...

Wednesday.

Mo Nanchong was lecturing to a group of people in the classroom. As the exam was approaching, everyone was very nervous. They even made a bet with the rocket class.

All the teachers and students in the school knew that Class Nine planned to make a sprint this time, not aiming for the first place in the school, but it would definitely not be the last one in the school any more.

Almost all the teachers and students in the school were mocking Class Nine, overthinking themselves.

The bet is like this, if Class Nine wins, they don't need to clean up in the future, even if the classrooms are clean, other people will help clean up.

Then, the school will also give them some resources.

If Class Nine loses, then the resources will naturally not be transferred, and they will also be responsible for the places that need to be cleaned in the whole school, and they will be required to clean up in the future.

Also because of this, Class Nine really wanted to fight for their breath.

Of course, Class Nine actually has confidence in their hearts. They have a classmate who is a top student.

Although this classmate almost never reads books, she seems to know everything. When lecturing, she doesn't have to prepare lessons like the teacher. She can speak at any time, and her efficiency is very high.