Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 484 Kung Fu and Martial Arts

"We have an old saying in China."

"Are there any more ancient sayings?" Taylor rolled up from the sofa and muttered, "How many ancient sayings do you have in China?"

Gu Weijun spread his hands, "That's too much, and no one has calculated it. After all, what about the civilization of more than 5000 years?"

"Uh, hurry up and say it!"

"The general trend of the world is great and mighty. Those who follow it will prosper and those who go against it will perish!"

"." Taylor blinked, seeming to understand but not seeming to understand.

Gu Weijun laughed "haha", "Don't understand too much, let's go, quickly take a shower and dress up, and then you two will follow me to Washington!"

“Playing futures is just like gambling, both require a big heart!”

"You two are still too young."

"Just wait and see if you are still so heartless when you don't even have a pair of underwear to pay for it?"

"Ah! Wouldn't that be terrible?"

"You know how to be afraid?"

"Haha, what I'm afraid of is that if I run naked on Wall Street, there will be too many rich women trying to support me?"

Gu Weijun's teasing and teasing successfully made Jane Qianbao and Taylor relax a little, and then the three of them went to the bathroom together for some exercise.
The three of them left Solo's apartment in high spirits and directly rented a private jet to fly to Washington.

At the Washington Liaison Office in the United States, when Ambassador Huang and Taylor signed the contract in the presence of lawyers from both sides, and Taylor immediately handed over a check for US$36, Ambassador Huang's eyes burst into laughter.

"Dear Mr. Huang, as stipulated in our contract, I will contact the construction team immediately to renovate the house on the first floor. The estimated time is about 3 months."

"When can the martial artists from your precious country come?"

“I need to advertise ahead of time.”

"Well, and I also need to prepare corresponding information based on the candidates you provide, and go to Hollywood to lobby the film companies to persuade them to cooperate with me."

"Of course, if there is a movie in Hollywood that chooses a martial artist to direct fights, we will sign a supplementary agreement with the specific allocation amount at that time."

Not to mention how happy Ambassador Huang was when he was holding the check. Not counting the rent, he could still make money for Americans by making movies. How could he be so beautiful?
"Haha, don't worry, Ms. Taylor, I already have several candidates here. There are many sects from Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, Emei, and Qingcheng to choose from."

"If you want to choose a certain kind of boxing, there are more. There are more than 100 kinds of Xingyiquan, Tai Chi, Hongquan, Bajiquan, and Baguaquan. There are too many."

"No matter which one you choose, I can arrange for someone to come over!"

Ambassador Huang's chest made a "bang bang" sound.

Taylor was confused again, what? I want "Kung Fu"? Why do you give me so much mess?
Taylor quickly emphasized: "Mr. Huang, if I have kung fu, oh, ha, kung fu!"

"That's right, isn't martial arts like this? I've also practiced boxing in the army, oh, ha!"

"Ah" Taylor was completely dizzy. How could the old Chinese man in front of him know kung fu? What about Gu Weijun?

"Dear Gu, do you know Kung Fu?"

Gu Weijun had been snickering on the side just now. The cultural differences are too big. Westerners only have a box about boxing, and they simply cannot understand the many martial arts schools and boxing names in China.

Two people are talking about it. One thinks that kung fu is similar to boxing, and the other thinks that we need to provide more considerate services and arrange for people from whatever martial arts school to come over.
"Of course, I know a boxing technique that can hit eight directions," Gu Weijun took a stance.

Taylor's eyes lit up, "Oh, my God, you can actually do kung fu. How do you compare with our bodyguards?" "Haha, there's no way to compare."

Then Gu Weijun raised his right eyebrow, stretched out a finger, and changed the topic, "I want to hit 10."

The faces of several of Taylor's bodyguards changed color. They had all learned special fighting skills. How could normal people beat 10 people as well-trained as them?

Is this bragging or questioning our strength?

Immediately, the head of the bodyguard went to Taylor and asked for discussion.

But who is Gu Weijun? Wouldn't he lose points by fighting with these people?
"Taylor, do you think it is appropriate for me, a Chinese diplomat, to beat people in public?"

"This will seriously affect the country's image."

At this time, Ambassador Huang laughed sadly, "No, no, this is also the best opportunity to showcase our Chinese culture!"

"I fully support this spirit of self-sacrifice for the country. I support you having a sweaty manly battle with these big defensive men!"

Taylor's eyes lit up, "Really? Thank you so much, distinguished Mr. Huang!"

Gu Weijun glanced at Ambassador Huang resentfully. Was he looking for trouble for me because he thought I was too idle?
Gu Weijun shrugged nonchalantly, "In this way, when the martial arts gym on the first floor is decorated, I will have a friendly match with your bodyguards and record a video then, which can be regarded as advertising for the martial arts gym."

Taylor danced for joy, "Oh, that's great."

"I'm worried about how to introduce our kung fu gym to Hollywood."

Ambassador Huang just wanted to make a joke with Gu Weijun, but he didn't expect that he would actually accept the battle. He quickly walked to Gu Weijun and said, "I said, Junzi, are you okay?"

"You used to exercise a lot, but now you are having fun every night, well, I mean, can your physical strength still keep up?"

"Men can't say they can't do it!"

After Taylor and Jane Seba left the liaison office, Gu Weijun took out a box of cigars from his pocket and threw it directly to Ambassador Huang, then took out another cigar and lit it for himself.

"Uncle, why did China actually agree to rent out the first floor of the Liaison Office this time?"

"To be honest, it's really beyond my imagination."

"My previous idea was to recruit a few martial arts practitioners from China to become martial arts coaches. Of course, they must be politically reliable. Because there was a martial artist named Bruce Lee in Hong Kong who promoted the word "Kung Fu" in the Western world through movies. deeply rooted in people’s hearts.”

“I think it’s a really good promotion point for us.”

Ambassador Huang opened the cigar box, took out a cigar, put it under his nose and smelled it, then lit it and puffed away together, "To be honest, I didn't expect it just like you."

"I'm even prepared to be criticized."

"I won't hide it from you. The reason why I reported this matter was because I wanted the domestic leaders to find an excuse to remove me!"

"." Gu Weijun looked at him in disbelief.

The corners of Ambassador Huang's mouth turned up, and a hint of sneer flashed across his face, "Someone has already made a small report about me in China."

"They say that I am here to line the pockets of the TMD, and that I am the TMD who frequently meets with high-level officials of the U.S. imperialists. I am not strong-willed!"

"I am CTGLL. If I were not determined, I would not have bought this office building for only 600 million. Now it has increased to more than 1000 million. Did I get a penny from it?"

"They also said that I frequently interact with American politicians in private," Ambassador Huang cursed loudly when he mentioned this, "If I don't interact with you, why did I come to the United States?"

(End of this chapter)