The Era of Hard Work

  Chapter 409

  Perhaps the fitness club model of First Sports fits the needs of urban white-collar workers. With the improvement of living conditions, more and more people are willing to spend time and money to invest in their bodies.

   After the first sports Quannan branch opened for business, the business was good. Before the weekend, there were nearly 400 members.

One thing I have to say, some of them come here to recharge and apply for cards because of the influence of marketing and surrounding people. At the beginning, they may come once a week, and gradually it will become once a month. , will soon be over.

  The university town has been open for a few months, and similar situations are all too common.

   Even, it is not uncommon for those who pay the money and never come.

   It is impossible to refund the card, but First Sports is a conscientious company. There is no time limit like one or two years. As long as there is money in the membership card, you can come here at any time.

   With the official opening of the first sports and fitness club, many students have been recruited in the Sanda class and the self-defense class, which will affect the Shengqi Taijiquan club diagonally opposite.

  The master Wu Shengqi came to pay a special visit once. Yuan Baoshan received him, but there was no conflict between the two sides.

   But at the provincial sports station Taiqing reception held at the Nanjiao Hotel on the weekend, when both sides were sitting at the same table, the atmosphere was not very good.

  Because they were all invited by Lee Donghae, when they arranged to sit down, they were inevitably arranged together.

   There were five people on each side, just together a table.

  Qiao Weiguo quietly pointed to Lu Dong across Song Na: "Dongzi, this is the Tai Chi master I told you, his name is Wu Shengqi."

   Lu Dong couldn't help but secretly looked at it. He was not too old, his head was a little bald, and he looked very fanciful.

   Many things in Sanda come from Sanshou or Chuanwu. Maybe the folk masters are not as good as professional fighting, but they must be able to fight a lot more than ordinary people.

   Therefore, Lu Dong will not underestimate others, but this master...

How to say   , it is a bit too rich.

  According to the understanding of a pure amateur like him, strength should have a direct relationship with muscles.

   Just like Lu Dong himself, he was famous for his strength since he was a child, and that is the foundation of the strong body that he trained with Seventh Uncle when he was a child.

   "This person is very powerful?" Song Na asked Lu Dong in a low voice, "How do you look?"

   Lu Dong shook his head and told the truth: "We are amateurs, we can't see it."

  Song Na deliberately winked at Lu Dong: "You're not a professional? The Five Poison Religion..."

  Lu Dong glared at her and said nonsense: "The master of the family!"

   As for the saying that Neijiaquan develops the so-called internal strength, he does not believe it.

  Song Na's attention quickly shifted, reminding Lu Dong: "I have seen the real King of Free and Easy."

  Qiao Weiguo was curious: "Lao Du is here too?"

  Lü Dong followed Song Na's gaze and looked ahead, saw the star of Taidong men's basketball team, and said, "It's not Lao Du, it's a basketball star."

  Qiao Weiguo immediately lost interest, and his eyes returned to Wu Shengqi and the others.

   Just like last time, he had a strong desire to ask the master for advice.

Isn't    kung fu accumulated and improved in practice time and time again?

   You can learn a little from each master, and there will definitely be huge gains cumulatively.

   Lu Dong and Song Na had a conversation, and were gradually attracted by the words of the two people next to them.

   On the right, Yuan Baoshan started a war of words with Wu Shengqi.

  There is competition in business, and they are close to each other. It is easy to become enemies. It is still the type that is difficult to solve.

  Wu Shengqi took the air of a master and said to Yuan Baoshan: "People who learn martial arts are all about being open and upright, and they do things frankly. How can there be someone like you!"

   Seeing that people of the same age as him began to rely on the old and sell the old, Yuan Baoshan sneered and asked, "Master Wu, how can we not see the light of our work?"

"You can open a shop. It's no problem if you open a shop near my gym." Wu Shengqi knocked on the table: "Should you come to visit before you open the shop? This is a basic rule, right? But how did you do it? I don't know. If you know it, it’s fine, and you’ll be handing out flyers near my shop. People who practice martial arts can’t make a circle without rules!”

  Yuan Baoshan believes that he is not in the same circle with him, so of course he doesn't like this: "Master Wu, we are well water and not river water."

  Wu Shengqi knocked on the table again: "Do you have to come first and then come in when you do things? When you come in at the end of the school, should you say hello to your seniors? You are so aggressive to grab your jobs, you will have big problems in ancient times!"

  Yuan Baoshan is a bit biased, but fortunately he has been doing business for a few months, and he has made some income: "Ancient is ancient, now is now, it can't be generalized!"

"It's you people who don't obey the rules handed down by our ancestors, and lose everything that our ancestors handed down!" Wu Shengqi, relying on the name of a master, is very accustomed to using power to pressure people: "Our ancestors handed it down. How many treasures? Not enough for you to toss? You have to get some Western stuff!"

  The heavy burden of thousands of pounds is like not wanting money, and he presses it on the head: "It's not good to say it, you are worshipping foreigners and forgetting ancestry. When the ancestors saw you like this today, the lid of the coffin can't hold it!"

   These scolding words, without a dirty word, are as sharp as a knife.

  Yuan Baoshan is a Sanda practitioner, focusing on boxing and kicking. Unlike a master like Wu Shengqi, a lot of work is done on the lips, and the thin lips are turned up and down, and the management is all on his side.

   For a while, Yuan Baoshan actually called Wu Shengqi speechless.

Before Wu Shengqi was finished, he could speak well: "Tell me, what you are doing is worthy of our tradition? Counting up, it is worthy of our ancestors? We practice martial arts, and we teach not only martial arts, but also Tao! Do you understand Tao? What is it? If you don’t understand it, you must learn it! Touch your conscience, is it the right thing to do? What you do is called human affairs? Where is your martial arts?”

   After speaking, Yuan Baoshan couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

   But he finally understood, the master spoke of tradition, benevolence, righteousness and morality, but not a sarcastic person with dirty words.

   When it comes to lip service, the ten Yuan Baoshans are not Wu Shengqi's opponents either.

   Therefore, Yuan Baoshan's muscles kept jumping.

   Lu Dong understood and saw clearly. He quickly picked up the teapot and poured a glass of water for Yuan Baoshan: "Mr. Yuan, have a drink."

   When he interrupted, Yuan Baoshan suppressed his anger. After all, he was in his thirties, and he had experienced a lot of various occasions, so he quickly picked up his cup to drink water.

Lu Dong felt that there was no need for both sides to do this, and he said: "Master Wu, the first sports is mainly to do fitness, Sanda is only a small part of it, your boxing gym teaches traditional martial arts, we are not an industry at all, completely Can coexist. In a modern business society, the market is very large!”

  Wu Sheng picked up the teacup, took a sip of water like a master, and asked slowly, "Are you Yuan Baoshan's apprentice?"

   It's not wrong to say so, after all, Lu Dong has been practicing Sanda with Yuan Baoshan for more than a year, and immediately said: "Mr. Yuan is my Sanda teacher."

  Wu Shengqi immediately put on the air: "I'm talking to your teacher, and you are a junior? Do you know how to respect the teacher? Or is it that your teacher didn't even give you the most basic principles of life..."

   This person is really good at talking. Balabala spit out a lot of words, and Lu Dong has become a **** who doesn't respect the teacher.

   Lu Dong didn't get angry, Song Na was in a hurry, how could she talk about people face to face like this? It's her boyfriend!

  Song Na is not a good-natured lady. She grew up in the mountains and grew up wild in the mountains. She has been a sports student since junior high school. At this time, she picked up the teacup and wanted to throw people, but thinking of the wrong occasion, she finally endured it.

   Mainly, Yuan Baoshan answered: "Master Wu, according to what you said, we all practice martial arts, so let's see the real chapter."

   Lu Dong answered the question to help Yuan Baoshan get ahead. Yuan Baoshan couldn't helplessly watch Lu Dong call people so sarcastic.

   Besides, this is the big boss.

   Wu Shengqi couldn't carry it clearly, he couldn't carry it clearly.

   "You?" Wu Shengqi sneered: "You are not qualified."

Next to   , a sturdy young man answered: "Want to challenge my master? Pass me first!"

The voice here was a bit high, and someone from the organizer noticed that the person in charge of this was Li Donghai's assistant, and he hurried over and said, "Several, several! You are all VIPs in the stage! Peace is the most precious thing. Harmony is precious!"

   In other words, you can, but you can't fight in such a place. Lu Dong appeased Song Na and Yuan Baoshan.

   On the other side, the assistant named Li Xingjian was very lively. He didn't know what he said to Wu Shengqi and others. Wu Shengqi and his party changed tables and sat down.

  Li Xingjian arranged for those people, and came over to apologize to Lu Dong and others again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't do my job well, everyone forgive me!"

   The apology was very sincere, and Lu Dong smiled: "It doesn't matter."

   This matter will not be blamed on the organizer.

   Li Xingjian apologized here, and then ran to Wu Shengqi to say good things, but he did his best.

  Yuan Baoshan was very embarrassed: "Lu Dong, I'm sorry for involving you."

   Lu Dong waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, that person is talking about our No. 1 sports, I can't just watch it."

  Qiao Weiguo said: "I didn't expect the master to have this kind of virtue!"

   "Just him, return to the master?" Song Na said the truth: "Look at him, he is full of fat, this kind of person is a martial arts master, do you believe it?"

   When I first met Qiao Weiguo, although Qiao Weiguo was as thin as a monkey, he also had muscles that he exercised all year round.

   That's it, even Lu Dong couldn't hold back a punch.

   Lu Dong casually said: "Master has been praised a lot, and he is floating on it. After a long time of floating, those who are not skilled will think that they have real skills."

   If this master has a muscular body like Qiao Weiguo or Yuan Baoshan, he might be a master in actual combat.

   But this rich body type is really hard to say.

  Qiao Weiguo then said again: "Tongzi, teacher, if the master insists on practicing with us, let me go up? I want to ask the master for advice."

   Not far away, Li Xingjian, who had appeased the two gangs, came to a place with few people, found a chair to sit down, and took a breath.

  In this day and age, it’s the uncles who pay the money, and it’s not easy to offend customers easily.

   Besides, both sides are not easy.

   That No. 1 Sports, the last time I followed the leader was my uncle, and he looked very rich.

  Wu Shengqi belongs to the people who have registered with the Provincial Wushu Association. He is very famous in the Quannan Wushu circle. He is not too old, but he is recognized as a Tai Chi master.

  If these two sides fight...

  Thinking of this, Li Xingjian suddenly had an idea, fight?

   (end of this chapter)