He called all the bodyguards he had brought over and was sure not to let these people go up to the second floor. As for other things, that was not something he, a martial arts practitioner, needed to consider. He just had to do his job.
Mr. Jing had nothing to say to him.
Don’t think that it is easy to be a bodyguard next to a rich man like Mr. Jing. It is impossible. Nowadays, there are endless doubts about “teaching martial arts” in society, but it is undeniable that more and more people are practicing martial arts.
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The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts! Nowadays, there are more and more wealthy middle-class people in society, and their children have more choices in life. Unlike before, they just study and make progress.
Nowadays, more and more people are learning Sanda, Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Judo wrestling, boxing, Tai Chi, Baji, and various traditional martial arts. Just look at the enrollment situation of martial arts schools in various places.
In fact, whether traditional martial arts can be practiced or not can cause a certain degree of controversy on social media, which in itself shows that more and more people are paying attention to "martial arts". As for forcing a distinction and opposing Chuanwu and Sanda, in
It seemed to him that it didn't matter.
If a person has practiced Tai Chi, Sanda, wrestling, and Jeet Kune Do, then if he can fight, which kind of martial arts is considered powerful?
That's the kind of person he is.
Remember, it is always the people who are powerful, not the various martial arts schools! If a martial arts practitioner is limited by the opinions of the martial arts school, he will not be successful. If he wants to be successful, he must absorb the essence of various martial arts and form his own thing.
In addition, there are many good players who retire from some special forces every year. However, among the people who practice martial arts in the country, few people earn as much as him?
Moreover, today is the age of firearms, and relying on hand-to-hand combat for security is not the right path at all. It is only in an environment like China that does not allow individuals to hold guns that there is room for warriors like them. Of course, there is also Mr. Jing’s personal preference. He likes it.
Boxing masters serve as bodyguards and provide financial support.
For example, Mr. Jing hires G4 elites from the police force to do security in Hong Kong Island. The local richest man all uses G4. Fu Ye, the head of the Venus Company where he works, and Qi Feijun have both been to the 800,000 Forbidden Army.
Have studied further.
Because he helps the military manufacture chips, Mr. Jing has some face in the military.
Therefore, he will definitely do his essential work.
Xie Shutong didn't know what Chen Aiyang was thinking, but she still respected this Tai Chi master. The main reason was that Brother Jing liked to deal with people who practiced boxing. Brother Jing had a martial arts dream! She actually didn't think so.
Xie Shutong smiled and nodded, said hello to Chen Aiyang, and walked to the middle area of the hall on the first floor.
The soft and beautiful "Xin Fei" is wearing a housekeeper's uniform, with a slender and slightly plump figure. The thirty-two-year-old beautiful woman is trying hard to argue with the visitors. However, her temperament is too soft and charming, and she is not interested in those old fritters in the system.
In other words, the words spoken have no power.
"Sister Xin." Xie Shutong said hello and took over the conversation naturally, saying: "You have your rules, and we are very clear about it. But our Gubei Light Hotel is not open to the public yet, so the situation you mentioned does not exist.
Let’s do this, you guys, hold off for a while while we make a few phone calls to communicate with your leaders. Which departments are you in?”
There were more than a dozen people here, and it was a bustling crowd, and they must be from all departments.
Xie Shutong asked about the specific situation in a few words, and discussed with Li Xin to ask the service staff in the villa to bring drinks and snacks. She went to the side and called, "Second uncle, I have something to ask..."
The Xie family is considered aboriginal in the capital, and their relatives live in the city. Now her father, Xie Wangzhen, is the head of the domestic real estate giant Xia Shang Real Estate, and the contacts between relatives are getting closer and closer. Starting from this network of contacts, the top people in the city People at this level will definitely not be able to climb up, but you can still find one or two friends you know within the system to ask about the situation.
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Just when Xie Shutong was calling someone, Wang Bocai, who was in charge of Gubei Water Town affairs within the Xia Shang Cultural Tourism Group, had already received a call from Zhang Li, Jinggao's assistant. He quickly sent a Fetion letter to his immediate boss Shen Jinyuan to report the situation. , then picked up the phone and called.
He is currently resting at home in Tongzhou.
That's right, Mr. Jing's daily work became easier when he stayed at the Gubei Light Hotel. Because after Mr. Jing arrived, the second and third phases of the Gubei Light Hotel had to be suspended, otherwise it would be rumbling all day long. How does Mr. Jing live?
As for working in Gubei Water Town? He is too far away from Mr. Jing. Even if he has a relationship with him before, he can't get along with him at all! He doesn't need to worry about the expenses around Mr. Jing, so he doesn't need to worry about it. It’s more practical to take a vacation and live your own little life!
Wang Bocai is the person in charge of the operation and reconstruction of Gubei Water Town. He is familiar with the heads of various departments in the company town. As a 41-year-old middle-aged man who has been involved in the business world, this is The ability is still a must.
Wang Bocai's call soon came to the mobile phone of Deputy Mayor Heshu. Heshu was in the Toyota commercial vehicle outside the Gubei Light Hotel. He said to Chu Zhicheng, who was looking over: "He is the district chief of the capital. The phone number of Wang Bocai, general manager of Shuizhen Tourism Company."
Chu Zhicheng nodded, gestured for him to connect, and lit the cigarette ashes gracefully.
Heshu turned on the phone and put it outside, and heard Wang Bocai's laughing voice coming from inside, "Mayor He, didn't bother you, right? I just received a call from below, saying that someone came to enforce the law at Gubei Light Hotel. Isn’t there some misunderstanding?”
Heshu joked for a few words, saying it was because someone reported it as a routine matter, then hung up the phone and looked at Chu Zhicheng beside him without comment. With his personality, he believed that a thousand words are worth less than a word of silence.
Chu Zhicheng smiled contemptuously, "It's still a bit energetic for me to call you so quickly. Let's see what kind of ghosts and monsters pop up next!"
About ten minutes later, Heshu's cell phone rang again. This time it was the town leader calling, "Lao He, what's going on? Is there a mistake? Xia Shang Cultural Tourism Group is a big company in our town.
Investors and big tax payers. It’s not too much to call him the God of Wealth. You should bring your people back right now!”
He Shu looked at Chu Zhicheng in embarrassment.
Chu Zhicheng sneered and interjected: "Even the God of Wealth can't break the law, right? I have definite evidence."
Hearing Chu Zhicheng's voice on the other end of the phone, he was shocked and cursed Heshu's eighteenth generation of ancestors. After chatting with Chu Zhicheng for a few words, he hung up the phone in frustration. If the district intervened, there was nothing he could do.
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"How do you do your job while riding a horse?" Shen Jinyuan was working in the office building of Xia Shang Cultural Tourism. When he received a call from Wang Bocai asking for help, he was so angry that he cursed, "You are raised by bz! Do you usually work hard?"
Don’t you know what the Gubei Light Hotel is like? It’s said to be a hotel, but it’s actually Mr. Jing’s residence. Mr. Jing lives in it now. You tell me, someone wants to go up and check Mr. Jing? Damn it, you’re on your own
Do you understand the seriousness of the matter?
What is this? This is a slap in Mr. Jing’s face! It’s from Mahler Gobi.”
Uncle Wang was so scolded that he couldn't speak. After Shen Jinyuan scolded him for a few minutes, his anger subsided and he said, "Mr. Shen, I didn't do my job well."
Shen Jinyuan scolded everyone until everyone was a little tired, and gasped: "Okay, I also know the virtues of people at the grassroots level. You can go to Gubei Water Town immediately and keep an eye on it, and I will handle this matter!"
Shen Jinyuan hung up the phone, thought about what to say, and called the deputy mayor whom he knew well.
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Chu Zhicheng, who was in the Toyota, answered the call from above. He hummed in a respectful but perfunctory manner, put his phone in his pocket, and said nonchalantly: "Let's go in and meet Mr. Jing."
