What just happened made Jiang Yue and Zhang Xin not in a good mood.
While Zhang Xin was angry, she suddenly remembered what Li Tianyang and Yu Qing called Jiang Yue, trash? Pretty boy? For such a name, Zhang Xin couldn't help but feel funny in her heart. She didn't know how blind they were to be able to do so.
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Looking furtively, Jiang Yue is 1.8 meters tall. He has no trace of fat on his body due to martial arts training, and his figure is very well-proportioned. His eyes are bright and energetic, and his movements have a certain magnanimity without a trace of artificiality. Such a character no matter what
It is the center of attention wherever it is placed, and it cannot be associated with the title of good-for-nothing pretty boy.
Thinking about it, I don't know why Zhang Xin thought of the charming girl in the bathroom again, and a trace of red cloud appeared on her face.
Jiang Yue seemed to feel Zhang Xin's gaze and looked towards her. Zhang Xin quickly turned her head, walked a few steps quickly and said, "This is the third floor, with a total of 1,300 square meters. There is a rooftop upstairs, okay?"
Enjoy the beauty of the park.”
Jiang Yue nodded, glanced around, and found that the distance between the racks on this floor was much higher than that downstairs, about eight meters. In the huge space, there were only two rows of columns neatly arranged. Directly opposite,
There is a row of windows, and the dazzling sunlight shines in from between the windows, making the place look very bright.
Standing at the window, facing Linghu Park, there are no other buildings blocking it, which makes people look in a good mood. Jiang Yue likes it very much.
"You can tell me what you want now." Zhang Xin took out a piece of paper from her delicate handbag, opened it, spread it flat on a pillar, taped it with tape, and asked with a pen in her hand.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Yue said, "Build me a circulating pool here that is four meters wide and two meters high. The wall must be at the back and cannot be less than fifty centimeters. There must be equipment for circulating water at the top, and it is best to minimize the noise.
Well, it would be best if you could also control the flow rate of the water."
"That's no problem. I will build a pump room here, equipped with sound insulation equipment, and there will be basically no loud noise. There will be several pumping equipment in the pump room, and the water flow speed can be controlled freely." Zhang Xin nodded.
, and then simply marked it on the drawing.
When Jiang Yue was a child, he would practice boxing in the river near his home. Jiangjia boxing, also known as water boxing, was learned from observing the power of the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers. It is easier to understand the mystery when practicing boxing in the water. Therefore, he
He built a pool here to practice boxing, hoping it could help him practice boxing.
Hearing Zhang Xin's answer, Jiang Yue nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to another open space and said, "Here, I need some irregular columns, two meters high and ten centimeters thick. The distance between each column cannot be greater than six meters."
Ten centimeters cannot be less than fifty centimeters. They cannot be arranged neatly and need to be fifty meters long."
Zhang Xin nodded and recorded it. She knew very well that this should be for practice steps. She had seen it before, but it was the first time she had seen it for such a long time.
This stone forest is indeed used to practice footwork. After this battle, Jiang Yue suddenly found that his footwork was very lacking and he could not keep up with the punches, which caused some limitations in his strength, so he came up with this method to solve it.
"What else?" Zhang Xin asked.
Jiang Yue thought for a while and then said, "I also need some tough sandbags, preferably filled with iron sand. Well, I also need a place to live."
Zhang Xin hummed slightly, nodded and recorded it.
"The rest is basically gone. Just keep everything simple. I don't like luxury very much. Besides, this is a place for martial arts training. It consumes a lot of money. The most important thing is practicality. If it can be equipped with some equipment for practicing strength and speed.
Even better." Jiang Yue thought for a while and added.
"Where do you want to hang the sandbag?" Zhang Xin asked very carefully.
"Over there, just put some hooks on it. I can adjust the distance and height myself." Jiang Yue pointed to an open space.
"What about the floor? Is it flooring or marble?" Zhang Xin asked.
"Bluestone is fine, marble is too slippery." Jiang Yue replied.
"Okay, do you have any questions?" Zhang Xin asked with big, watery eyes.
"No more." Jiang Yue said with a smile.
"Well, that's basically done. Leave the rest to me. I guarantee you'll be satisfied." Zhang Xin simply drew a few strokes on the drawing, put it away, and said with a smile.
"Then I'll trouble you." Jiang Yue smiled and said politely.
"I did everything as instructed. It's no trouble." Zhang Xin replied.
Listening to this somewhat formulaic answer, Jiang Yue couldn't help showing a wry smile and said, "Well... I'm sorry about what happened in the bathroom. I was a little confused at the time, and I don't know why..." But he hadn't finished speaking yet.
, was interrupted by Zhang Xin, "Okay, we can leave if we have nothing to do. Mr. He and Mr. Crew should already be waiting for you." After saying that, he ignored Jiang Yue and turned around to leave.
Jiang Yue had no choice but to leave and return to the He Group.
It was dinner time, and He Yunpeng and Crowley were waiting for him in the office to go to dinner together.
As soon as Jiang Yue entered the door, He Yunpeng said with a smile, "Just tell me, he won't take too long."
"Brother Jiang, you are back. We have been waiting for you." Crowley stood up and said with a smile with a thick Russian accent.
"Wait for me? Is something wrong?" Jiang Yue was a little surprised.
"Of course I have something to do, I just want to have dinner with you! I admire you very much, we Russians admire the real strong people! It is my honor to have dinner with you. I hope we can become friends, just like you and Mr. He
Friends." Crowley's Chinese was not very fluent, and he said while gesticulating.
"Of course, if you don't say that we Chinese are the sick men of East Asia, then we are already friends." Jiang Yue said with a smile.
"Of course I won't say it again. At that time, I just wanted to see the real Chinese Kung Fu, so I said those words to get you to take action. And I have taken back what I said, right?" Crowley
His explanation was very accurate and made Jiang Yue feel much better.
"Hello, my Russian friend." Jiang Yue extended a hand of friendship.
"Hello, my Chinese friend." Crowley seemed very happy after receiving Jiang Yue's understanding. He talked a lot along the way and invited Jiang Yue to visit him.
The three of them soon arrived at the restaurant. When the dishes on the table were all served, Jiang Yue suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger.
Jiang Yue was indeed hungry. He hadn't had a full meal for more than three months! The most important thing was that not only did he not eat anything today, he also had a fierce battle, which was very physically draining. So, he
Crowley and He Yunpeng looked at each other in surprise and started to devour the food.
What kind of master, what kind of demeanor, what kind of shamelessness or not, was completely thrown aside by Jiang Yue at this time!
When Crowley stared at Jiang Yue eating his eighth bowl of rice in stunned silence, he finally couldn't help but exclaimed, "Oh my God, Brother Jiang, I didn't expect you to be so good at eating! No wonder you have
Such great power! I think I should increase my food intake in the future!"
When Jiang Yue, who was eating like crazy, heard this, he almost spat out the rice in his mouth. What does this strength have to do with eating? He was just too hungry. But at this time, Jiang Yue lazily explained, still
Staring at the food on the table, no matter what it was, he devoured it!
After ten bowls of rice, Jiang Yue finally burped and sat on a chair lazily.
After the three of them finished eating, they came to He Yunpeng's living room. He Yunpeng personally brewed a pot of fine Tieguanyin for them. Crowley took a sip of tea and praised, "China is really a good place. It not only has
A powerful boxer with such delicious fragrant tea is really enviable!"
The atmosphere of the chat was very harmonious, and Jiang Yue gained a lot of knowledge. After Crowley left, He Yunpeng wanted to chat with Jiang Yue, but he declined on the grounds of recovering from his injuries. Back in the guest room, Jiang Yue lay down.
In bed, he sighed that what happened on this day was even more exciting than the more than twenty years he had lived before.
This day was the most important day in his life, a turning point.