"Haha...Brother Zhang, I didn't believe Tan Xiucai and Chu Chaohui said you were awesome before. Now I admire you so much. You are such a god!" Chu Jianxuan shook off Jiang Zhengming's hand and smiled.
Walking up to Zhang Weidong, he cupped his fists with gratitude and admiration.
"Haha, Mr. Chu is overrated." Zhang Weidong said with a faint smile. [bsp; "What Mr. Chu, if you are not Mr. Chu, according to the rules of the martial arts, you and Tan Xiucai are sworn brothers. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Chu.
Or Senior Brother Chu can do it." Chu Jianxuan was obviously a generous man, and he patted Zhang Weidong on the shoulder after hearing this.
Zhang Weidong felt that it was a bit awkward for an old man of seventy or eighty years to be his elder brother. Hearing this, he hesitated and said, "Okay, I'll call you Senior Brother Chu."
"Haha, hello, Senior Brother Chu! This time I bring a Junior Brother like you to the martial arts competition, and I, Old Chu, will be in the limelight." Chu Jianxuan laughed happily after hearing this.
When Zhang Weidong heard the words "Martial Arts Conference", he couldn't help but asked with confusion: "What martial arts conference? Will martial arts conferences be held in this society now?"
Chu Jianxuan was about to answer after hearing this, but Tan Zhengming came up to him with a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What happened just now, Old Chu? Did Wei Dong slap him and heal your old injuries for many years?"
"No! Wei Dong is really amazing. I didn't even mention my old lung injury to him, but he could see it at a glance, and he also took advantage of the martial arts competition to help me cure the disease. I am now
Breathing air is so comfortable as never before!" Chu Jianxuan said with admiration.
Having been friends with Chu Jianxuan for many years, Tan Zhengming naturally knew that Chu Jianxuan had lung problems. It was an old injury left when fighting against the Japanese during the early Anti-Japanese War. It was caused by poor medical skills at the time. Not only did he suffer from chest tightness and shortness of breath all year round,
, especially in autumn and winter, I will have asthma and pain.
Even though Tan Zhengming already knew that Zhang Weidong was miraculous, he couldn't help but look shocked when he heard this. After a while, he laughed and said: "I mean, how could Weidong be so ignorant of the importance of taking action? I have already seen that you are sick, so why not
You are here to treat illnesses. It seems that these two slaps, Old Chu, were not in vain!"
"Every time I don't suffer, I don't suffer in vain!" Chu Jianxuan nodded repeatedly.
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While they were joking, Professor Bai Rong walked in with a vegetable basket. He was shocked when he saw a pool of black blood on the ground and said, "Why is there so much blood here?"
"It's okay, it's okay, it was caused by Wei Dong's treatment for Lao Chu." Tan Zhengming hurriedly explained.
Bai Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Chu Jianxuan with concern: "Lao Chu, how do you feel now?"
"Okay, okay." Chu Jianxuan said with a smile on his face.
Hearing that Chu Jianxuan was well, Bai Rong was completely relieved and said with a smile: "It's good that he's well. It seems that you will have to toast Weidong a few more times tonight."
"Of course." Chu Jianxuan said with a serious face, which made Zhang Weidong feel a little embarrassed. He pointed to the blood on the ground and said: "Where can I get a mop, sister-in-law? Let me clean this place up."
"There's no need for you to come, I'll go, I'll go." When Chu Jianxuan saw Zhang Weidong turning around to go into the house to find a mop, Chu Jianxuan was so moved that he had nothing to say, so he hurriedly grabbed Zhang Weidong's arm and said.
"Okay, okay, you guys mop the floor and do whatever you have to do." Bai Rong smiled and went into the house to get the mop.
Zhang Weidong wanted to follow him in, but Tan Zhengming grabbed him and said, "Okay, let your sister-in-law go, and we'll talk in the living room."
Zhang Weidong could only smile when he saw this, and the three of them entered the living room together.
After sitting down, Tan Zhengming asked with a serious face: "Weidong, if you take care of Lao Chu's illness like this, will it never happen again in the future?"
"It probably won't happen anymore, but after years of illness and overwork, it's still a little difficult to recover in a short while. But it doesn't matter, I'll give Senior Brother Chu a prescription, and if Senior Brother Chu goes back and takes it for half a month, I think he should be completely fine.
" Zhang Weidong said.
"You can also prescribe medicine?" Hao Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan couldn't help but asked in surprise.
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"Haha, I know it, but I don't have a medical qualification certificate. I wonder if Senior Brother Chu dares to take the medicine I prescribe?" Zhang Weijing joked.
After hearing this, Zhu Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan pointed at Zhang Weidong and laughed. After laughing for a while, Zhun Zhengming got up and went to the study to get a pen and paper. Zhang Weidong thought about it and then wrote a prescription for Chu Jianxuan.
When he handed it to Chu Jianxuan, Chu Jianxuan put it away very carefully, as if the prescription was something very precious.
"By the way, what exactly is that martial arts conference that Brother Chu mentioned? Does this society really hold martial arts conferences like those in martial arts novels? Are there any martial arts leaders or something like that?" Jian Chu
Jianxuan put away the prescription, and Zhang Weidong couldn't help but asked again out of curiosity.
Although Zhang Weidong himself has now become a cultivator, the martial arts complex of his youth is still firmly imprinted in his mind.
"Haha, there is no martial arts leader. If there is, it must be you, Wei Dong." Chu Jianxuan said with a smile.
Seeing Chu Jianxuan say this, Zhang Weidong scratched his head in embarrassment. Seeing Zhang Weidong's shy face, Chu Jianxuan smiled and changed the subject: "Although there are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts in society now, the martial arts is actually still
What has always existed is that everyone is now keeping a low profile and out of the public eye. Just like Tan Xiucai, everyone only knows that he is a university professor and a celebrity in academic circles, but few people know that he is actually a martial arts person. The martial arts conference is held every year
It is held once by those wealthy martial arts families or sects as hosts. Firstly, it is to connect and strengthen relationships. Secondly, it also gives everyone an opportunity to discuss and discuss, so as not to completely cut off the inheritance of martial arts. Thirdly, the current
Isn’t society all about connections? Some people spend a lot of money to go to any club, just because they want to meet some dignitaries in the club and look for business opportunities. The martial arts conference actually provides such an opportunity to the participants, who may not be sure to sit down.
After chatting together, business opportunities will come. Or like Tan Xiucai, he used to be the president of a university. If you get to know him, the children of some martial arts people will not have to worry about going to university in the future. Now he is more
No, my son is the secretary-general of the municipal party committee. If you think about it, if you want someone to have a good relationship with him, getting promoted in the future won’t be a problem.”
Zhang Weidong couldn't help but be happy. The Qingqing Martial Arts Conference also kept pace with the times, while Tan Zhengming pointed at Chu Jianxuan with a smile and said: "You old Chu, am I, Tan Zhengming, such a person?"
"You can't say that. How many people in this society are as unruly as you? Besides, I know you and are both from the martial arts world. Yongqian will always be happy to help with things that go smoothly in the officialdom."
Chu Jianxuan said.
Although Hao Zhengming was an upright man, he was not a pedantic person, otherwise he would not have been able to sit in the position of principal. He smiled when he heard this and did not refute.
Seeing that Tan Zhengming did not refute, Chu Jianxuan continued: "This year's martial arts conference is scheduled to be held in Yandang Mountain, Wenzhou, Zhejiang on October 20. I sent the martial arts invitation to Tan Xiucai today. How about it? Is Wei Dong interested?
join?"
Only then did Zhang Weidong realize that when Tan Zhengming said he had something to tell him, he was referring to the martial arts conference. He couldn't help but smiled and asked: "Can I participate without a martial arts post?"
"Haha, it's just a show of not being a martial arts expert. If a martial arts master like you can't be invited, how can there be any science and engineering students who can't participate..." Chu Jianxuan said.
"Yes, Wei Dong. In fact, many people go sightseeing, so there are many people bringing their families with them every year." Tan Zhengming agreed.
Zhang Weidong still had some curiosity and yearning for the martial arts conference. Hearing what they said, he smiled and said: "Then if I can go, I will go too."
Seeing that Zhang Weidong said he was going, the two old men clapped their hands happily and said, "Haha, if you go, Weidong, we two old men will be in great glory when we arrive."
Zhang Weidong couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he saw the two old men acting disrespectfully.
Next, the three of them chatted casually in the living room. Mainly Tan Zhengming and Chu Jianxuan were talking, and they were talking about anecdotes about martial arts, which opened Zhang Weidong's eyes a lot.
Just as he was talking, Tan Yongqian came back, and Chu Chaohui came back with him.
When Zhang Weidong saw Tan Yongqian coming back, he looked at him intently and found that there was indeed a hint of worry in his eyebrows. He couldn't help but stare in his heart. Could it be that what that boy Ye Feng said was true?
In the living room, even though Tan Yongqian and Chu Chaohui were not young, they were real juniors, so as soon as they entered the living room, they hurried forward to say hello to Zhang Weidong and the others.
Zhang Weidong wanted to ask Tan Yongqian something, so he waved to him and Chu Chaohui and said with a smile, "You all sit over here." After hearing this, Tan Yongqian and Chu Chaohui sat down beside Zhang Weidong.
Everyone present was from his own family, so Zhang Weidong didn't have to be taboo about anything. After Tan Yongqian sat down, he patted his shoulder and asked, "You don't look good. Is your work not going well recently?"
Xian Yongqian couldn't help but touch his face in surprise when he heard this, and then said: "Thank you for your concern, uncle. Government work is like this. It can never be smooth sailing. Maybe it's because there have been so many things recently."
As a close friend, Mo Ruofu, seeing Tan Yongqian say this, Tan Zhengming couldn't help but frown slightly and asked: "Is it because of the renovation of Wujiang Avenue?"
"Isn't it just because of this incident that Yongqian has offended many people?"
Chu Chaohui said angrily.
"It is always inevitable to offend others when you do something, as long as you have a clear conscience." Zheng Zhengming had already expected this result, and he said with a somewhat serious expression.
"Well, what Uncle Tan said is true. But the timing is wrong. The provincial party committee inspection team will come down for inspection in the next two days. If someone is causing trouble behind the scenes, the situation will be very unfavorable to Yongqian. The worst thing is that Secretary Duan Wei
I fell ill at this time!" Chu Chaohui sighed.
"Secretary Duan Wei fell ill?" Hao Zhengming naturally knew the importance of Secretary Duan Wei to Hao Yongqian, and his face changed drastically when he heard this. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to [first release]
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