Ghost Valley descendants in the city

() It rained heavily for a day in Anhui City, but in the capital the sun was still shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

This kind of beautiful weather is most suitable for outings, fishing, and wild games.

Zhang Siqiang had already reserved a private room in the Zhuangyuan Building. While the two were still on the way, Liu Hao, Chen Ruxue and Yi Xin were already waiting in the private room. The food and wine had been ordered, and they were waiting for them to come back.

Since all the food and drinks were ordered by Yi Xin, there wasn't anything with a strong taste, so everyone enjoyed the meal.

After the show, Zhong Yiming walked around with Chen Ruxue for a while. Since she had classes in the afternoon, Zhong Yiming sent Chen Ruxue back to the dormitory early and asked her to take a nap.

As soon as Zhong Yiming returned to his dormitory, the phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his cell phone and saw that it was Li Jun. After pressing the answer button, Zhong Yiming said, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Liu gave my parents six hundred thousand!" Li Jun said excitedly.

"Don't think too much. Use this money to settle your parents down and don't let them do such high-risk jobs again!" Zhong Yiming said without the slightest surprise.

"Well! I've already taken a week's leave!" Li Jun said with a smile.

Li Jun's family situation is not very good. He also has a younger brother and a younger sister, both of whom are in high school, so this money can completely change the current situation of his family.

"Yiming, thank you!" Li Jun said after a moment of silence.

"What are you talking about? I'm so angry when you do this!" Zhong Yiming laughed and scolded.

The two chatted for a few words and then hung up the phone.

Zhong Yiming took out the silver bank card from his pocket, and couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

"Where's the mouse?" Zhong Yiming sat on the bed, flipping through the booklet he got from Ge Hong, and then asked Zhang Siqiang.

"I don't know, he hasn't had any classes these days, and he often leaves early and comes home late!" Zhang Siqiang sat in front of the computer with his legs crossed, chatting happily with a few little girls.

"He can't fall in love?" Zhong Yiming asked doubtfully.

"The devil knows!" Zhang Siqiang said.

Zhong Yiming then stopped asking any more questions and concentrated on reading the small "Yu Han Fang" in his hand.

Ever since he obtained the "Yuhan Prescription" in that valley, Zhong Yiming has been wondering about the authenticity of the prescriptions in it.

"Xiaoqiang, what's your family's business?" Zhong Yiming suddenly had a thought in his mind and asked.

"Every aspect is involved!" Zhang Siqiang replied.

"What about medicine?" Zhong Yiming asked excitedly.

"Yes! What? You want to do business?" Zhang Siqiang asked doubtfully.

"I have a prescription passed down from the Zhang family in my hand..."

"What is the effect of the prescription?" Before Zhong Yiming finished speaking, Zhang Siqiang, who was keenly aware of the businessman, jumped up from his seat.

"Lose weight!" Zhong Yiming tore off a piece of paper from his notebook and handed it to Zhang Siqiang.

"Holy crap! Pure Chinese medicine?" Zhang Siqiang took the handwritten prescription and said in surprise.

"Did your ancestors use Western medicine?" Zhong Yiming said, rolling his eyes.

Zhang Siqiang frowned and said, "How is the effect? ​​Are there any side effects?"

"have no idea!"

Zhong Yiming spread his hands and said, "Just take it to your father's pharmaceutical factory and do a test and we will find out!"

"Do you believe me so much?" Zhang Siqiang asked.

You must know that if this prescription is effective in losing weight and does not have any side effects, it will have great benefits and even have a strong impact on the entire medical industry.

"It's okay to give you!" Zhong Yiming didn't know the value of the prescription, and waved his hand. It didn't matter.

Zhong Yiming is also telling the truth. There are hundreds of prescriptions in "Yuhan Fang", which is indeed indifferent to him.

Zhang Siqiang turned his eyes and said, "I will send the prescription to my dad now, wait for me to call!"

In addition to like a woman, Zhang Siqiang can't pick the slightest problems in other aspects, and he has a high talent for business. If he didn't want to play for a few years, I am afraid that the huge family business of the Zhang family will have been handed over to the Zhang family.

His hand.

After Zhang Siqiang walked out for a while, a purple SE flew from the door, and then fell steadily on Zhong Yiming's shoulder.

"Go to eat again?" Looking at Xiao Zi's round belly, Zhong Yiming asked.

"So many delicious things are put, and I can't eat much!" Xiao Zi jumped down from Zhong Yiming's shoulder, lying on the bed with her four feet.

After following Zhong Yiming to the school cafeteria, Xiao Zi has regarded the school cafeteria as his own kitchen. Whether you are hungry or not hungry, you have to walk a few laps every day.

In this only two months, Xiao Zi has been fatter, just like a wolf cub.

Xiao Zi, who was full and full of lying on the bed, fell asleep after a while. At this moment, Zhong Yiming's phone rang again.

"Zhong Yiming?" A man's voice came from the phone.

"It's me, are you?" Zhong Yiming felt that this voice was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Chen Huadong!"

"President Chen!"

"Come to my office!" After Chen Huadong said this, he hung up the phone directly.

"Have I made any major mistakes recently?" Zhong Yiming was very puzzled and murmured with frowning.

Twenty minutes later, Zhong Yiming, who was in a mood, came to Chen Huadong's office.

"Zhong Yiming, sit!" After Zhong Yiming walked into the office, Chen Huadong pointed to the chair opposite.

"President Chen, what's the matter?" Zhong Yiming sat down and asked.

"We are going to open a traditional Chinese martial arts department!" Chen Huadong's mouth was hanging with a hint of unsightly smiles.

Zhong Yiming heard the words and nodded, he didn't say anything, and there was no expression on his face.

"Don't you want to say something?" Chen Huadong looked at Zhong Yiming's indifferent expression, and was surprised.

"Teacher resources are a big problem!" Zhong Yiming said lightly.

"Why do you say that?" Chen Huadong frowned.

"The real marrow of Huaxia traditional martial arts is in the hands of some factions and families. Huaxia martial arts without real marrow cannot be called the real Chinese traditional martial arts!" Zhong Yiming said helplessly.

"So should you do this?" Chen Huadong asked.

"The Chinese people are quite conservative in some ways. 'Berry self -treasure' has become the only murderer for the disappearance of Huaxia's traditional culture. Unless the country introduces some compulsory Xing measures, otherwise ..."

Thinking of the various traditional culture of Huaxia in the long river of history, Zhong Yiming's heart was very helpless, and when he said it, he couldn't say it.

Chen Huadong was silent. He held the purple sand tea cup and didn't know what he was thinking.

"If it is Huaxia traditional martial arts, after graduation of this department, this department can also open the martial arts martial arts in the name of Huaxia traditional martial arts.

What do you do? "

"Be a bodyguard? I think soldiers should be more appropriate! If security, I think they can still be competent!" As long as he mentioned Huaxia's traditional martial arts, Zhong Yiming was very angry, so he asked the silent Chen Huadong.

"Very good! I know you know in this regard to any of us!"

Facing Zhong Yiming's aggressive words, Chen Huadong not only did not have the slightest anger, but instead praised his hands and applauded.

"What should you learn should be Huaxia traditional martial arts?" Chen Huadong asked.

"Yes!" Zhong Yiming nodded and said.

"Last time I watched you and Russia's students seemed to be Tai Chi than martial arts?" Chen Huadong asked a little.

"It was Mr. Sun Lutang's old Mr. Sun Lutang in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Zhong Yiming was not sure whether the boxing method that Lord Li taught himself was Tai Chi boxing, but later he saw the name and detailed explanation of this boxing technique in the notes left by Tai Ye.

"Then are you willing to teach what you have learned?" Chen Huadong stared at Zhong Yiming.

"Of course! Promoting Huaxia's traditional martial arts is one of my biggest wishes!" Zhong Yiming replied.

"Very good! I plan to organize a traditional Chinese martial arts training course in the school first, and you come to me as a teacher!" Chen Huadong said with a smile.

"No, this is absolutely not good!" Zhong Yiming stunned and shook his head quickly.

"You are like those old guys, the broom is self -cherished?" Chen Huadong sank.

"It's not because of this! I am still a student myself, how can I teach others?" Zhong Yiming explained.

"The surgery industry has a special attack, this is not a good! Besides, there are only two classes in a week. I ca n’t delay how much time you do, and I will pay it to you!"

Chen Huadong's face was filled with a strong smile, as if JIAN had to be succeeded.

"Just say that, the class will be officially started in two days!" Chen Huadong laughed at me.

Zhong Yiming looked at Chen Huadong's expression.

"After such a big circle and say so much nonsense, your dead old man just to let me be a teacher?" Zhong Yiming stared at the things who were about to die.

"Uh ... how can you call me like this. I am your principal!" Chen Huadong stunned, and then deliberately said with a face.

"Less with me! You are an old fox!" Zhong Yiming said angrily.

In fact, Zhong Yiming is very happy to teach them to teach them in Huaxia, but he can't stand Chen Huadong's behavior.

"That's what the matter is, and then contact the phone!" Looking at Zhong Yiming, who was unwilling, Chen Huadong quickly issued a guest order.

"My salary is one level higher than those professors!" Zhong Yiming stood up and said to Chen Huadong.

"Of course! You don't need to say this!" Chen Huadong still smiled.

"Huh!" Zhong Yiming turned and left.

"Now young people, why are their brains so bright?" Looking at Zhong Yiming disappearing at the door, Chen Huadong relieved.

"What a big temper! What if he beats me a meal?"