My Side Job is a Trader

"Zhang Xiaoyou! I didn't expect you to come."

"Mr. Tan, it turned out to be you, what a coincidence!"

It turned out that this grandpa of the Tan family was Tan Jiangfeng, the Bajiquan master Zhang Xin met when he was practicing boxing in the park.

Tan Jiangfeng asked: "Zhang Xiaoyou hasn't seen you in the park for a while, are you busy recently?"

Seeing Tan Jiangfeng's question, Zhang Xin replied neither humble nor overbearing: "It's true that I'm busy after the new year, so I've been busy with company affairs in Shanghai. She is about to give birth, so now come to the capital to accompany her."

Tan Jiangfeng nodded. He had a good impression of Zhang Xin at first. Hearing that Zhang Xin briefly talked about the upcoming itinerary, and knowing that he was also taking care of career and love at the same time, he appreciated Zhang Xin even more.

Zhang Xin saw people waiting in line behind him to come forward to celebrate his birthday, so he speeded up, opened the gift he brought, and wished Tan Jiangfeng at the same time.

Tan Jiangfeng didn't look carefully at Zhang Xin's gift, so he told Tan Jimin, the current patriarch of the Tan family, to let him receive Zhang Xin well and not neglect him.

After Tan Jimin heard it, he personally led Zhang Xin to the back courtyard and arranged him on a table in the room.

Zhang Xin thanked Tan Jimin and asked him to greet other guests first.

After sitting down, Zhang Xin realized that something was wrong, because the people sitting on the six tables in the room seemed to have extraordinary auras, and besides one or two empty seats at the table where Zhang Xin was, everyone else was older. The youngest is estimated to be in his fifties.

Zhang Xin wondered if Tan Jimin had brought the wrong table, so he stood up and wanted to find Zhou Chaodong's table in the yard.

But as soon as the buttocks were lifted, the old man next to him pressed his shoulders with such great strength that Zhang Xin had to sit back on his seat.

"Little friend, since old man Tan asked you to be arranged at this table, it means that he has recognized you, and there is no need for you to change tables."

Zhang Xin looked at the old man on the right, and he didn't expect that this old man in his seventies and eighties still had such great strength.

Zhang Xin touched his nose in embarrassment, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Mr. Tan, I never thought that Mr. Tan would arrange me and the elders at the same table."

"Hahaha, this is in line with Brother Tan's style of doing things. He always makes friends regardless of age, as long as he has a good temper. I didn't expect a kid to come today. I'm afraid it's my brother's year-end friendship. Little friend, don't hurry up Let me introduce? Do you want some of us old guys to ask you in person?"

Zhang Xin clasped his fists and bowed to everyone, and said: "Boy Zhang Xin, Gongchang Zhang, San Jinxin, Hanyue people, live in Shanghai."

As he spoke, he took out a few business cards and handed them to everyone one by one.

"Chairman of Matrix Investment? Are you in finance?"

Zhang Xin explained: "At present, I am mainly engaged in finance, and of course I have started to develop other businesses one after another, such as life science research."

At this time, an old man sitting on his left said: "Zhang Xiaoyou, you didn't introduce the idea. You should introduce who you studied under and what kind of kung fu you learned from."

Now Zhang Xin was stunned, "Ah", and muttered in his heart: No way, why is it like the martial arts conference in ancient times, and there is still a need to introduce the teacher?

But on the surface, Zhang Xin still showed the appearance of a junior, and deliberately added: "I studied under Sucheng Qingfeng Guansongfeng Daoist, and I know a few hands of Bajiquan."

"Oh? You also practice Bajiquan? Could it be that you are from the same school as Brother Tan?"

This person obviously misunderstood, because if Zhang Xin and Tan Jiangfeng came from the same sect, then Zhang Xin was Tan Jiangfeng's junior, and according to the rules, he was not allowed to sit with them.

Zhang Xin has read a lot of books, so almost no matter what topics are discussed at the table, Zhang Xin can say a few words, and his extensive knowledge has also won everyone's respect and favor. All are welcome.

After half an hour, Tan Jiangfeng finally finished receiving guests. When he came to Zhang Xin's table, he said to everyone: "How is it? The old guys have known Zhang Xiaoyou before? He is the one I mentioned. The martial arts genius that the park met."

"Ah? That's him?"

"That's right, it's him. Didn't you follow me to the park for a few days? You said you wanted to get to know each other and learn from each other."

"We've just met each other. As for the sparring, let's forget it. After all, we are old and our bodies are very fragile."

Next, Tan Jiangfeng began to introduce the identity information of several old people to Zhang Xin.

It turns out that the people sitting at this table are all people who know martial arts. Among these people, some are good at Taijiquan, some practice Wuxingquan, and some know Baguazhang...

Almost all the martial arts genres that Zhang Xin knows are available at this table, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small martial arts forest.

Seeing that almost all the guests had come, Tan Jiangfeng got up first, picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and then announced that everyone would officially open the banquet.

After a glass of wine, everyone finally started talking more.

Tan Jiangfeng said: "Little friend Zhang, you don't know that just a few old men at this table, after hearing about you, always want to meet you."

Zhang Xin asked: "What do you want me for? A martial arts competition? I'm not from the martial arts world."

At this time, Yang Boning, who is good at Taijiquan, sighed and said: "Young people nowadays can't bear the hardships of practicing martial arts. I think it won't be long before we all enter the coffin. I'm afraid the Chinese martial arts will become history." gone."

"So when we heard Brother Tan say that we met a martial arts prodigy, we wanted to meet him, and then pass on what we have learned to you. When we have a chance in the future, you can choose the right person to pass on."

At this moment, an old man with white beard and hair came outside, and said in a calm voice: "Okay, Tan Jiangfeng, let's start the banquet before I wait."

After speaking, he sat down on the last empty seat.

When Zhang Xin saw it, it turned out to be another acquaintance. This person referred to the old man Zhang Xin met in Panjiayuan a few days ago.

Tan Jiangfeng said: "Okay Cheng Wentu, who told me yesterday, because I have something to do today, so I don't have to wait."

Cheng Wentu shook his head, picked up his chopsticks and took a few mouthfuls of hard vegetables.

After seeing Zhang Xin, Cheng Wentu was also stunned. After a while, he came to his senses and said, "Hey, so the little friend is here too? Is there any relationship between you and old man Tan?"

Zhang Xin shook his head and said, "I have only met Mr. Tan a few times. I never thought that I would see you at Mr. Tan's birthday banquet."

Tan Jiangfeng said in surprise: "So you two know each other too? The world is really too small."

Zhang Xin also sighed: "Yes, the world is indeed too small, with so many people, we can still meet for the second time."

Cheng Wentu said: "This shows that we are destined, and it's a kind of fate."