The Sufferer is My Wife

Natsume Taku took a sip of wine, the hot liquid rolled down his throat, the young man asked with a smile.

"Miss Shimakaze, if there is no problem with the cooperation, can we talk about the discount?"

Fu Jiang nodded and said with a smile.

"Well, then what kind of discount does Natsume-san want our company to offer?"

…

next morning.

Natsume Taku, who had taken a stack of materials, waited early at the door of the chairman's office.

The final test has arrived.

Natsume Tuo is very clear that because various suppliers have a tacit understanding with the upper management of their own company, suppliers need to deliver benefits to the upper management of the company on time.

But now I broke away from the tacit understanding between the company's upper management and various suppliers, and chose a new supplier to cooperate with, which is tantamount to poaching the interests of the company's upper management.

The upper management of the company has a thousand ways to prevent the cooperation between Natsume Taku and Shimakaze Tomie.

Therefore, the president needs to nod!

As long as the president nods, even if the company's upper management has a thousand tricks, there is nothing they can do under the authority of the president.

Soon, the yawning president Maeda Hayabusa walked over, Natsume Takuya straightened his clothes, walked up with a smile, and came to Maeda Hayabusa's side.

Maeda Falcon glanced at Natsume Taku who approached, and asked.

"What's with you?"

Maeda Hayabusa licked his lips and smiled dryly.

"President, I think the tiles of Kawakami Tile Company are of good quality, and I hope President Nishike's project will use the products of Kawakami Tile Company."

Maeda Hayabusa's complexion changed, and his originally slack posture gradually became serious.

Natsume Taku was sweating profusely, and his forehead was very reflective.

Natsume Takuya knew very well that if the president couldn't get through, no matter what he did before, it would be useless.

But the result was not as bad as Natsume Taku had imagined.

The fat president Maeda Hayabusa sneered.

"Good boy, have the guts, mix it up, mix up the company well."

Maeda Hayabusa walked to the office, held the doorknob to open the door, before entering, Maeda Hayabusa said to Natsume Taku.

"Just change it, I will tell Mami (President Assistant) later."

Chapter 49: Hands-on

Saeki residence.

Zhou Heng took Toshio Saeki, who had put on new clothes, out of the wall gate, and sat down in Zhou Heng's means of transportation.

As soon as his **** reached the passenger seat, Toshio Saeki couldn't help shaking.

He didn't sleep last night, and his head is still dizzy.

Zhou Heng ignored his cheap son's dizziness, started the car, and drove towards a branch of a famous Budokan he found yesterday.

The Budokan chosen by Zhou Heng is called Mingshin Jianliu Budokan. The founder of the Budokan is a famous swordsman in the Meiji era. It has been passed down through generations, and has accumulated a good accumulation of fighting and weapon fighting techniques. The owner of this generation often wins awards in national karate/swordsmanship competitions.

However, the local Mingxin Jianliu martial arts gym is just a branch gym, and the owner does not teach in the branch gym. The local branch gym owner is just the inner disciple of the main gym owner. It is said that he is a master of swordsmanship who has been certified by Kaichuan.

However, after putting aside so many auras, Zhou Heng drove there and found that this open-minded branch library was just a somewhat old two-story building. The building was not small, covering an area of ​​about 200+ square meters. The upper and lower floors should have 500 square meters.

Getting out of the car, Zhou Heng led Saeki Toshio into the first floor of the Budokan. There was a front desk in the lobby on the first floor. There was a beautiful girl standing at the front desk. When she saw Zhou Heng coming in, the girl's eyes lit up, and she walked out of the front desk and asked in front of Zhou Heng.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

Zhou Heng pointed to Saeki Toshio beside him.

"I want to enroll my kid in karate lessons."

The pretty girl is smiling.

"Okay, sir, follow me."

The girl was about to turn around, but Zhou Heng added something.

"What I want my children to learn is real fighting skills, not gymnastics to fool people."

The girl paused, turned around and smiled at Zhou Hengqiang.

"You need to lay the foundation for everything. Sir, it's no problem for your child to learn real fighting skills, but exercise, such as strength training, must be done first, right?"

Zhou Heng shook his head.

"My child was bullied at school. I want him to get revenge. The sooner the better, strength training or something, I'm too lazy to do it. If your family can't provide this simple and quick way of revenge, then forget it."

Zhou Heng looked at the girl in front of him sarcastically.

"In the end, the Kibudokan is just a gymnastics gym, and it's no different from other fitness centers."

The girl's face turned red, angry.

"certainly not!"

After saying this sentence, the girl hesitated a lot, but after all, what Zhou Heng said just now was really unpleasant, so the girl had no choice but to say it.

"Sir, if, um, you are willing to buy the courses of our Budokan, I can recommend some, um, what you want..."

Zhou Heng walked to the front desk very satisfied.

"What courses do you recommend here?"

After the girl walked to the front desk, she took out several contracts from it.

"We have basic courses, general courses, advanced courses and intensive courses."

The girl pointed to the basic course contract.

"Sir, I suggest you sign up for the basic class first."

The basic course fee is 30,000 yen.

Zhou Heng took out 30,000 wah coins and put them on the front desk, signed his name, and then signed it to Saeki Toshio.

The girl took the money, looked around and said in a low voice.

"The teachers in our Budokan are very disciplined. Sir, the quick skills you want are more difficult. Our teachers in the Budokan probably can't teach them."

Zhou Heng nodded.

"Understand, understand."

The girl continued.

"However... Sir, if you go to classroom 102 on the first floor, you will see a high school student who is 1.78 meters tall and wearing a black training uniform. He is the proud student of the owner of the hall, and his name is Si Yekang. He once beat up twelve gangsters by himself, and he often fights on the street afterwards. He has a lot of ideas about street fighting."

"Sir, if you can convince this kid, you should be able to learn instant fighting skills."

Zhou Heng touched his chin and said.

"What does the kid like?"

The girl hesitated.

"I don't know very well."

Zhou Heng nodded.

"Sure, trouble, um..."

The girl smiled, revealing a mouthful of beautiful silver teeth.

"Sir, just call me Xiaoxi."

"Okay, Miss Xiaoxi, can I take my child to training now?"

The girl handed out a name tag with Toshio Saeki's name written on it.

The girl said respectfully.

"Sir, go to Room 102 and find Oshima Sensei. He will teach Mr. Saeki Toshio the basics."

Zhou Heng hugged Saeki Toshio and walked to the aisle behind the front desk. There are three classrooms behind the aisle, from 101 to 103. There are people in each room. Zhou Heng took Saeki Toshio into 102.

There are more than 20 people in classroom 102. The children are standing in place and doing sit-ups. A middle-aged man with a shaved head and serious facial features stands on the sidelines and looks at the children doing strength training. When Zhou Heng walked in, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng walked up with a smile.

"Is it Teacher Oshima?"

Zhou Heng handed over the name tag.

The bald-headed middle-aged man glanced, then turned his head and shouted at a child who was doing sit-ups.

"Xiao Song, take this Junxiong to the locker room to change."

The child who was shouted got up and came to Toshio Saeki. Toshio Saeki looked at Zhou Heng in fear, and Zhou Heng nodded.

"Go change and train."

Saeki Toshio lowered his head, and obediently walked out with Komatsu.

Zhou Heng also went out, but when he went out, Zhou Heng glanced at him.

In the corner of the classroom, Zhou Heng saw the gym master's disciple who the lady at the front desk said was often fighting on the street and was currently beating a boxing bag.

As the lady at the front desk said, this disciple of the hall owner is indeed very tall and has a strong figure. Just looking at his broad back, Zhou Heng has a feeling that he should not conflict with such a guy.

Why don't you spend money to find this guy to beat up the classmate who bullied Saeki Toshio?

Finding someone to support the scene is quick and easy.

But as soon as this idea came up, Zhou Heng resolutely rejected it.

Finding someone to support Toshio Saeki is really quick and easy, but it is of no educational significance to Toshio Saeki, who is already gloomy and weak. Only when Toshio Saeki beats those bullies with his own hands and succeeds can Toshio Saeki get out of the memory of bullying.

And transform once from body to mind.

Otherwise, you can't be bullied once in the future, so just find someone to support the scene once?

Zhou Heng didn't know how other people were doing, but Zhou Heng felt that only by relying on everyone to walk, and relying on the mountain to fall, must rely on oneself to walk the right path.

Toshio Saeki's revenge must be avenged with his hands!

Chapter 50 No one can't be bought

ten o'clock in the morning.

After 3,000 punches, Si Yekang let out a long breath, and his tense body slowly relaxed as he exhaled in one breath. The sweat was like a flood that opened the gate, and the strong Si Yekang's clothes were soaked inside and out.

Si Yekang wiped off his sweat, turned around, and behind him was a group of juniors learning how to box.

These are all fake moves. Although it is hard to say so, Si Yekang, who is truly regarded as a true disciple of the martial arts school, knows very well that the things learned by these juniors in his own martial arts school are not for strengthening the body, but for viewing.

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So Si Yekang never trains with these students.

Picking up a bottle of mineral water from the side, Si Yekang unscrewed it and drank it while walking towards the toilet at the end of the corridor.

Before going in, he drank the mineral water and threw it aside. Si Yekang wiped his mouth with his rough hands, and went to the bathroom urinal to fill in the water. After the pressure on the lower abdomen was relieved, Si Yekang walked out of the bathroom and washed his palms in the sink outside the bathroom.

There were footsteps coming from behind, Si Yekang didn't care at first, but when the footsteps came behind Si Yekang and he stopped moving, Si Yekang who washed his hands couldn't help but look up.

The mirror above the sink reflected a standing middle-aged figure.

Si Yekang shook his hands, turned around, and when he saw the middle-aged man, he took a detour, and the middle-aged man also detoured, blocking Si Yekang.

Si Yekang looked at the middle-aged man in front of him suspiciously. He was about the same height as Zhou Heng, who was 1.77 meters tall, and he could stand in front of Zhou Heng and look at him at a level.

Zhou Heng, the middle-aged man, smiled.

"Siye Yasushi, right? I'm the father of Toshio Saeki, a new student at Ki Budokan."

Si Yekang nodded and bowed perfunctorily.

"Oh, Mr. Saeki."