Chapter 37 First meeting of Mr. Lin

Although it was Wang Chan's first time to go out and come to such a big city as the provincial capital, his vision was wide open, but he has practiced boxing for more than 20 years. Now he has strong physical strength and nourishes his mind. Even acting as a person has become pure and unique. His manners and words are all from the heart, and there is nothing false, so even in the face of Lei Ting. When she was born in a rich family, she was also frank and not embarrassed at all.

In his eyes, everyone is ordinary, very different, and things such as origin are not a measure of a person's usefulness at all.

In the final analysis, if the world outside the mountain is completely removed from those confusing and colorful false coats, in fact, the essence is no different from that in the mountains. They are all kings of strength, ** naked law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. It's just that the beasts in the mountain directly use their sharp and hungry minions to hunt the weak, but the world outside the mountain has changed other ways, money and power, hope and ambition.

People who practice boxing have the shape of the outside, the shape of the outside, the shape of the inside and the inside, no matter inside and outside, they need to nourish qi, and the nourishing qi should be the first in the existence of the god, the beginning of the existence of the god, the root in the solid essence, the hair in the outside, hidden in the inside, so that the life can be harmonious, return to the original, return to the original, it can be seen that the red baby. Otherwise, few people will drop out and become complete.

This is also the last paragraph that the old man said to Wang Chan when he was dying. He should be naive and harmonious, and he should not make his heart dust.

Although Wang Chan's kung fu is far from the heyday of the old man, he grew up in the deep mountains and forests since he was a child. He has little contact with outsiders, but his sincerity is more pure, close to the root, good is good, bad is bad, and what he thinks is what he thinks.

Therefore, it is unlikely to deliberately cater to Lei Ting with his surname, but he goes his own way. However, Lei Ting is obviously not an ordinary person. She doesn't care much about Wang Chan's attitude towards herself. Not only did she not have a trace of displeasure, but she felt that it should be like this. She showed interest, and even Zhou Yahan, who came out with her, could clearly see it.

When Wang Chan strode out of the Blue Bird Gate, a special service staff drove Lei Ting's car and waited at the door. Then the elevator door opened, and Zhou Yahan walked out of the hall one after the other and got on the car.

"Uncle, you don't have a place to live yet, do you? Just move to my place. Anyway, the house is big enough for one person. At night, it will be dark, and I will be happy to have you as my company. When the car started, Zhou Yahan sat in front and turned his head to ask Wang Chan.

"Well, I just arrived yesterday and lived in Lei Xing's place at night. Now everything is still in his practice room. I'm going to have dinner later. You help me take the things to you." Wang Chan originally came to the provincial capital to protect Zhou Yahan. When he heard her say this, he was naturally rude and agreed directly.

"Then you have to teach me those kung fu again. I've almost forgotten them all over the years!" Zhou Yahan giggled and immediately put forward his request, laughing like a little fox.

After the two games in the blue bird just now, she can naturally see the value of the long fist that Wang Chan taught her in those years. Moreover, now she has stepped into the society and is no longer young and ignorant. After practicing karate for so many years, she is at least a half-explorist.

"Wang Chan, you have practiced kung fu to this point. I'm afraid you have practiced from the outside to the inside, both inside and outside. I haven't heard of any master in China like you for so many years. I don't know which master is the master who teaches you kung fu?" The car started quickly, and Lei Ting looked at Wang Chan through the rearview mirror while driving.

It can easily stop Ruan Penggang's fierce Muay Thai attack. Lei Ting can almost be sure that Wang Chan did not lie to him. He should practice horizontal refining methods such as Golden Bell Cover Iron Cloth Shirt.

"The kung fu of the family is not worth mentioning!" Wang Chan smiled and stopped talking.

It can run such a big company as Qingniao. Although Lei Ting's surname is lonely and strange, she is also shrewd and powerful. As soon as she saw Wang Chan like this, she immediately stopped asking questions. She changed the topic: "I practiced Wudang Taiyi Mian Palm and Jiugong Bagua Sword, and also practiced Xingyi Boxing and Bagua Palm. I have time. Let's compete again. I still have a lot of secret manuscripts, which are very precious. I can also lend them to you.

"If you dare to be good, you can't ask for it!" Hearing that Lei Ting still had a lot of secret classics in his hand, Wang Chan couldn't help but brighten up. His boxing has been practiced to this point, and he has to make progress. It is estimated that it is difficult to make progress simply by relying on the hard practice in the past. It is the time to extract the strengths of all families and enrich their opinions and theories. Lei Ting's words are really attractive to him.

Neijiaquan pays attention to health and qi, and ideologically focuses on Taoism. Since modern times, there have been many capable people in the martial arts world, but almost all of them are practitioners of Neijiaquan, especially Taiji, gossip and Xingyi. Although Wang Chan doesn't recognize the division between inside and outside, he already has this desire in his heart. He wants to see the real inside boxing.

Lei Ting was born in everyone. Wang Chan doesn't know how much power is behind her, but with the "half bucket of water" of Lei Xing, she can get the true biography of bullet legs and poking her feet. As the eldest sister of Lei Xing, the manuscripts collected by Lei Ting's hands must be extraordinary.

"That's it. When you settle down and come to work in the company, go straight to the 49th floor to find me." Lei Ting is also very satisfied with Wang Chan's reaction. People who practice martial arts are real martial arts idiots, and it is always the only way to attract talents.

Several people said a few words casually, and the car had already reached the ground. It was a very famous abalone wing seafood hotel in the provincial capital. It went directly to the VIP area on more than 20 floors. Lei Ting and Zhou Yahan only ordered a "Hong Kong-style afternoon tea" and a shark fin cup, but Wang Chan took the recipe and found sea cucumbers, bird's nest, and ordered ten in one breath. Several dishes that could replenish people's vitality were filled with a large table, which made Lei Ting and Zhou Yahan dumbfounded.

"Wang Chan, would you like some wine? They have a special Maotai here?"

"Forget it, I only drink medicinal wine soaked with tiger bones. It's useless to drink Maotai or something for me. I don't want it!" When the waiter who served the food pushed the cart away, Wang Chan also began to chew. Although the food here is not as exquisite as that of Hongxiulin, the ingredients are all excellent seafood. The sea cucumbers and other things in it are the most nourishing, and a lot of herbs are added to cook together. The effect is very good.

"Can you still get tiger bone wine these days?" Lei Ting began to be stunned, and then immediately felt it. She smiled in a low voice and didn't say much. She greeted Zhou Yahan together and drank slowly. Her temperament was indescribably elegant.

In this period of meal, the three people ate lukewarmly. Wang Chan only cared himself to eat, and Lei Ting didn't say a few words. Zhou Yahan came to such an advanced place for the first time, and he was also a little restrained, but when the meal was about to end, the triple room also added a little familiarity.

"Son, the man over there is the boy who injured the Gao brothers when he was with Lei Xing in Hongxiulin yesterday!"

At least I remember the occasion. Wang Chan also endured his surname. He was too embarrassed to let go of his belly and eat like yesterday. He just cleaned up the dishes on the table one by one. He was about to put down the chopsticks in his hand. As soon as he moved his ears, he heard a familiar voice in the distance, which reached his ears through the soothing piano music.

He frowned tightly, and Wang Chan only felt a sense of boredom in his heart: "Why is this Lin Quanxi always haunted? He has to destroy the atmosphere everywhere!"

At the moment, he raised his head and looked at it. Sure enough, he saw seven or eight people coming out of the private room upstairs. Lin Quanxi, who had a relationship with him in Hongxiu Lin yesterday, was nodding his head and bowing like a pug to the leading young man, pointing in his direction with one hand and saying something.

These seven or eight people are old and young, and their style is extraordinary. Obviously, they are all rich or noble. The young man is tall and healthy. He wears an Armani casual suit and looks sunny and handsome. He is a typical upper-class man.

At this time, he listened to Lin Quanxi's identification, and his eyes and Wang Chan's eyes were then opposite, and a deep gloomy look flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw Lei Ting and Zhou Yahan sitting opposite Wang Chan again, the young man's face changed again and casually greeted the people behind him. He called the name of "Lei Ting" and came over with a surprised look.

"It turned out to be Mr. Lin. If you don't spend a lot of time in the capital, why do you have time to run outside the city of Harbin?" The look on Lei Ting's face changed quickly, followed by a sneer. Obviously, she didn't like Mr. Lin very much.

"Oh! It's just a little thing. I'm just here for a break. I'm going back in a few days. Lei Ting, you haven't seen each other for more than a year, but there is no change at all!" The young man smiled and looked at Lei Ting, who was sitting in front of him and seemed to have no intention to stand up at all. He was not angry. He just stretched out his hand and pushed the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "It's better to meet by chance than to meet. The two of us grew up together since childhood. We are real childhood sweethearts. I didn't expect to grow up. After that, I was divided a lot. Why don't I cook in the evening and invite you to eat French food? What do you think?

"Well, it didn't matter, but I already made an appointment with Mr. Wang in the evening!" Lei Ting glanced at the man in front of her like frost, and her voice was as cold as the ice in thirty-nine days: "This Mr. Wang is my head coach. He has just taken office today. If you want to invite me, ask him first!"

"You are that Mr. Lin!" Wang Chan suddenly slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and his eyes narrowed into a straight line. He looked straight at Mr. Lin. A pair of big hands pressed on the table and clicked, and his whole body was like a beast full of fur.

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