Chapter 6 Teach Me Kung Fu Is It Good?

Although the scene looked quite tragic, none of the people who were knocked down were actually injured, and everyone was basically regained their mobility after being sent to the door.

Although many people are still resentful, when they think of that strange young man, these people can only suppress the grievances in their hearts and then leave separately.

"Hey, hey, Chunliang, why are you so powerful? Are you really only 27 this year? But it's only 27, why is it so powerful? ”

Ye Qianqian hugged a stack of Wen Jiàn, followed Zhao Chunliang's side and asked curiously.

"Practice." Zhao Chunliang said with a smile.

"How did you practice? I have also practiced martial arts since I was a child, my father is a sanda coach, I learned sanda at the age of five, and now I am twenty-three, I used to think that I was quite powerful, but compared to you, it is too bad, even if I am forty years old, it is estimated that I may not be able to be as good as you! Ye Qianqian said adoringly.

"It's just practicing hard." Zhao Chunliang smiled, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

If you hadn't practiced hard, I guess I would have died by now, right?

It can be seen that Ye Qianqian is quite interested in Zhao Chunliang, but Zhao Chunliang does not have much time to accompany Ye Qianqian, because it was close to twelve o'clock at noon at this time, Zhao Chunliang left the company in a hurry, went to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables and returned to the shared house, and spent half an hour to make a table of meals.

But it's a pity that Lin Xiaoxi didn't come back to eat, she called Zhao Chunliang, saying that she ate outside and let Zhao Chunliang eat by himself.

Zhao Chunliang didn't waste it, he actually ate all the meals on the table, and then washed the dishes and chopsticks and returned to his room.

Zhao Chunliang's room is not big, the big bag that Zhao Chunliang carried before was placed in the corner, it looked a lot smaller, the black umbrella was quietly hung on the shelf, Zhao Chunliang walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two and burned them with a www.biquge.info, one in his mouth, and one on the edge of the bed.

Green smoke curls.

Zhao Chunliang didn't do anything else, just sat on the edge of the bed and finished a cigarette, and then Zhao Chunliang sat on the bed, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it has been.

Zhao Chunliang's face slowly turned white, sweat flowed down his forehead to his cheeks, and then dripped onto the bed board.

Zhao Chunliang's body began to tremble, his teeth clenched together, making a gurgling sound, very penetrating, his fists were clenched tightly, his fingers were deeply buckled into the palms, the muscles on his arms were tense, and the blood vessels were expanding one by one.

Time passed little by little, and Zhao Chunliang slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were full of exhaustion and pain, and one of his eyes turned strangely scarlet.

Zhao Chunliang trembled and picked up the cigarette that had not been extinguished on the edge of the bed, put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

The smoke that was almost extinguished flickered a few times and then ignited again.

Zhao Chunliang took two puffs of cigarette, then snuffed out the cigarette and threw it into the trash, and then Zhao Chunliang got up and walked to the door.

At this time, in the building of the Haitian Group.

Huang Yuan was sitting on a small lazy sofa, her legs crossed, her hands on her knees, her upper body leaning back slightly, and opposite Huang Yuan, sat a woman.

That woman was the woman standing on the guardrail on the second floor that Zhao Chunliang saw when he was in the hall.

"Siyi, who the hell is that person?" Huang Yuan frowned slightly and said, "Do you know him?" ”

"Don't recognize?"

The woman named Siyi shook her head and said while looking at Wen Jiàn on the table, "My mother sent me a message asking me to hire that person named Zhao Chunliang. ”

"Could it be that Auntie knows him?" Huang Yuan said in surprise, "Could it be your family's old friend?" ”

"Maybe."

Siyi said, "But I haven't seen that person before, so I shouldn't have a lot to do with him." ”

"That's it, I think I should have seen that your business in the sea market is big now, and I want to hug your thighs." Huang Yuan said with a smile, "You Lin Siyi are now the richest single female boss in the entire Haishi, by the way, that Chen Shao, is still chasing you?" ”

"yes."

As soon as she heard Huang Yuan say Chen Shao, Lin Siyi's face showed a rare look of helplessness, she sighed and said, "It's been two years, and I'm really persistent enough, for people like him." ”

"Haha, he still thinks you don't know his previous romantic history, and he always likes to pretend to be very serious in front of you, but in order to chase you, there have been no more scandals for two years, which shows that people are still very attentive." Huang Yuan said with a smile.

"Maybe." Lin Siyi said, put Wen Jiàn aside, stretched his waist, and said, "How did the company's annual party go?" ”

"It's all in the plan." Huang Yuan said, stood up, yawned and said, "I have to do something, my dear, you are busy with you." ”

"Okay."

Lin Siyi nodded, watched Huang Yuan walk out of her office, and then, Lin Siyi picked up her mobile phone on the table.

There was a text message on her phone from her mother this morning.

It was precisely because of this text message that Lin Siyi called Huang Yuan to admit someone she didn't know at all.

Looking at this text message, Lin Siyi's brows furrowed more and more, and after a long time, Lin Siyi sighed, casually threw aside the Rittal mobile phone worth seven or eight hundred thousand, closed his eyes, as if thinking about something.

Zhao Chunliang arrived at Haitian Group on time at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Looking at the various young women walking around, Zhao Chunliang's heart was so unsoothing that it didn't ripple.

"Chunliang, you come and pull!"

Ye Qianqian saw Zhao Chunliang not far away, rushed over at a trot, and then hugged Zhao Chunliang's arm, and said coquettishly, "Chunliang, you teach me kung fu, okay, okay?" ”

Although Zhao Chunliang is a person with a more rippling nature, and he has tasted a lot of abalone fungus, but when he was hugged by such a childlike girl with X breasts, the two huge balls pressed his fragile arm nerves tightly, and he still felt a hot breath rising from the dantian.

"It's not impossible, but my kung fu is really not something that ordinary people learn."

Zhao Chunliang swallowed his saliva and said.

"How is that possible? I'm smart, I'll learn! Ye Qianqian said seriously.

"In that case, then we can wait for the end of work, in private, find a place where no one is, and then I'll teach you by hand, how about it?" Zhao Chunliang said with spring in his eyes.

"Okay!" Ye Qianqian did seem to be a relatively pure woman, so she agreed very simply.

"Qianqian, the company gives you a salary, not for you to chat with people here." An indifferent voice came from the side.

Ye Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then turned her head, looked at the person who spoke, and exclaimed, "Sister Siyi..."

Zhao Chunliang also looked at the woman he had met this morning.

This woman is the purpose of entering this company.

(The new book continues to be requested.) )