"Mr. Cheng, let's talk about it clearly," a middle-aged semi-bald man in the video sat on the sofa with a little impatience: "What conditions do you need to be willing to cooperate with us?" ”

The people in the banquet hall were silent for a moment, and a reporter had a little doubt on his face: "Executive Jin of the Taekwondo Association? What's he doing? ”

Suddenly, many reporters had excited looks on their faces, and almost all the cameras were pointed at the big screen in front of them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

… Who is stupider than anyone else in this business?

At this juncture, the executive director of the Taekwondo Association appears here, what else can he do?

This is going to make big news.

"What the hell do you want me to work with?" An English sentence sounded on the big screen, of course, it was Cheng Nuo speaking: "It's better to be clear, it's time in a while." ”

The voice of the lobby manager's translator also sounded.

The ballroom was silent. Everyone held their voices back, as if they were waiting for Director Kim's answer.

"Mr. Cheng, everyone is a smart person, so don't go around in circles like this," Executive Jin's answer did not disappoint everyone: "In a word, if you lose the game, I will guarantee you a director of the Taekwondo Association." ”

The banquet hall burst into flames.

Several hotel staff members ran out in a panic.

"You're asking me to fake boxing?" Cheng Nuo's voice sounded, as if with a little disbelief.

"No, young man, there is no fake boxing here," Jin Changchang leaned back: "No matter how powerful a person is, there will be times when he is not in good shape, and there will be times when tigers are napping... Isn't it? ”

"But I don't feel that I am in a bad state," Cheng Nuo said, "and to be honest, I am not short of money." ”

"That's because you don't know how much a director is worth," Executive Jin had a hint of pride and pride on his face: "To train a child from white to red and black belts, the gym will charge at least 10 million, of which 2 million is from the association, and an ordinary director can take at least 100,000 from it, don't think 100,000 is less, do you know how many people in the world practice taekwondo?" … Let me tell you, as long as you become this director, there will be 1 billion a year in this area alone! ”

"10 million red and black belts?" Cheng Nuo didn't know the grading system of taekwondo, but he quickly converted it in his mind, about 50,000 yuan: "Isn't it a black belt?" ”

"How can a black belt be taken so easily? The black belt used to be a flower job, and it was just like that if you practiced it, it only made sense to practice it when you practiced it to the black belt, so of course the fee for the black belt was different from the previous one, and our association's share would be higher. Jin Chang said: "Of course, our association is not taking the money of the gym for nothing, and after receiving their money, we must solve problems for them..."

"The 10-level and 10-dan grading system of Taekwondo is what we proposed, don't look at the number of people who practice taekwondo, the vast majority of people can't practice black belts at all, but with this grading system, at least these people can willingly hand over 10 million," Jin Chang continued: "It's like Mr. Cheng's kind of thing, to be honest, it's not the first time that our association has dealt with this kind of thing, last year there was a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu practice who wanted to challenge the various avenues, and I came forward to solve it..."

There was a commotion in the banquet hall.

"I said that the jiu-jitsu practitioner has played three fights here, the first two fights were so good, and the last one was directly knocked unconscious by the master of the Taosong Pavilion," a reporter muttered, "so that's what happened." ”

"What do you want me to do?" Cheng Nuo asked lightly.

"It's very simple," Jin Changchang, who didn't know that his every move was broadcast live by Cheng Nuo, showed a smile on his face that he was about to be completed, and said: "Our people will come to fight in a while, as long as you admit defeat at the right time and express your admiration for taekwondo, of course we can push the boat with the qualifications of the director." ”

As if deliberately cooperating with Executive Jin's words, a group of people suddenly broke in outside the banquet hall, lined up in a neat formation, wearing neat taekwondo uniforms, stepping on neat steps, and the words "Taosong Pavilion" were embroidered on the back.

"Please let go," the taekwondo uniform led by him was polite and awe-inspiring: "I am Park Sang-woo, the head general of the Taosong Pavilion, and I came to fight on behalf of the Taosong Pavilion." ”

Everyone in the banquet hall glanced at each other, and with strange expressions, they moved out of the way and went straight to the front desk.

The taekwondo uniforms bowed slightly to everyone while moving forward in a reserved and polite manner, obviously showing good qualities.

A reporter couldn't help but applaud, and soon, the banquet hall burst into thunderous applause.

The taekwondo uniforms showed obvious excitement on their faces, and under the leadership of the chief general, they bowed to everyone in unison, and said with sincerity: "Thank you, we will definitely live up to everyone's expectations and will do our best to maintain the dignity of national arts!" ”

“Fighting！” The taekwondo uniforms clenched their fists together.

The applause in the banquet hall was even stronger.

In a loud noise, Cheng Nuo's words came out again on the big screen after a moment of silence: "What if I don't agree?" ”

The banquet hall immediately fell silent, and his eyes were turned to the big screen again.

The taekwondo uniforms were obviously a little dissatisfied with everyone's focus shifting from themselves, and the leader frowned slightly, and turned to turn everyone's gaze.

This look, immediately look at the eyes.

Outsiders may not be familiar with it, but as the head of a museum, how can he not recognize Jin Changchang.

"Young man, don't be so angry," Jin Chang smiled coldly: "You can fight no more than one person, no matter how good your kung fu is, can you block the knife and the bullet?" ”

The taekwondo master seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Jin Chang didn't realize it, this really can't blame him, who knew that Cheng Nuo's mobile phone still had this ability?

"In this world, there are too many ways to make a person disappear." The corners of Jin Chang's mouth hooked up a little fiercely: "What do you say?" Rather than make it look bad then, why not work together now? ”

At this time, not only the taekwondo master, but all the taekwondo uniforms on the scene reacted. Subconsciously looked at each other, then turned to look around.

Although the banquet hall was already crowded, there was still an empty space around them. Everyone looked at them like fools.

The taekwondo uniforms immediately looked a little flustered.

The video on the big screen continues, but it's nearing its end.

As soon as Executive Jin finished his threatening words, a sharp knock on the door sounded, and Executive Jin glared at the lobby manager dissatisfied, and the lobby manager hurriedly got up and went out, she had turned off all communication equipment for fear of disturbing such an important conversation between the two sides.

The thoughtful reporter flashed out of the banquet hall and rushed directly to the office in the same building.