Before Chen Zikun defeated Yu Zhankui, Xu Guodong still had the idea of recruiting him as a guard.
He planned carefully and prepared to kill Yu Zhankui at the critical moment.
At the critical moment, he drew his gun as a warning and sent Chen Zikun into submission.
He rescued him and let him accept his kindness, and the rest would fall into place.
But what happened next shocked him.
This boy actually defeated Yu Zhankui, the invincible opponent in the capital.
How could such a man deign to serve as a guard for a police chief?
So Xu Guodong did not make any unreasonable demands rashly, but left a business card and left.
Making friends is a lifelong matter, and as time goes by, it will take time.
The police chief left, and the atmosphere became lively again.
A group of young martial arts practitioners gathered around Chen Zikun, vying to say a word to him.
Now he is a hero of Beijing martial arts.
Those older martial arts seniors were embarrassed to get close to a young man, but they did not stop their juniors from joining in the fun.
Again, the days are long and there is plenty of time to take things slowly.
Chen Zikun was also unambiguous, and his loud voice was particularly loud today: "Anyone counts as one, Zhengyanglou Restaurant, I'll treat you."
Baoqing, Xiao Shunzi and Zhao Jiayong were all smiles and surrounded Chen Zikun.
They left like a victorious hero.
Zhao Dahai was sent to Citi Clinic for treatment.
After diagnosis, it was confirmed that one of his ribs was broken and his internal organs were also injured to varying degrees. , but the injured person is in excellent physical condition and should have no problem recuperating for a period of time.
The celebration banquet was really held at Zhengyanglou Restaurant, with ten tables, good wine and good food.
This is one of the best restaurants in Beijing.
The taste is authentic and the price is not low.
In the past, Xiao Shunzi and the others would never have dreamed of coming to such an expensive place to eat, but today they had a good time thanks to Chen Zikun.
All the people invited were friends from the martial arts industry.
They all toasted to Chen Zikun and inquired about his family background and apprenticeship.
Chen Zikun dealt with it with careless eyes.
He ate and drank so much that he passed out drunk.
When he went to the counter to pay, the clerk Tell Chen Zikun that someone can already post the account.
"Why don't you tell me who knows the account?"
Chen Zikun was puzzled.
The clerk smiled and said, "There are quite a few people who want to do the accounting for you.
We almost got into a fight on the counter just now."
"And this rare thing" "No, you can be proud of your friends in the Beijing martial arts school today.
Not to mention settling the accounts for you, I guess there are more people coming to learn from you.
I'm sure they will all line up from the front door to the Temple of Heaven."
The waiter said Quite poor, but what he said was true.
"Hehe, it's good to be famous."
Chen Zikun walked back while picking his teeth.
When we returned to the courtyard, a group of young disciples gathered at the door.
When they saw Chen Zikun coming over, they fell to their knees and said that the master should accept his disciples, which shocked Chen Zikun.
"Everyone, get up.
What do you mean by this?
Let me tell you the truth.
I only know how to fight, not teach."
The young men persevered: "It's okay.
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We don't have to learn our skills from you.
We just want to worship you as our teacher."
Co-authoring is to use the banner as a tiger skin.
This kind of trend is unacceptable.
Chen Zikun pretended to be angry and said: "Get the hell out of here, I don't accept apprentices."
The boys quickly got up and ran away with smiles on their faces, as if it was natural for the master to lose his temper and curse others, and it was strange to lose his temper.
It was already dark when I got home.
It was a very cold day.
Myolie had been waiting in the yard.
When she saw Chen Zikun coming in, she quickly went back to the house to get a basin of hot water and stirred up a towel to wipe his face.
Chen Zikun was not a fool, so he didn't know Xing'er's thoughts, but his heart was all about Lin Wenjing, so how could he get involved with Bao Qing's lover?
He wiped his face randomly and said vaguely: "Drink It’s too much, I’ll go back and rest.”
But where can I rest?
Xiao Shunzi is working the night shift at the Liuguo Hotel, and Yan Hong can't sleep.
Baoqing has driven to Xiangshan to pick up Dr.
Stanley and is not at home.
Zhao Dahai is injured, so he won't bother others if he goes there.
Sorry.
It's not a problem to live in a large courtyard all the time.
You have to buy your own house.
That night, he and Guo'er slept together.
After a good night's work, Chen Zikun got up early and reviewed the boxing and kicking skills he had used yesterday in the yard.
He vaguely remembered that he had learned martial arts from his master, but what about the specific scene?
I can't even remember it, but I can still remember every move.
The only one that I can remember that is so amazing is the name: Foshan Shadowless Kick.
At around eight o'clock, Xiao Shunzi and Baoqing came back, and everyone gathered together to discuss how to spend the five hundred silver dollars.
"According to me, buying a house first, then buying a shop to collect rent, marrying a wife, and depositing the rest in Citibank to earn interest is better than anything else."
Bao Qing said angrily.
Xiao Shunzi said disdainfully: "You still want to buy a house or a shop for five hundred yuan?
Baoding Mansion doesn't have that price.
According to me, first go to the Liuguo Hotel to get a room, and then get a decent outfit.
Ma Juyuan's Hats, Ruifuxiang’s satin mandarin jackets, Neiliansheng’s shoes, go to Bada Hutong to open your eyes.”
"Stop it."
Baoqing interrupted Xiao Shunzi's eloquent words and asked: "Liuguo Hotel, Bada Hutong, are you trying to take Kunzi into the pit of fire?
Is that a place where ordinary people like us go?
There are mountains of gold and silver."
I can’t stand that kind of flowering technique.”
Xiao Shunzi said: "Baoqing, you don't understand.
The Liuguo Hotel is a place where people from the upper class hang out.
With my skills and courage, I still worry about not being able to meet a few noble people and have them help me, and I also worry about not having money to spend."
Baoqing couldn't defeat him and said depressedly: "It would be great if Brother Dahai was here.
He would definitely know how to spend the money."
Chen Zikun said: "Actually, what you both said makes sense.
This money is either too much or too little.
It's best to use it as an inducement.
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I want to buy a few foreign cars, open a car factory, and slowly build a business."
Get up and help me when you two are fine."
When he heard about foreign cars, Baoqing's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea.
You can buy five foreign cars for five hundred yuan.
This business is a bit small, but there is still money to be made.
I think it will work."
Xiao Shunzi also said: "This business is very capable.
I want to buy a brand new car from Dongfuxing.
There is a line in front of the Liuguo Hotel.
With me taking care of it, the business will definitely be good.
Kunzi, you still have the foresight."
Chen Zikun scratched his head and laughed.
He knew that the main purpose of the car factory was to create an opportunity for him to get close to Lin Wenjing with a foreign car.
However, he couldn't let his brothers know about this little idea, otherwise they would laugh at him to death. .
"Then again, there must be space for the driving plant.
Our large courtyard is not good.
At least a small courtyard.
The cost is not small."
Baoqing frowned again.
Xiao Shunzi has a bright idea: "The idea is, there are so many empty houses in Beijing now.
We can buy a nice three-heyuan in the outer city for three to five hundred.
If we can't afford it, we can rent it first."
Chen Zikun said: "The house matter is not urgent.
We have to buy a car first.
Xiao Shunzi, what did you just say about Dongfuxing?
Is their car the best?"
Baoqing said: "I'm familiar with this.
To say the best, it has to be the foreign car of Fuxing's family in the west of Hufang Bridge.
It's an authentic one.
The steel work is good.
It won't become soft until the carriage falls apart.
The copper work There is nothing to say about the painting work.
They Our cars are different from other cars.
The carriages are available in two styles: square and round.
The colors are purple and black.
The carriages and armrests are all carved.
Of course, the price is also more expensive, compared to Dongfuxing, Qishun, and Shuangheshun.
It’s at least 30% more expensive.”
When he said this, Chen Zikun immediately thought that the car Xu Erla was in was the purple compartment.
"Xifuxing's cars are mostly used for house doors," he asked.
Bao Qing slapped his thigh: "Yes, the car factory can't afford such a good car.
They are bought by officials for their own use.
They have a bronze medal issued by the city hall on the back.
That's quite impressive."
Chen Zikun said: "Then buy a car from Xifuxing, buy it in purple, and have two extra car lights to make it bright at night."
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Bao Qing said: "Then use two carbide lamps to keep it bright."
"Two lamps are not enough, four lamps" was the final word from Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun acted vigorously and resolutely.
He bought whatever he wanted.
He handed 500 yuan to Baoqing to buy a car.
He went to the gate of Fayuan Temple alone, hoping to find Hu Banxian to figure out his life experience, but he couldn't find him no matter how hard he looked.
He saw the shadow of Hu Banxian and asked the person setting up a stall next to him.
He was told that the fortune teller had been setting up a divination stall here for a day and had not appeared since.
This thing is a bit strange.
Could it be that Hu Banxian was waiting for him at the entrance of Fayuan Temple?
Chen Zikun was puzzled.
He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to go to Gu Hongming's house for class yesterday.
He hurried to Chunshu Hutong and was scolded by Professor Gu.
In order to punish him, today's homework was extremely heavy.
He had to memorize 200 words, plus Dizzyingly complex Latin grammar.
Chen Zikun accepted all the documents and still had a photographic memory.
Gu Hongming was very interested in him and asked questions.
The old man was a master of the world, so Chen Zikun had nothing to hide.
"Professor Gu, to be honest, I have the foundation and it is not difficult to learn this."
"Oh, how can I say this?"
"I once learned French and Russian from an old Baron Maozi, and I have a solid foundation in foreign languages."
Gu Hongming was very interested and immediately talked to him in French, and Chen Zikun answered fluently.
"Well, it's interesting, but the pronunciation is not very authentic.
It tastes like beetroot soup."
Gu Hongming stroked his beard and smiled.
French is the common language of the Russian upper class, and it is fashionable to write letters in French.
Since Chen Zikun's French teacher is a Russian baron, it is reasonable for his accent to have a Russian flavor.
Gu Hongming patiently corrected Chen Zikun's pronunciation and taught him to speak an authentic Parisian accent.
Chen Zikun made rapid progress, which was surprising.
Any teacher who meets such a talented student will be as happy as picking up a treasure.
Even when the servant came to report that a guest was visiting, Gu Hongming did not hesitate to excuse himself because of his illness.
The little old man was completely immersed in the joy of teaching and educating people. middle.
Unknowingly, it was getting late, and Gu Hongming said: "Why don't you stay and have dinner?
After dinner, I want to ask you for some Russian lessons."
Chen Zikun declined: "When can I not eat?
I still have to go to Professor Liu's house for classes."
Gu Hongming laughed loudly.
He had always been asked to have dinner with others.
Unexpectedly, a coolie who pulled a rickshaw refused his invitation today. interesting.
"Then I won't keep you.
Come back tomorrow afternoon and see you there."
Gu Hongming said.
After leaving Chunshu Hutong, Chen Zikun went to Liu Shipei's house again.
He studied Mandarin for half an hour while Professor Liu coughed.
After saying goodbye, it was almost time to close the city gate.
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I hurriedly ran all the way home, and I was stunned as soon as I entered the courtyard.
There were four brand-new and shiny foreign cars in the yard, with gleaming steel spokes, thin-necked copper horns shining golden light in the sunset, and a round purple carriage with carved patterns.
Compared with those foreign cars on the street, the handlebars are simply a swan among ducks.
Baoqing and Xiaoshunzi looked at him with smiles.
"How about it?
It's grand, it's a spectacle.
One hundred and two cars.
Baoqing said he's done talking about it.
They reduced the price by ten yuan."
Xiao Shunzi said.
Chen Zikun said: "Okay, let's give Bao Qing a credit in the credit book."
Baoqing asked: "What is the name of our car factory?"
Chen Zikun saw the setting sun shining on the purple carved car, giving it a brilliance like auspicious clouds, and said, "Let's call it Ziguang Depot
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