A little jealous.

He gave birth to three daughters at home and abroad.

I have always wanted a son, but couldn't have one.

But this love rival had a son and a daughter, which made him suddenly feel that he had done a great favor to this guy by taking Jiang Wenwen away from him.

What is this thing called?

Resisting the discomfort in his heart, he continued to read the information.

I also saw the information on Chen Yu’s three apprentices.

What age is this? That guy actually has three apprentices?

Baguazhang?

Martial arts gym? Two of those three apprentices opened martial arts gyms? His wife Tang Hongjie also opened a sizable fitness center?

Seeing this, Song Yuan was thoughtful, feeling as if he had already figured out how to deal with Chen Yu.

After thinking carefully for a moment, he took out his mobile phone, found the number, and dialed it.

After a while, the call was connected.

"Hello? Ayuan? Why do you think of calling me at this time? What? Do you want to ask me for a drink tonight?"

A carefree man's voice came from the phone.

Song Yuan: "You can drink at any time, including tonight. However, there is something I want to ask you about now."

"Ask me about things? You can't? Tell me!"

Song Yuan: "I remember that you usually practice Sanda, right?"

"Well, this is the case, what's wrong?"

Song Yuan: "Then do you know who is the best at fighting in the martial arts circle in our capital? Or it doesn't matter if you are not in the martial arts circle. In short, you have to be able to fight and fight in actual combat, do you know?"

"Huh? That's not right, A Yuan, do you also want to learn kung fu? Otherwise, why are you asking about this?"

Song Yuan: "Don't worry about the reason! Just tell me if you know who can fight best?"

"Uh... Well, you really confused me by asking. You know that I usually practice Sanda as a hobby, right? If you ask me if I know any masters who can fight, then I do know a few, but

If you want to ask me who is the best fighter... Hehe, then I can only suggest that you search the Internet for the list of martial arts champions in recent years, hehe..."

Song Yuan frowned and thought for a while, "Okay! Then tell me a few masters you know, and I'll listen first!"

"Oh, okay! Let me think about it. By the way, you know Bajiquan, right? I happen to know that there is a Bajiquan gym owner who is very powerful. What do you think? Do you want to become a disciple?"

Song Yuan's brows moved slightly, "The owner of the Baji Boxing Gym?"

"Yes! The owner's surname is Wu, and he is well-known in the circle. I heard that he was very good in actual combat in the past, and he never seemed to lose."

Song Yuan was a little surprised, "Really or not? Never lost?"

"Well, that's what I heard anyway."

Song Yuan: "What about his contact information? Do you have it? If so, send it to me quickly!"

…

The next morning.

Song Yuan, accompanied by his driver and secretary, took a car to the Zhengyi Baji Boxing Gym.

After entering the door, the secretary came forward and explained his intention to the front desk lady of the boxing gym. Song Yuan and the others were invited to the gym owner's office on the second floor.

Meet the owner Wu Zhengyi.

Wu Zhengyi is about fifty years old. He is tall and has a Chinese character face. He gives people the impression of an old tough guy.

But Song Yuan's brows wrinkled slightly.

Because he felt that Wu Zhengyi seemed a bit old.

For such an old person, even if he is a martial arts practitioner, can he still do it in actual combat? Can he still have the strength to keep up?

He doesn't believe that in reality, there is really the inner strength and true energy in martial arts.

Therefore, he does not believe that martial arts practitioners in reality are better able to fight as they get older.

He only believes that boxing is intimidating to young people, and only those who are young and strong are likely to be masters in actual combat.

However, after coming today, he was in no hurry to leave.

Wu Zhengyi was very polite and asked the front desk lady who led Song Yuan and others upstairs to make a pot of tea, and also asked Song Yuan and others to take their seats.

After exchanging a few words, he asked about the purpose of Song Yuan and others' visit.

"Master Wu, I have a business I want to do with you, but I don't know if you are willing to take it."

Song Yuan stared at Wu Zhengyi's expression, ready to test Wu Zhengyi's confidence.

Wu Zhengyi was quite surprised, "Oh? I wonder what business Mr. Song is referring to?"

Song Yuan: "I pay, you contribute! Challenge a few people for me, and every time I win a match, I'll give you a match fee. How about it? Will Master Wu accept this business?"

Wu Zhengyi was startled, "How many people do you want me to challenge for Mr. Song? I don't know who you want me to challenge? Mr. Song, I have something to say first. Ordinary people, we martial arts practitioners cannot come to challenge us casually.

, because that is not a challenge, that is provocation, bullying, and illegal!"

Song Yuan chuckled, "Of course, I can't ask Master Wu to challenge ordinary people. The ones I want you to challenge are all martial arts practitioners. Moreover, two of them also open martial arts gyms, and the other one is in name only

It's a fitness center, but as far as I know, the fitness center also has training classes for Baguazhang. How about it? Is it okay to challenge these people?"

Wu Zhengyi looked at Song Yuan thoughtfully.

You probably understand what the business is.

This is either a grudge or a grudge!

As for whether to accept such business?

Wu Zhengyi thought for a moment, smiled, and said: "Mr. Song, we can talk about this business, but whether I can take it or not, I have to ask you to first tell me the specific information of the person you want to challenge. I have to evaluate it.

Do you think there is a chance of winning?"

Song Yuan smiled.

Secretly thinking: Sure enough, money can make the world go round.

…

evening.

Chen Family Courtyard.

When Chen Yu's family was preparing to eat, his eldest disciple Jiang Rongguang hurried over.

Chen Yu, who was serving food to the table, was a little surprised. He looked at the sly smile on Jiang Rongguang's face and wondered why this kid was here at this time.

Did you deliberately come here at meal time to get in on the meal?

"Master, Mistress! Wuyou, Wuyou, Sister Wang! Haven't you had dinner yet? Hehe."

Jiang Rongguang hurriedly walked in and greeted everyone with a silly smile.

The nanny, Sister Wang, smiled back.

Chen Wuyou glanced at Jiang Rongguang's empty hands and curled his lips, "Elder brother, where is the folded-eared rabbit you promised me last time? How long has it been and you still haven't bought it for me?"

"Next time! I will definitely buy it next time!"

Jiang Rongguang, who had something on his mind, quickly dealt with it.

Chen Wuwu said vaguely while picking vegetables into his mouth: "Then buy it quickly! If you buy it earlier, my sister can raise the rabbit earlier, and then I can let my dad kill it and braise it earlier.

Eat meat, hehe."

Jiang Rongguang glanced at this boy and was amused.

Chen Wuyou patted the kid on the forehead with chopsticks, "Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat! If you dare to eat my folded-eared rabbit, I will never end it with you!"

Chen Wulu was beaten so hard that he quickly covered his head and muttered dissatisfied: "Sister! You are unreasonable. When a rabbit is grown, it should be eaten! Just like a flower, it should be picked when it grows, otherwise there will be too many

Wasted?"

Chen Wuyou was so angry that he wanted to hit him again.

The siblings got into a fight.

Chen Yu was too lazy to care about them. Tang Hongjie raised her hand and patted her daughter Chen Wuyou, then turned to Jiang Rongguang and asked Jiang Rongguang, "Rongguang, what about you? Have you had dinner? If not, go get some bowls and chopsticks, let's eat some together!"

You may not know that this table of dishes is all handmade by your master."

"Ah? Really? My master can also cook?"

Although he was hiding something in his heart, Jiang Rongguang was still surprised by the meaning of his wife's words.

Tang Hongjie smiled and nodded.

Chen Wulu interrupted: "Elder brother, you don't know, right? My dad cooks delicious food, but he never cooked before. I only recently learned that he is so good at cooking."
To be continued...