Chapter 640: The last meal of the martial arts

This dramatic development left the gym people at a loss.
They didn't expect that the man who usually taught them taekwondo with eyes taller than the top would pee his pants and ran away before he even started.
"You are the owner of the Fenghuo Taekwondo Gym, what else do you have." Ye Hao's eyes fell on the Jin Wenchen.
Jin Wenchen swallowed. He didn't know why Pu Qi, who he hired heavily, showed such an ugly attitude.
But he still pretended to be calm.
"Ahem, let's not talk about beatings. Uncle Wu, what about the things I proposed to you before. How about your Wujia martial arts gym being incorporated into our Taekwondo gym?" Jin Wenchen transferred topic.
Since Wu's can't beat him, I'm writing now.
After all, it is a society under the rule of law, no matter how great this guy is, he dare not move himself directly.
Jin Wenchen didn't know Ye Hao's identity, otherwise he would know very well that his thoughts are still so ridiculous now.
People in the dragon group have the right to cut first and then play.
"Wishful thinking. We Wujia Martial Arts Hall will not agree with people like you!" Wu Lao Hall Master directly refused.
"Uncle Wu, you don't want to eat the old. I want to create a martial arts atmosphere in our Tongxiang. I have already destocked my gymnasium, and will lead a Fiberhome Company. Three taekwondo gyms have been built in Tongxiang, including Wuzhen. "
"In addition, we are also planning to build ten taekwondo gyms in the future in Jiangnan Province!"
Speaking of this, Jin Wenchen seemed to have forgotten what happened before, and he was proud and excited to introduce it there.
"I am also going to list our Fiberhome as a brand. Now we are a martial arts company with an estimated market value of 8 million! If you wish, Uncle Wu, I can give you five points of shares."
"In less than five years, the market value of our Fiberhome will increase exponentially, and it will not be 8 million by then. It may even be 50 million, 80 million, 100 million!"
Speaking of this, Jin Wenchen had golden light in his eyes, although he himself knew that the following characters were a bit exaggerated.
"What's more, I heard that it is very difficult for Wujia Wushu to even pay for its own profits and losses."
Jin Wenchen looked at the master of Wu Lao Pavilion expectantly.
"Uncle Wu, you don't think about it."
I have to say that these things are really tempting.
The owner of Wu Lao Pavilion lowered his head and said nothing.
"Grandpa, we can't cooperate with them!" Wu Tian was afraid that grandpa would not think about it, and walked quickly to his grandpa on crutches and persuaded him.
"Sweet, Grandpa knows what to do."
The owner of Wu Lao Pavilion got up and walked towards Jin Wenchen step by step with a wooden crutch.
Ye Hao on the side did not speak. It was the Wu family's business to make sense. He just did what he could do and helped them a little bit. As for the result they want, it depends on themselves.
"Uncle Wu, how are you thinking about it?" Jin Wenchen looked at the owner of the old museum in excitement, thinking that he was really moved by himself.
Who would have thought that the master of Wu Lao Pavilion suddenly threw away the wooden crutch in his hand, raised his right foot, and kicked Jin Wenchen's chest heavily.
Jin Wenchen coughed out a mouthful of blood, and stepped back a few steps in succession. Thanks to the support of a few people in the gym, otherwise he would fall to the ground.
The master of Wu Lao Pavilion also shook a few times, and Ye Hao quickly stepped forward to support the master of Wu Lao Pavilion, and a puff of air penetrated into the master of Wu Lao Pavilion.
The owner of the Wu Lao Pavilion is getting old. Although his strength is good, he can't stand his bones. Forcing his power will damage his body.
"Thank you."
The master of Wu Lao Pavilion nodded to Ye Hao, and then stared at Jin Wenchen with sharp eyes.
"Niezha, this kick is to teach you for our Wu family ancestors. Not only do you forget your roots and abandon your ancestors, but now you also want to let us Tongxiang have the martial arts atmosphere in your mouth, and you want people in Tongxiang to remember you taekwondo."
"Forget about our traditional Chinese martial arts! You desolate fellow!"
Everyone in the martial arts hall stared at Jin Wenchen angrily.
If Jin Wenchen's plan is successful, he can suppress the local martial arts gyms all over the Yangtze River. After a few decades, maybe only their Taekwondo gyms will be left.
"Pooh."
Jin Wenchen spit out a mouthful of blood foam, and took out a cloth from his pocket to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"You are still so stubborn. Since you don't eat soft, then I can only give you hard."
"Come on hard. Don't you still want to do it!" Tao Fangyuan shouted contemptuously.
"We are the people of the new era. Of course we can't do it." Jin Wenchen glanced at Ye Hao with fear.
He took a folder from his pocket.
"Master Wu, according to my investigation. Your martial arts museum has been unable to make ends meet during this period, and you still owe more than 100,000 yuan in the bank. It happened that the government notified that it was going to develop some projects on your land, so this The land is coming back."
"You are talking nonsense, this is our martial arts gym, the government has no right to take it back!" Tao Fangyuan shouted angrily.
Jin Wenchen smiled slightly: "Your land is not yours. The government granted you the martial arts hall."
"Now you are not doing well and the government has to take it back. Someone from the government will take over."
Jin Wenchen smiled and looked at the food on the round table.
"Hurry up and eat, this may be the last meal of Wujia Martial Arts Hall. I am waiting for you at the door."
After speaking, Jin Wenchen led the people from the gym to the door. Because the door was broken, they could be seen stopping outside the door.
That Mei Qianyu was also carried to the hospital by their people.
"Master! Could it be that..." The disciples looked at the master of the Wu old museum with anxiety.
The owner of Wu Lao Pavilion staggered back to his seat, Wu Tian also hung his head and said nothing.
"I didn't expect this Jin Wenchen to give me such a show. Hey, everyone sit down and eat."
The owner of the Wu old museum seemed to be much older at this moment, and his chopsticks were shaking.
"Master..." Tao Fangyuan still wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Wu Tian.
"The land of our Wu family is actually only 100 square meters in the backyard. Most of the front yard was granted to us by the government."
Wu Tian confirmed what Jin Wenchen said just now.
"It must be that Jin Wenchen tricking a ghost. I heard that he has a relationship with a high-ranking government official. He must be a ghost from it and let them take back our land." Wu Tian clenched her fist and bit her lip.
"How can this be? I haven't learned martial arts well yet."
"I finally made up my mind to learn legwork, how come..."
"Then... what shall we do now."
The disciples in the martial arts hall frowned.
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The master of Wu Lao Pavilion patted the table with his palm a few times; "What they look like. I don't remember what I said to you when I taught you the first day."
"We who are practicing martial arts have to make the big landslide before us, without changing our face. We don't even have such a state of mind, how can we learn martial arts well? Let me sit down and eat."
Although the disciples were not in the mood to eat, they did not dare to defy the master's words, and honestly returned to the chairs. The people at the destroyed table were squeezed with people on the other tables.
But at this moment, the frequency of moving the chopsticks is much slower.
"I'm sorry, I made you laugh. Come to eat." The master of the Wu old restaurant said to Ye Hao with a smile on his face. But Ye Hao could see that it was the owner of the Wu Lao Pavilion who forced a smile.