Let the true energy circulate for a while

……

Tang Long asked, "What are you going to do?"

Chen Ye: "You just said that a fist can't beat a wrench when it comes to scoring!"

There used to be kung fu bloggers online who would often make videos, like how a slap could bend a wrench. After a while, they became quite popular, and Tang Long knew about them.

"You want to hit me with a wrench? But in a real fight in the boxing ring, your opponent won't stand still and let you hit them."

Tang Long smirked and continued, "Besides, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife. You could easily make a living off your looks, so why take the detour of fighting? What good will winning do you? You'll end up with a body full of injuries when you're old."

This is advice from someone who has been hurt before to a younger person. Tang Long is actually a pitiful person.

Only he knows the hardships he has endured over the years! It's already quite remarkable that he hasn't become depressed.

He only drinks at entertainment clubs, and even when he goes to Red Romantic for a foot massage, he never goes to the third floor. He's remained single for so many years; his extreme chastity can be described as remarkable!

"Young man, some things, once they happen, are gone forever..."

Chen Jianbin noticed that his old friend looked off, probably because he was thinking about something sad, so he quickly changed the subject and interjected:

"Old Tang, so you're saying you called us here today to warn Ono that there's something fishy going on in future matches and you don't recommend he participate, right?"

Tang Long nodded and added, "With Chen Ye's looks, he should try a new path, like making kung fu short dramas. The investors here really admire his skills and image. The director is a friend of mine."

Chen Jianbin, beaming with excitement, asked, "Are there any period dramas? Can I act in one?"

"Chen Lao Er, what kind of role can you play at your age?"

Chen Ye decisively replied, "Thank you for your kindness, Uncle Tang, but I will continue to compete and not become an actor."

Tang Long sighed, "I respect your choice." He conveyed his message, but since Chen Ye insisted on playing, there was nothing he could do.

Chen Ye stood up politely and said gently, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Tang. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Tang Long said, "Remember to come to work tomorrow. The female trainees all miss you. Especially Aunt Xu, she keeps asking me when Coach Chen is coming. Her husband is the general manager of Kang Sheng Medical Equipment, and he's a shareholder here, so I can't afford to offend him."

Chen Ye said, "Rongrong approved another week of leave for me."

Tang Long: "???"

Chen Jianbin stood up with a smile: "We're leaving now, I have a night shift tonight."

"Aren't you an office worker? And an older colleague? Why are you being assigned to night shifts?"

Chen Jianbin laughed heartily and struck a military boxing starting stance: "Hey, I also want to serve the people, don't I?"

Tang Long asked in confusion, "Chen Lao Er, something feels off, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Ever since your son started attending a top-tier elementary school, you've always looked worried and complained about how exhausting it is to tutor elementary school students! How come you've been so energetic the last two times I've seen you?"

Chen Jianbin was taken aback, then casually waved his hand: "I'm laid down now. If any teacher dares to criticize me in the school's parent group, I'll just confront them!"

"Did the second child win the lottery? Why is he acting so crazy?"

Chen Ye coughed, Chen Jianbin exclaimed "Ah!", then clasped his hands in a fist and said, "We'll take our leave now!"

Tang Long watched the two leave, then gave a self-deprecating laugh. "I really envy him. I wish I could have a child."

Just now, Tang Long had a strange feeling that Chen Lao Er had become younger, or rather, that his adolescent angst had returned.

Tang Long opened his phone's photo album, scrolling through pictures of the impoverished children in the mountainous areas he had sponsored, and couldn't help but smile. Remembering how some of the orphaned children called him "Uncle Benefactor," a warmth filled his heart.

"They are all my children."

……

On the other side, the Xincheng branch of Bull Group.

Wu Tianming is repeatedly watching the recordings of the audition videos from the past two days.

He only watched Chen Ye's moves! Every move he made was so cool and beautiful!

Especially Chen Ye's move, "Old Ape Hanging Seal," where he lifts the person up with both hands, flips them over, and then quickly grabs their ankles, pulls them flat, and uses the back of his foot to cushion the back of their head—he felt like he'd seen this move in a movie!

"Still saying you're not an actor?! How many times must you have rehearsed behind the scenes?"

"Old Tang, you heartless maggot! You still say you know nothing!"

Wu Tianming reached for his cigarettes and found the box empty, while the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

He sat alone in his office for nearly six hours, thinking for a long time and recalling many details of his time with Tang Long and Huang Hongxiong a while ago!

Especially Tang Long! Last time they went to the Emperor Club, Wu Tianming hosted and found four young models, all of whom were top-notch. He let Tang Long choose first, but that guy surnamed Tang was unmoved.

Wu Tianming muttered to himself, "This shows that Lao Tang was wary of me back then."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

The secretary walked in, not a woman in black stockings and a white shirt, but a man with a buzz cut, round face, and a thick beard!

"Why do you smoke so much?" the male secretary asked, somewhat displeased.

Wu Tianming chuckled and slapped the burly man on the backside. "Has the person arrived?"

"We've arrived at Ming Kong Airport."

Wu Tianming's eyes lit up: "Great! Let Zhao Zihao participate tomorrow!"

The secretary, a man, said, "The preliminary selection in Xincheng is being handled by Tang Long's team. I'll go and communicate with him right away."

"Wait, don't tell Lao Tang about this. Let Zhao Zihao register normally and go through the proper procedures. I'll handle the rest myself."

The male secretary paused for a moment, then asked, "What happened to Tang Long?"

Wu Tianming said, "I'll explain everything to you tonight. Go to the airport now to pick him up, then arrange for the Xianglong Prince Hotel. I'll host a welcome dinner for Zhao the Boxer!"

"Zhao Zihao would participate in this kind of preliminary competition? Isn't that a bit beneath him?" the secretary asked.

"Give Tyson money and he'll be willing to be beaten by Ip Man! No one can stop me from doing what I'm going to do."

"Is it really worth paying him to come?"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Wu Tianming said calmly.

The man stuck out his tongue. "Oh, what kind of liquor? I still have half a case of fake Maotai in my trunk from the last media event."

"Go to the liquor delivery service and get two bottles of Ox-Head and Horse-Face liquor. Zhao, the boxing champion, used to fight abroad; he likes to drink foreign liquor!"

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements."

"Wait, let me kiss you first!"

"Ugh!" The male secretary turned and walked to the office door to leave, then poked his head back in, saying shyly, "You're not allowed to smoke so much."

"Um."

Wu Tianming leaned back in the boss's chair, staring at the ceiling with a vengeful look in his eyes.

"Old Tang, that actor you found named Chen Ye, he'll only be around for three days at most."

He then clicked on Chen Ye's audition video.

On the ring, Chen Ye's hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands hanging down his neck. He had handsome features and a calm gaze. His punches and kicks were graceful and elegant, exuding the beauty of an Eastern man.

"Such good looks, what a pity."

Wu Tianming's expression was complicated, as if he was hesitating about something, and he subconsciously licked his lips.

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P.S.: I'll post one chapter now, the rest before midnight. Starting tomorrow, I'll update two chapters daily. The main issue is that I'm not allowed to release a lot of chapters before the book goes live, otherwise I would have already done that.

I'm currently writing 10000 million words less a day, and I feel terrible! [Seeking monthly votes and recommendations]