"Maybe?"

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The next day, Gong Baosen took Qin Hao and his entourage to the Nanjing Martial Arts Hall for a meeting. Of course, the Nanjing Martial Arts Hall was still in the preparatory stage in name and had not been officially listed.

It was said to be a meeting, but in reality, it was almost like a vegetable market.

As a martial arts practitioner, he has a hot temper and a loud voice, and he will curse at every disagreement.

It might have been just an argument between a few people at first, but soon it started to become a war of words. After all, who doesn't have a fellow disciple or something like that?

Qin Hao was so quarreled that his head was pounding, but Ye Yunbiao was used to it. He had been dealing with these boxers for many years, so he naturally understood their temperament. He waited until they were about to fight, and then knocked on the table.

The martial artist who just now almost picked up the stool to open the opponent's mouth immediately obediently put the chair under his buttocks again.

Ye Yunbiao cleared his throat: "Ahem, please don't get excited. Our meeting today is for everyone to recommend some knowledgeable people to take up positions in the Nanjing Martial Arts Center."

"I think it would be better to do this one by one. For the position of library director, we will first select the four people with the largest number of votes, and then conduct a voting. The person with more than half of the votes will be elected. How about that?"

The northern martial arts community discussed it for a while and said that there is no problem, this method is good, and we will follow this.

But the southern martial arts community has quit, so why do they have fewer people qualified to participate than the northern martial arts community? Wouldn't it be a big disadvantage to choose them like this, because they won't gain anything by then?

"Mr. Ye, we martial arts practitioners don't have that many tricks. If you want to be the master of a gym, you have to show your true skills. Otherwise, how will you convince the public?"

"Yes, do you dare to have a fight in the ring?"

The northern martial arts community looked at it and thought, is this a challenge? Come on, who is afraid of whom?

As a result, the scene became even more chaotic.

Ye Yunbiao also had a headache for a moment, and then Gong Baosen stood up.

"What your martial arts colleagues say makes sense, and Mr. Ye's method is also very good."

"I think if we don't do this, let's elect the four with the most votes first, and then go to the ring to compete, and the winner will be the host. How about that?"

After all the talk, a fight was inevitable, and Gong Baosen also knew very well that if the Southern Wulin side was not able to take any advantage, they would most likely quit and stop playing.
Chapter completed!