Chapter 28 Unisplendour Car Factory

Before Chen Zikun defeated Yu Zhankui, Xu Guodong still had the intention to accept him as a guard. He made a careful plan and prepared to kill Yu Zhankui. At the critical moment, he drew his gun to warn him and rescued Chen Zikun from Yu Zhankui's fist and let him bear his kindness. The next thing would be natural.

But what happened next surprised him. This kid actually defeated Yu Zhankui, the invincible player in the capital. How could such a person be condescending to be a guardian of a police chief?

So Xu Guodong did not rashly make any unreasonable demands, but left a business card and left. Making friends is a lifelong thing, and as time goes by, it will be done slowly.

The police chief left, and the atmosphere became lively again. A group of young martial arts practitioners surrounded Chen Zikun, competing to say something to him. Now he is a hero of the Beijing martial arts industry!

Those older martial arts seniors were embarrassed to get close to a young man, but they didn’t stop the young masters from joining in the fun. The same thing is said, life is long, and there is still time to go slowly.

Chen Zikun was not vague, and his loud voice was particularly loud today: "There are ones, Zhengyanglou Restaurant, I'll invite you!"

Baoqing, Xiaoshunzi, Zhao Jiayong and others smiled happily, surrounded Chen Zikun and went like a triumphant hero. Zhao Dahai was sent to Citi Clinic for treatment. After diagnosis, he did break a rib and his internal organs were injured by varying degrees. However, the injured person had excellent physical condition and should be no problem in recuperating for a while.

The celebration banquet was really set up at Zhengyanglou Restaurant. There were ten tables, good wine and good food. This was a great restaurant counted in Beijing. It was authentic and the price was not low. The two square meters were on the table. It was to be put before, Xiao Shunzi and the others would never dare to come to such a expensive place to have a meal. Today, they enjoyed the blessing of Chen Zikun.

All the friends in the martial arts industry were invited. Everyone toasted Chen Zikun and asked about his family and his teacher. Chen Zikun responded with sloppy eyes and ate and drank a lot. When he went to the counter to check out, the guy told Chen Zikun that someone would post the bill.

"Who knows what to do? Why don't you tell me?" Chen Zikun was very puzzled.

The guy smiled and said, "There are many people who want to make a statement on your behalf. I almost started fighting on the cabinet just now."

"There is still this rare thing?"

"No, you are proud of your friends in the Beijing Martial Arts Industry today. Let alone make a statement for you. I guess there are more people who come to you to learn from you. I can't guarantee that you will be able to go from the front door to the Temple of Heaven." The guy is quite poor, but he tells the truth.

"Hehe, it's good to be famous." Chen Zikun walked back while picking his teeth.

When I returned to the slum, there were indeed a group of young young people gathered at the door. When I saw Chen Zikun coming over and kneeling down on the ground, saying that the master had taken over his disciple, Chen Zikun was shocked.

"Everyone is up, how do you say this? Let me tell you the truth. I only know how to fight and don't teach people."

The young men persevered: "It's okay, we can do it if we don't learn from you, we just want to be your teacher."

It was a big flag to be a tiger skin. This trend was unsatisfactory. Chen Zikun pretended to be angry and said, "Get out of here, I won't accept my disciples."

The young men quickly got up and ran away with a smile, as if it was natural for the master to lose his temper and scold people, but it was strange if he had no temper.

It was already dark when I got home. It was very cold. Xing'er had been waiting in the yard. When she saw Chen Zikun coming in, she quickly went back to the house to make a basin of hot water, stirred a towel to wipe his face.

Chen Zikun is not a fool, so he also knows Xing'er's thoughts. However, his heart is on Lin Wenjing, so how could he touch Baoqing's favorite person? He wiped his face randomly and said vaguely: "I've drunk too much, I'll go back and rest."

But wherever I went to rest, Xiao Shunzi was on night shift at the Six Kingdoms Hotel, and Yanhong couldn't sleep. Baoqing took a cart to Xiangshan to pick up Dr. Stanley, but he was not at home. Zhao Dahai was injured, so he felt embarrassed to bother him.

Always staying in a slum is not a big deal, you have to buy your own house.

That night, I slept with Guoer. After making do with him for a night, Chen Zikun got up early and reviewed the boxing and footwork techniques he had done yesterday in the yard. He vaguely remembered that he had learned martial arts from his master, but he couldn't remember the specific scenes. He could still remember every move and every move. The only superb footwork that I could remember was called: Foshan Wuyingjiao.

At eight o'clock, Xiao Shunzi, Baoqing and others were all back, and everyone gathered together to discuss how to spend the five hundred silver dollars.

"As I said, buying a house first, then buying a shop to collect rent, marry a wife, and saving the rest to Citibank for interest, which is better than anything else." Baoqing said in a muffled voice.

Xiao Shunzi said disdainfully: "You still want to buy a house or shop for five hundred yuan. Baoding Mansion doesn't have this price either. As I said, go to the Six Kingdoms Hotel to open a room first, and then get a decent outfit, Ma Juyuan's hat, Ruifengxiang's satin jacket, and inline-scored shoes, and go to the Bada Hutong to open your eyes."

"Stop!" Baoqing interrupted Xiao Shunzi's eloquence and asked, "Six Kingdom Hotel, Eight Hutongs, are you trying to bring Kunzi into the fire pit? Is that the place where ordinary people go? Even gold and silver mountains cannot withstand that kind of flowering method."

Xiao Shunzi said: "Baoqing, you don't understand. The Six Kingdoms Hotel is a place where people in the upper class are everywhere. With our skills and courage, we are worried that we can't meet a few noble people? We have noble people to help us, and we are worried that we have no money to spend."

Baoqing couldn't argue with him and said depressedly: "It would be great if Brother Dahai was here, and he would definitely know how to spend the money."

Chen Zikun said: "Actually, what you both said makes sense. The amount of money is not too much or too little. It is best to use it as a guide for money. I want to buy a few rickshaws, drive a car factory, and slowly start the business. You two can help me when you are fine."

When Baoqing heard the rickshaw, his eyes lit up: "This method is good. You can buy five rickshaws for 500 yuan. This business is a little smaller, but it also makes a profit, I think it's OK."

Xiao Shunzi also said: "This business is capable. You need a brand new car for Dongfuxing. The door of the Six Kingdoms Hotel is lined up in front of me, and the business is absolutely good. Kunzi, you still have a vision."

Chen Zikun scratched his head and laughed. He knew that the main purpose of the driving factory was to create an opportunity for him to pull a rickshaw to approach Lin Wenjing, but this little thought would not be known to the brothers, otherwise he would not be able to laugh at him to death.

"Anotherwise, there must be a place for the driving factory. Our large courtyard is not good. At least a small courtyard, which costs a lot of money." Baoqing frowned again.

Xiao Shunzi was very smart: "I think of a solution, now there are so many empty houses in Beijing. You can buy a good sanhe courtyard in the outer city for three to five hundred. If you can't afford it, you can rent it first."

Chen Zikun said: "There is no hurry to do a house, you have to buy a car first. Xiao Shunzi, what did you say just now? Is their car the best?"

Baoqing said: "I am familiar with this. If you want to say it best, you have to count the rickshaw cars from Xifuxing's house in Hufangqiao. It's so authentic. The steel work is good. It's not easy to get soft when the carriage is pulled apart. The copper work is even more vague. Their carriages are different from other companies. The carriages are square and round, with two types of colors: purple paint and black paint. They are carved on the carriage and the handrails. Of course, the price is also expensive, which is at least 30% more expensive than Dongfuxing, Qishun, Shuangheshun."

After saying this, Chen Zikun immediately thought of the car that Xu Er pulled was a purple car.

"Why are Xifuxing's cars used for homes?" he asked.

Baoqing slapped his thigh: "Yes, such a good car is not affordable for the car factory. It is bought by officials and used by them. There is a bronze medal issued by the city hall in the back. It is so grand."

Chen Zikun said: "Then buy Xifuxing's car, buy purple ones, and have two more headlights to be bright at night."

Baoqing said: "Then get two calcium carbide lamps to keep them bright."

"Two cups are not enough, four cups!" Chen Zikun made the final decision.

Chen Zikun's style of doing things is decisive and buys it as soon as he says he buys it. He handed over 500 oceans to Baoqing to buy a vehicle. He went to the gate of Fayuan Temple alone, trying to find Hu Banxian to calculate his life experience, but after searching for it, he couldn't see Hu Banxian's shadow. He asked the person who set up a stall next to him. He told him that the fortune teller had set up a fortune teller here for a day and had never appeared since then.

This is a bit strange. Could it be that Hu Banxian is waiting for him at the entrance of Fayuan Temple?

Chen Zikun was puzzled and suddenly realized that he forgot to go to Gu Hongming's house to attend class yesterday. He hurried to Chunshu Hutong. Professor Gu scolded him very much. In order to punish him, his homework today was particularly heavy. He had to memorize 200 words, plus the dizzying Latin grammar.

Chen Zikun accepted everything, but he still remembered it all. Gu Hongming was very interested in him and asked about his shortcomings. The old man was a paradise, so Chen Zikun hid nothing.

"Professor Gu, I'm not intimidated. I have a foundation, so it's not difficult to learn this."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"I used to learn French and Russian from an old baron, and I have a solid foundation in foreign literature."

Gu Hongming was very interested and immediately talked to him in French, and Chen Zikun answered fluently.

"Well, it's a bit interesting, but the pronunciation is not very authentic, it has a bit of a red vegetable soup." Gu Hongming smiled while stroking his beard.

French is a common language in the upper class of Russia, and it is a fashion to connect with French letters. Since Chen Zikun's French teacher is a Russian baron, it is reasonable that his accent has a little Russian flavor.

Gu Hongming patiently corrected Chen Zikun's pronunciation and taught him an authentic Paris accent. Chen Zikun made great progress, which was surprising.

Any teacher who meets such a talented student will be as happy as if he has picked up a treasure. Even when the servant comes to report that a guest is coming, Gu Hongming takes the sick without hesitation, and the old man is completely immersed in the fun of teaching and educating people.

Before I knew it, it was getting late, and Gu Hongming said, "It's better to stay for dinner. I want to ask you about Russian after dinner."

Chen Zikun refused: "When will it not work? I have to go to Professor Liu's house to attend classes."

Gu Hongming laughed. It was always the only reason that others beg him to have dinner together. Unexpectedly, a coolie who was driving a rickshaw today refused his invitation.

interesting.

"Then I won't keep you anymore. Come again tomorrow afternoon, see you all." Gu Hongming said.

After leaving Chunshu Hutong, Chen Zikun went to Liu Shipei's house again. He studied Mandarin with Professor Liu's cough for half an hour. After saying goodbye, it was almost time to close the city gate.

I quickly ran home, and was shocked as soon as I entered the slum. There were four brand new and shiny rickshaws in the yard, with steel spokes shining, and fine neck copper horns shining golden in the sunset. The purple round carriages and carved handlebars, compared with the rickshaws on the street, they were simply swans among ducks.

Baoqing and Xiao Shunzi looked at him with a smile.

"How about it, it's so grand, the scene, one hundred and two per car, Baoqing said he had dried up, and he gave him ten yuan." Xiao Shunzi said.

Chen Zikun said: "Okay, I'll give Baoqing a note on the credit book."

Baoqing asked: "What's the name of our car factory?"

Chen Zikun saw the setting sun shining on the purple carving carriage, with auspicious clouds, and said, "Just call it Ziguang Car Factory."
Chapter completed!