After a while of greeting Feng Zheng and his wife in the private room, He Sheng planned to leave.

Just as he was about to say goodbye, Huang Ruiying said, "Mr. He, count it, you have helped us twice. My husband and I don't know how to report this kindness. Let's do this. We are older than you. If you don't dislike it, we will not call you "Mr. Mr." in the future. If you call me Sister Ying, we will be called brothers and sisters in the future."

He Sheng smiled and nodded: "Of course, Sister Ying respects me so much, so I'm disrespectful to you."

"Okay, since you have called me Sister Ying, then there is nothing to give to you, take this one." A sly smile appeared on the corner of Huang Ruiying's mouth, she stretched out her hand and handed over a silver sign.

He Sheng was stunned: "This...what is this?"

"This is the identity nameplate of our Feng family's enterprise. From now on, you can get dividends for any of your Brother Feng's industries. In addition, this identity nameplate also represents the identity of the chairman of a pharmaceutical company. The company was opened by your Brother Feng a few years ago, but later it was unintentional and always left to the people below to do it. Now the company's market value should be 700 to 800 million, just don't dislike it."

"Ah?" He Sheng was stunned, and he tilted his lips and said hurriedly: "Sister Ying, this gift is too expensive, I can't ask for it."

"I've called me sister, so I naturally have to give me some gifts. If you refuse, you'll be too unwilling to take my sister seriously."

He Sheng: "..."

Routines are all routines!

No wonder the couple can get such a high status. They have the same skills in giving gifts. They first recognize themselves as their younger brother, and then give them a company with justification, which makes He Sheng speechless.

"Okay, since Sister Ying has said that, I'll accept it."

"That's right, okay, your brother Feng and I are going to catch the plane tonight, so I won't talk to you more. This company is in Jiangdu City, and the main warehouse is outside the province. We will ask the professional in charge to contact you at that time." Huang Ruiying said again.

Feng Zheng smiled: "Haha, it's just right, a pharmaceutical company, with a miracle doctor like He Sheng, it will definitely be of greater use!"

He Sheng laughed dryly and didn't say more.

He sent Feng Zheng and his wife downstairs to watch them get on the bus, and He Sheng returned to the restaurant.

After looking at the silver nameplate in his hand, He Sheng glanced at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that rich people in China like to make these things with status symbols. A small brand is actually made of pure platinum.

......

At 11 o'clock in the evening, He Sheng and Xiaoyu went for a midnight snack. The two ate for an hour, and then Xiaoyu drove He Sheng home.

The next morning, He Sheng got up early and asked Yan Shuo to run together in the morning.

During this period, Yan Shuo has been following what He Sheng said, jogging five kilometers in the morning and five kilometers in the evening every day. It may be because of his foot injury recovering well. In the past two days, Yan Shuo has been 10 kilometers in the morning and 10 kilometers in the evening.

He Sheng followed him for ten kilometers, and after the run, he was already sweating profusely.

The two had some breakfast outside the park and then walked in and out.

"He Sheng, I feel that my feet have recovered almost all. Why don't I increase my training efforts? I feel that I have no change in twenty kilometers a day." Walking by the river in the park, Yan Shuo glanced at He Sheng and asked.

He Sheng smiled and shook his head: "Brother Shuo, you are also a martial arts practitioner. You should know the principle of step by step. Your daily training is already strong enough now, there is no need to rush yourself to death. Besides, you have been running for so many days, and there will definitely be changes. I will take you to try your foot skills later."

Yan Shuo called He Sheng's name directly, which He Sheng asked. He Sheng always felt that adding the word "first" in the middle of his name sounded a bit awkward. Besides, he was already very familiar with Yan Shuo. Yan Shuo called him one by one, but He Sheng really couldn't accept it.

Hearing this, Yan Shuo nodded: "Okay!"

After leaving the park, Yan Shuo took He Sheng back to the martial arts hall.

He Sheng asked Yan Shuo's people to prepare wooden boards. After a while, hundreds of wooden boards for practicing martial arts were placed on the ground in the center of the martial arts hall.

"Brother Shuo, why do we need so many wooden boards? That's all in this warehouse. Is it enough?" a member of the martial arts school asked loudly.

Yan Shuo scratched his head with a dry smile: "He Sheng wants it all, I don't know what to do..."

"Since it is the wooden board that Mr. He wants, it must be used for martial arts. Brothers, let's all come and take a look!"

The members of the martial arts hall surrounded Yan Shuo and He Sheng in the middle.

He Sheng was smoking in the corridor, but when he came back, he saw that all the members of the martial arts hall gathered together.

"Mr. He, what are these wooden boards used for?" Someone immediately shouted when he saw He Sheng walking in.

He Sheng smiled and replied, "It's for kicking."

"Ah? This wooden board is solid wood, two centimeters thick, can it be broken with your feet?"

"That's Mr. He, I've tried this wooden board, and I have to hammer it several times with a hammer..."

These members are right. The wood boards in the martial arts warehouse are very thick and different from ordinary wooden boards. This is solid wooden board, which means it is cut directly from large wood, which is more than ten times better than the quality of synthetic wooden boards.

Such a wooden board is hard and thick. If you kick it, you will get hurt even if you don’t get it right.

"Of course you guys can't kick the skills of three-legged cats. I've tried this wooden board, and I can kick two pieces off!" Yan Shuo rolled his eyes.

He Sheng couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "Two pieces are too small. I think Brother Shuo can kick five pieces off!"

When he said this, Yan Shuo's smile suddenly froze. He knew his own abilities. It was the limit to be able to kick two pieces of wood. Five wooden boards were so hard to imagine.

This He Sheng is trying to make things difficult for himself.

"Yes! Five dollars! Brother Shuo and Mr. He have said it, why don't you give it a try."

"Yes, Brother Shuo, you run every day and your legs must have become stronger. Let's get five first!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing his members making noises, Yan Shuo's expression became very exciting, but he was speechless. When he turned around and saw that He Sheng had already built five wooden boards.

He Sheng grabbed the five overlapping wooden boards in his hand, tilted them at an angle, and said to Yan Shuo: "Come."

"No, He Sheng, I can't do it." Yan Shuo is also the master of this martial arts school after all. It would be too embarrassing if he made a fool of himself in front of his students.

"Don't worry, I said you can do it if you can!" He Sheng replied with a smile: "According to my method, I guarantee that all kicks are broken."

"Really...really?" Yan Shuo still didn't believe what He Sheng said.

He Sheng nodded solemnly: "Really."

"Then I'll give it a try?"

"Try it." He Sheng smiled: "Faced to the wooden board, swing your legs with your right foot. Your habit of exerting your legs is to exert force on your legs, so the force cannot be maximized. You use your left hand to force your left waist and kick it."

Yan Shuo thought a little, then he walked to He Sheng, pressed his left hand against his waist, and his waist bent slightly.

He Sheng immediately said, "That's it, come!"

Yan Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back, then cushioned and kicked the wooden board with a kick.

Bang!
Chapter completed!