thefictionvixens Chapter 583
Chapter 583
FCK——
Su He never expected that after asking Dou Ming to treat them to a meal, this guy would bring them to eat at Grandpa Ken.
"Jiang Che, you really don't drink Coke?"
"I really don't."
"Is it because you don't drink Coke that you are so strong?"
"It's possible." Jiang Che nodded and smiled, "Don't drink it either. Let's fight later. What if you win because you didn't drink Coke?"
"Ha..." Dou Ming pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, which was uglier than crying.
He was really torn.
He was afraid that Su He would drag him to fight, and Jiang Che specifically mentioned this, which really made his scalp numb.
He looked at Su He carefully, but what Dou Ming didn't expect was that Su He didn't change his expression after hearing that Jiang Che wanted to fight with Dou Ming.
Hmm...
There was no change in his expression towards Dou Ming.
Su He looked at Jiang Che and said, "Senior Jiang Che, shall we have a fight?"
In the past six months, she could clearly feel how much her strength had improved. To her, Dou Ming was already a little Karami who could be easily defeated. There was no point in fighting him.
In comparison, she was more interested in challenging Jiang Che. After all, she lost to Jiang Che without much ability to fight back in the last fight. Now she wanted to see how far she was from Jiang Che, or whether she could avenge her previous defeat!
"Okay."
Jiang Che nodded, then shook his head and said, "I haven't been active for six months. If you hurt me, I will be deducted from my salary."
He knew that what Su He had learned now was not just some Sanda skills. If she couldn't beat him during a fight, she could just use something else...
He pointed at Su He and asked her to be careful. Of course, he had to be more careful...
As for where to fight, back to the school Sanda Club?
A place popped up in Jiang Che's mind. Dou Ming was there too. It was a good opportunity to go and take a look.
After having a good meal and a good drink, Jiang Che led the two to set off on foot. After about ten minutes, they arrived at a store called "Salted Fish Fighting Club" not far away.
"Salted Fish Fighting Club? What does this mean?"
"I know this. If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and salted fish?"
"I'm not asking about the meaning. I'm asking why someone would use such a name as the name of a store... Doesn't this mean to be a rotten thing? This name... Jiang Che, why are you here?"
Dou Ming asked Jiang Che in surprise.
"You'll know when you go in." Jiang Che didn't answer and walked straight to the door.
Dou Ming and Su He hurriedly followed.
Walking into the door of this Salted Fish Fighting Club, a feeling of bright light came to the face. The decoration was not luxurious, but everywhere was clean and tidy, and with the bright incandescent lamps, people's mood could not help but be much better.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see the front desk. You can hear the music "hum" and "ha". Obviously, there are many people practicing boxing in the back.
Qin Qiuhan has some business sense. Jiang Che opened this club. It didn't matter whether he could make money or not, as long as he could be self-sufficient. But what Jiang Che didn't expect was that not long after the opening of this club, Qin Qiuhan began to spread the news and recruit students. For such a project, it is impossible for children without some conditions to learn at home, so Qin Qiuhan looked for high-end communities or schools. The monthly tuition fee was also very expensive. There were only four or five students in the first month, but gradually more and more, so that now the fixed tuition fee can be nearly 200,000 yuan per month...
Qin Qiuhan is teaching students the basics of punching sandbags, and at the same time keeps saying this, transmitting to everyone the idea that "learning martial arts is not to bully people, but to become a great hero."
Which child can resist the temptation of becoming a hero?
With this idea, all the children have extremely solemn expressions when they are boxing!
Jiang Che had never been here before, but the receptionist knew him and greeted him. The girl at the receptionist took Jiang Che to the back row.
Once they got to the back, they saw thirty or forty children in the room, punching sandbags one by one. There were other people in other equipment areas, and the tall and slender figure who taught the children to box...
"President?"