Wang Shouren smiled slightly and rode his bicycle home.
Factory Director Yang glanced at Xu Yuanchao, who was lying on the ground panting heavily with lifeless eyes, and sighed: "Alright, I'll take you back."
To be honest, Director Yang and Xu Yuanchao weren't exactly close.
We had only met once before in the military and worked together for a short period of time.
Director Yang himself was from humble beginnings and couldn't get along with the kids from high-ranking military compounds, but Xu Yuanchao was a good person and a prominent figure in the army.
But I never expected that Wang Shouren would be so ruthless.
Director Yang, who had trained in the military, also had a keen eye for talent.
Although Xu Yuanchao seems fine now, the places where Wang Shouren struck him hard still hurt.
"How are you? Can you stand up?"
Xu Yuanchao gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, and forced himself to stand up, his voice trembling with a sob: "Thank you for your trouble, Lao Yang..."
Factory Director Yang: ...
Good heavens, did she cry after being beaten? That's a miracle.
Actually, Director Yang misunderstood him. He doesn't cry easily, but he just couldn't hold it in. That brat, he just cried however much it hurt. What kind of decent person has mastered Tai Chi to this level at such a young age?!
It's inexplicable, and impossible to explain!
As the city lights began to twinkle, Xu Yuanchao returned home.
Xu's father was holding a newspaper, leaning back on his stool reading it. Dinner was laid out on the table. The whole family seemed to be waiting for Xu Yuanchao.
"You're back." Xu's father put down his newspaper, glanced at him, and noticed that his face was a little pale. "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing..." Xu Yuanchao said through gritted teeth, trying to keep his voice normal.
However, Xu's father, who was a scout, immediately sensed that something was wrong.
“Look at you, a grown man like you, still going out to fight? That’s not right.” Xu’s father stood up and walked over.
"No...please don't..." Xu Yuanchao retreated repeatedly, staggering and almost falling.
Xu's father's face turned extremely ugly: "You can't even stand up straight, tell me, what did you do to her?!"
"Brother, did you go out to fight again?" Xu Weiwei asked with a curious look.
Xu Yuanchao; ...
I beep beep beep beep, beep beep beep beep beep...
He started sending telegrams in his mind.
"Tell me! What did you do to her?!"
It's no wonder Xu's father reacted this way. Bajiquan is all about exchanging injury for life. If Xu Yuanchao is injured, then the other party will at least have to go to the hospital.
"He's alright," Xu Yuanchao said through gritted teeth.
"He's alright?!" Xu's father's voice changed: "When did you start learning to lie?"
Xu Yuanchao almost cried: "He's really fine. He's a Tai Chi master, probably at the grandmaster level. All my meridians are blocked by him. I reckon I'll be in pain for a while."
Xu's father lifted Xu Yuanchao's clothes and glanced at them; there wasn't a single mark on them.
He knew that his son had met his match, and he also knew that he had wronged his son, but he still snorted coldly: "Hmph, serves him right!"
"Brother, tsk tsk tsk, look at you." Xu Weiwei gloated from the side.
Xu Yuanchao finally couldn't hold back any longer and said irritably, "Who am I doing this for? It's all because of you. I'm going to find Wang Shouren."
"Huh?!!" X3
Even Xu's mother, who was quietly watching the drama unfold, couldn't help but exclaim "Ah!"
"He did it?" This was Xu's father.
"Is he alright?" This was Xu Weiwei asking.
"What does he look like?" This was Xu's mother's question.
In summary, no one really cared about Xu Yuanchao's situation.
"No way, a Tai Chi master at such a young age? You're not mistaken?" This was Xu's father.
"No! Brother! How could you do this!" It was still Xu Weiwei.
"I heard that he's now a section chief in the ministry. He's both literate and capable, which is really impressive." This was Xu's mother's last comment.
These questions were like a sharp knife, relentlessly stabbing at Xu Yuanchao's heart.
"Say something!" X3
In the end, the phrase "Say something" became a sharp sword, launching a "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin" attack on Xu Yuanchao's heart.
"No, gentlemen, could you please let me sit down first? I'm in pain all over. Please tell me what you want to ask, one at a time, okay?" Xu Yuan was somewhat helpless with the way these three were thinking.
"I'll go first!" X3
Okay!
In the end, it was Xu's mother, who held a certain degree of authority at home, who prevailed.
"Tell me more about the young man," Xu's mother asked, full of curiosity.
"Mom, can we stop talking about this? They're already married and have kids."
"No, how did you get married? You're only 22!"
"Mom~" Xu Yuanchao glanced at Xu Weiwei.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed the girl had no expression.
Only then did Xu's mother notice Xu Weiwei, and she sighed inwardly.
In fact, everyone in the family knew about Wang Shouren. Xu's mother disapproved, believing his rank was too low. However, as time went on, Wang Shouren's promotions became increasingly outrageous. To put it simply, in those days, the fastest way to get promoted was from a tribal unit to a local position, like battalion commander or regimental commander. If you had more military merits, you could directly reach the level of a deputy director-general.
Moreover, most of these regimental commanders are not very old.
Furthermore, the Xu family is also in the military, making them the best option for Xu's mother.
As for those in technical fields, to be honest, it's very difficult to get promoted.
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