Chapter 44 Chat
"Okay, okay!"
Luo Keqian said happily, "Fang Zhixing, you should work hard for me in the future. I will never treat you unfairly. As for the monthly salary, it will be three thousand yuan in the first year, including food and accommodation. I will give you a salary increase every year in the future. As for how much it can increase, it depends on your performance."
Only then will you know that there is nothing wrong with doing it.
It doesn’t really matter how much the monthly salary is. After all, he is not so short of money now. He approaches Rockchen for other purposes.
Luo Keqian tilted his head and said to Wang Yitong, "Old Wang, please arrange it."
Wang Yitong said, "Yes, sir."
Rocky left on his own.
Wang Yitong quickly turned to Fang Zhixing, bowed and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, you and I will live under the same roof and work for the same boss in the future. I hope we can get along well."
His attitude has changed from arrogant to enthusiastic, understanding and reasonable.
It's a 180-degree turn.
Fang Zhixing glanced at his hands imperceptibly.
Half a while had passed, and Wang Yitong's hands were still shaking slightly, and a circle of redness and swelling appeared on his wrists.
It seems that the force of his previous Iron Mountain Kick was a bit too strong and injured Wang Yitong's wrist joint.
Fang Zhixing also felt the area on his shoulder. Apart from the brief numbness at the beginning, everything seemed normal now.
"Yes, yes, get along well."
He responded and asked with a smile, "Would you like me to call you Brother Wang or Old Wang?"
Wang Yitong laughed and said, "It's all right. You can call me whatever you like."
Fang Zhixing said, "I think Lao Wang is more intimate, so I'll call you Lao Wang."
Wang Yitong's mouth twitched slightly.
"Lao Wang" was what Luo Kexun called him, and you called him that too? Doesn't that mean that you and Luo Kexun are of the same level?
Wang Yitong felt helpless, so he stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile: "Come on, I'll arrange a place for you to stay."
The two entered a spacious courtyard with several rooms.
Wang Yitong smiled and said, "This villa is specially for bodyguards to live in."
Fang Zhixing asked, "How many bodyguards does the village head have?"
Wang Yitong replied, "There are only you and me as personal bodyguards. Temporary bodyguards are not fixed. Usually, the butler hires them and pays them on the same day. Food is provided but accommodation is not."
Fang Zhixing finally understood that personal bodyguards are regular employees, not temporary workers.
Soon, Fang Zhixing moved into one of the rooms, next to Wang Yitong, and the two became neighbors.
Soon, noon arrived.
Dinner time also arrived.
A servant brought the food.
Fang Zhixing took a closer look and saw that the personal bodyguard's meals consisted of one meat dish, two vegetable dishes and a soup, with plenty of rice, which was pretty good.
"Lao Wang, come here and eat with us." Fang Zhixing shouted to the next door.
"Okay."
Wang Yitong had exactly the same idea and hurried over with the food.
The two of them ate together.
Wang Yitong took the initiative to ask: "Brother Fang, where are you from?"
Fang Zhixing replied: "I am from Funiu Village. There was a famine in the village, so I ran away to make a living."
Wang Yitong suddenly realized and said, "I am a local of the market town. My mother died early, and my father died of illness a few years ago. I am the only one left in the family."
Fang Zhixing was surprised and asked, "You haven't married yet?"
Wang Yitong sighed, "I married a woman, but unfortunately she died during childbirth and the baby she was carrying was not saved."
Fang Zhixing heard this and said, "Please accept my condolences."
Wang Yitong smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's all old news. If you hadn't asked, I would have almost forgotten what that woman looked like."
Fang Zhixing asked doubtfully, "Then again, with your conditions, marrying a few more wives shouldn't be a big deal."
Wang Yitong held his forehead with his hand and smiled awkwardly, "To be honest, after my wife died, I was extremely lonely. It happened that my neighbor next door got married. After chatting with her for a few times, we actually developed feelings for each other and met secretly. Unexpectedly, this was discovered by her husband, and he kept arguing with me. In a rage, I beat his entire family to death."
“…”
Fang Zhixing was completely speechless.
He wanted to chat with Wang Yitong and find out some information, but he didn't expect that they would talk about such explosive content.
"Fuck!"
The little dog that was dozing on the ground suddenly woke up and shouted, "Fang Zhixing, let him tell you in detail, tell you in detail."
Fang Zhixing ignored Xigou and said sternly, "Old Wang, you must have been forced to do that."
Wang Yitong didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Well, anyway, I committed a murder, was arrested and brought to justice, and spent three years in prison.
Fortunately, the village head appreciated me, helped me close the case, gave me my freedom, and let me be his personal bodyguard. It can be said that the village head is my second parent. "
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Fang Zhixing understood and said with emotion: "Mr. Lizheng is such a good man!"
Wang Yitong asked: "Brother, you are so young, where did you learn all these skills?"
Fang Zhixing was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I paid Iron Palm Master Cheng Tianen to teach me Iron Mountain Kung Fu."
"Oh, so you learned martial arts from Cheng Tianen. I was wondering why the explosive skill you just displayed was so similar to the 'Iron Mountain Backstroke'."
Wang Yitong suddenly realized.
However, when he mentioned Cheng Tianen, his emotions obviously fluctuated violently.
Fang Zhixing noticed this detail and couldn't help but think deeply.
Wang Yitong thought about it, and suddenly asked in surprise: "If that's the case, brother, why don't you continue to learn martial arts with Cheng Tianen, but come here instead?"
Fang Zhixing sighed, "Alas, Cheng Tianen and I are not compatible. He doesn't want to teach me anymore and kicked me out."
Wang Yitong raised his eyebrows and asked seriously, "Mr. Cheng, why did you chase me away?"
Fang Zhixing replied: "It may be because I killed a few refugees who tried to steal my food. After Cheng Tianen found out about this, his attitude towards me changed drastically."
"I see."
Wang Yitong had a look of knowing everything and sneered, "Humph, the self-proclaimed hero surnamed Cheng cherishes his reputation very much and cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes."
After hearing this, Fang Zhixing thought to himself, "As expected, Lao Wang, do you and Cheng Tianen have a feud as well?"
Wang Yitong nodded and said coldly: "I have been in prison for three years, and I have to thank Cheng Tianen for that."
Fang Zhixing understood, and was immediately overjoyed. He snorted coldly, "If you ask me, Cheng Tianen is nothing special. It's just a pity that I don't have the follow-up skills of Iron Mountain Kung Fu. Otherwise, sooner or later I will surpass him and beat him to a pulp."
Wang Yitong was refreshed and nodded, saying, "I see, brother, you are troubled by this problem. Then you have come to the right place. The village head has a ready-made method!"
"really?!"
Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster, full of anticipation.
Wang Yitong nodded and said, "Brother, you may not know that all the martial arts in this world actually come from aristocratic families, including my family martial arts "Wang Family Inch Fist"."
Fang Zhixing was surprised and said, "All the martial arts skills come from aristocratic families? No way, don't others have them?"
Wang Yitong explained: "My father told me that when the Great Zhou Dynasty was first established, they collected all the martial arts secrets in the world and cleansed up the entire martial arts world.
From then on, no martial arts were spread among the people, and ordinary people had no chance to learn martial arts unless they got permission or reward from aristocratic families.
Take my family as an example. My ancestor was once a slave of the aristocratic Luo family. Because he had some talent in martial arts, he was trained as a retainer and had the opportunity to learn martial arts. "
Hearing these words, Fang Zhixing was shocked and exclaimed, "Wow!"
In this world, martial arts is the core technology and is monopolized by aristocratic families.
The patent is firmly controlled by the aristocratic families!
No matter who wants to learn martial arts, he must first kneel down and lick the boots of a powerful family!
(End of this chapter)