Chapter 1708 Tug of War Changes to Wrestlingshuhaige.net



In his previous life, Wan Feng was almost isolated from the stock market, but because he often read all kinds of strange news on the Internet, he naturally remembered some of the more famous stories in the stock market.

For example, the ten companies that were affected by the 810 incident in Shenzhen, and the sharp drop in the Shanghai Composite Index that was affected after the 810 incident in Shenzhen.

There is also the stock market recovery after the leader’s southern tour.

He couldn't clearly explain the specific stock, but he knew the general trend. All that was needed was to remember the general trend.

The Shanghai Stock Exchange started operations at the end of this year, and it seems that only eight stocks were listed.

These eight stocks have been rising since the beginning and have been rising for almost two years. The stock prices seem to have increased by more than a hundred times from the beginning to the end.

In order to invest in the future, he has to start saving money now. When the Shanghai Stock Exchange opens, he plans to put the money in to have some fun and make some money.

Entering the stock market to raise money is a matter of a few months later. The most urgent thing now is to finish the sports meeting.

After all the hilarious activities in the morning, the only highlight left in the afternoon was tug-of-war.

Because there were only a few teams participating in the tug-of-war competition, with only eight teams competing in a one-on-one elimination system, the finals would be held after two rounds.

The final was between the Xiaoshutun District Tug-of-War Team and the Dashutun District Tug-of-War Team.

The sound of gongs, drums and slogans from both sides was deafening, and they started trash-talking each other before the game even started.

Who developed this bad habit?

There are such activities before the game.

Trash talking does not mean cursing. Both sides were obviously well prepared and the trash talking was very exciting.

"You guys from Dashu Village are no good. Look at your tiny arms and legs. Don't let us drag you to the hospital with all our might."

"Come on, look at you guys in Xiaoshutun, you're all fat and big-eared like pigs, and there are two white-skinned ones, be careful or we'll stew you."

The people playing tug-of-war are all big and strong, like sumo wrestlers. No one can say anything about anyone else, because they all look like pigs.

"Every time you go to Dashu Village, you either raise men or steal. You should go home and look after your wives."

It would have been fine if it was just the Chinese who were criticizing, but the two Soviets refused to listen when they heard someone calling them white people.

These two guys have been in China for two years and can speak Chinese fluently.

"Who just said we were white? Damn it! Don't you know how powerful our fighting nation is? If you don't agree, come out and fight me."

"Just fall! Why would I be afraid of you, the polar bear?"

There were actually people from Dashutun who responded to the challenge.

When Wan Feng heard this, he wondered what it was.

The people in the Dashutun District Team are all from the Dongshan Industrial Zone, and they probably have little connection with the real Dashutun.

Besides, when people went to Dashutun, they either raised men or stole things, but that was many years ago. Is the social atmosphere in Dashutun now worthy of praise?

What’s more, they’re not playing tug-of-war anymore, they’re going to have wrestling instead. What does this look like?

"I think I should give you guys a Bullshit Award. Why are you using your mouth when you have so much free time? If you can win the game with your mouth, go ahead and talk. Whoever can knock the other guy to death is the hero. I'll give you certificates and bonuses for being the best mouth."

As soon as Wan Feng spoke, both sides fell silent.

"If you like wrestling, let's add a wrestling event next year to see how good you are. The winner will be eligible to fight me."

Oh no, as soon as he said this, he became the target of criticism.

In recent years, Wan Feng has always presented himself as a good guy in Jiangwei. Although there is no generation gap between him and the working people, he has lost some necessary respect.

There are plenty of people who joke with him in person.

"Boss Wan! If I win the wrestling match next year, how can I have the nerve to hit you with your small physique? You won't be able to hit me hard enough! We can't afford the compensation if you get a concussion or become paralyzed on one side of your body." A burly guy from the Dashutun Tug-of-War Team spoke with contempt.

What’s even more disgusting is that this guy laughed out loud after he said that.

These people must not have heard the legends about me a few years ago. I am a professional practitioner of traditional Chinese wrestling and have learned the skills from a real master.

If I hadn’t taken action in the past few years, no one would have known how powerful I am.

"Hey, Fatty! I think you should find a deserted place to ask around. I didn't make it in the martial arts world by talking back then. If you want to fight me, you better win first place next year. Alright! Enough of your bullshit, now it's time to compete. Everyone in Xiaoshu Village, listen up! If you win, I'll give you a prize. If you lose, you'll be kicked off Pingshan Mountain."

Wan Feng said with a smile.

The referee came to the center with a whistle in his mouth and a small pennant in his hand.

As the referee blew the whistle, the tug-of-war final began.

The drum teams on both sides began to beat drums, and the cheering crowds shouted slogans that shook the sky.

Wan Feng watched the two sides fighting back and forth happily, and he didn't care who won or lost.

In the end, the Xiaoshutun team won the tug-of-war competition.

After winning, these guys did not go to receive the prize but surrounded Wan Feng and asked how much prize money he would get.

"Did I say I would give you a bonus?" Wan Feng pretended to be confused.

The two Soviets were not happy: "General Wan is cheating again!"

What kind of talk is that? What do you mean by cheating again? Do you cheat all the time?

In order to prove that he was not the kind of person who would cheat, Wan Feng paid out a bonus of 500 yuan.

These guys sent the 500 yuan bonus to the hotel that night.

In any case, although the first Jiangwei National Games had many shortcomings, it was finally completed successfully.

At the end of the conference, certificates of honor were issued to the top three teams in terms of total scores, and a closing ceremony was held.

In fact, the purpose of holding a sports meeting is to have fun and enrich the people's amateur cultural life. Apart from that, there is not much meaning.

Wan Feng didn't think it was very interesting, but the general public didn't think so.

They think this activity is very meaningful and hope to hold it every year.

Of course we have to hold the sports meet, and not only the sports meet but also the ball matches.

Sports will become an integral part of people's lives in the future.

Participate in more sports and you will gamble less.

As living standards improve, gambling becomes more and more expensive.

Wan Feng extremely dislikes gambling. He cannot control others, but he still has the right to control the employees of Nanwan Group.

Of course, he has nothing to say if people go home and have fun, but he will never tolerate if they delay their work or even cause an accident because of gambling.

Those who should be expelled should be expelled, and those who should be cleared out should be cleared out.

Therefore, the employees in Nanwan Group are relatively self-disciplined, and there are very few people who are addicted to gambling.

The sports meet is over. We have played and had fun, and now it’s time to get down to work.

On the third day after the sports meet, Tan Sheng called from Shanghai.

At that time, Wan Feng was in Gu Hongzhong's team watching Gu Hongzhong assemble a new generation of telephone programmable switching system.

The female secretary chosen for him by Comrade Luan Feng came running over, saying that it was a call from Shanghai with an urgent matter.

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