From Zhuang Baihua's perspective, both men looked very impressive, their movements were swift, direct and very neat, and they were obviously martial artists.
The most important thing is that the postures and expressions of the two people are exactly the same. If Zhuang Baihua didn't know that today was Chi Yue's first time to come to this boxing gym, he would have thought that Chi Yue learned his skills here.
Wei Congsen was also surprised and asked Chi Yue: "Where did you practice before? Who was your teacher?"
Chi Yue said calmly: "I learned some fighting skills for self-defense before."
Zhuang Baihua felt upset after hearing this.
Chi Yue lives in a world of paranoid literature, surrounded by all kinds of bigwigs, who often kidnap and imprison him. His family situation was not good before, and he had no money. He learned some self-defense skills just to protect himself.
"As for my teacher..." Chi Yue smiled and said, "I was fortunate to meet a fighting expert who taught me a lot."
Zhuang Baihua looked at Chi Yue. He had never heard him say this.
Chi Yue looked at Wei Congsen, with something inexplicable in her smile, and said, "My teacher has been to Russia."
Wei Congsen looked at Chi Yue intently for a long time, and suddenly laughed: "Then we are really destined to meet. I am half Russian."
His gaze towards Chi Yue changed, becoming more serious, and he said, "Let's practice a match."
This means inviting Chi Yue to fight.
Zhuang Baihua stepped forward to stop him: "That's not necessary, we agreed that today is just a trial class."
It’s not for anything else. Zhuang Baihua was afraid that the two of them would fight and sparks would fly, which would be difficult to deal with.
Wei Congsen finally failed to recognize Chi Yue.
Moreover, Chi Yue and Wei Congsen are not in the same weight class, so Chi Yue would easily suffer a loss in a fight.
Wei Congsen was still eager to try: "I will stop when the time is right. I will pay attention to our weight difference and control the power of my punches."
Chi Yue shook her head: "I just want to warm up today."
Wei Congsen shrugged regretfully and gave up: "Well, I was hoping to finally stretch my muscles." He looked at Zhuang Baihua sadly, "Mr. Zhuang used to be able to fight with me, but later he not only forgot about me, but also practiced Tai Chi instead. I was very sad."
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but laugh: "Stop acting and be a good coach."
Later, Wei Congsen didn't mention the fighting anymore. He taught Chi Yue a few basic moves. Chi Yue followed suit very well. Not to mention the basics, but his moves were completely consistent with Wei Congsen's.
Wei Congsen was obviously surprised, but he remained silent and did not ask any more questions.
Zhuang Baihua recalled that when they practiced Tai Chi sword together before, Chi Yue could follow his movements exactly, and he attributed it to Chi Yue's strong imitation ability.
After the trial class was over, Chi Yue decisively applied for the card.
He didn't let Zhuang Baihua pay, but used his own payment account, lowering his head to transfer the money while explaining: "Dad's money."
Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but nag: "Lao Luo spoils you too much."
Wei Congsen watched this scene from the side and said in surprise: "So you...he has a father." Your relationship is too complicated.
Zhuang Baihua said with a dark face, "What are you imagining? He is his real father. He is the son of my good friend."
Wei Congsen looked at the two of them with an even more complicated look.
Mr. Zhuang is awesome for his forbidden love with his best friend’s son.
Now Zhuang Baihua was completely certain that Wei Congsen really had no such intentions towards Chi Yue, and he couldn't help but feel confused again.
At this point in the original book, Chi Yue had already been adopted by Luo Zhenduo. Whether he lived well with Xi Yin in the Luo family was another matter, but at least Luo Zhenduo would not let Chi Yue suffer any grievances on the surface.
Zhuang Baihua couldn't figure out how Wei Congsen in the original book managed to bypass Luo Zhenduo and get in touch with Chi Yue, and even pester her.
Zhuang Baihua is unhappy that the paranoid boss likes Chi Yue; he is even more unhappy that he doesn’t like Chi Yue, and he himself feels that he is difficult to deal with.
Chi Yue was naturally also a VIP of the highest level. Wei Congsen made another fortune and was grinning from ear to ear.
Since then, Chi Yue has become fond of coming to the boxing gym to practice boxing and strength training, and he is even more active than Zhuang Baihua.
Chi Yue is good at everything from Muay Thai to Sanda and Karate. Wei Congsen was more and more surprised and wanted to fight with Chi Yue more and more, but Chi Yue did not agree.
Chi Yue was only interested in her physical condition. After each exercise, she would measure her measurements with a soft tape measure.
In order to supervise Wei Congsen and Chi Yue, Zhuang Baihua naturally followed Chi Yue to the boxing gym every time.
As a result, Chi Yue didn't let him train his muscles and asked him to do aerobics.
Zhuang Baihua: “?”
Zhuang Baihua simply stopped practicing anything and just sat aside watching Chi Yue.
Chi Yue had been wearing a loose T-shirt. Wei Congsen said that it would be easy for people to grab his clothes during actual combat, so he asked him to change into something tighter, but Chi Yue disagreed.
Chi Yue often sweats profusely after practicing boxing. He habitually pulls up the hem of his T-shirt and wipes the sweat off his face. At this time, Zhuang Baihua, who is sitting on the side, can see his lean waist and abdominal muscles.
Chi Yue is fair in appearance, and her exposed skin is also very fair and smooth like cream.
Fair skin wrapped around flexible muscles, with glistening beads of sweat floating on the surface, rising and falling with his movements, emitting the heat and vitality of youth.
People often say that bronze skin is very sexy. Zhuang Baihua looked at Chi Yue for a while, then shyly shifted his gaze away.
White spots are good too.
Chi Yue was very concerned about his body dimensions and wanted to become stronger. In fact, he should measure his height. Chi Yue had grown a lot taller in recent times. According to Zhuang Baihua's estimation, he had grown at least four or five centimeters and was now over 1.8 meters tall.
Chi Yue was sweating, Zhuang Baihua was sitting and watching, and Wei Congsen was not idle either. He taught Chi Yue the movements and talked to Zhuang Baihua, asking him to get up and move.
Anyway, the three of them got along pretty well, and it actually felt like some hot-blooded brotherhood at the gym.
Zhuang Baihua thought, this is really weird.
What's even more bizarre is that after the exercise that day, Wei Congsen generously said to Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue: "I'll treat you to a midnight snack."
Zhuang Baihua hesitated: "It's getting late."
Wei Congsen said carelessly: "You are the big boss and he is a college student. You don't have to punch in for work the next day. What's wrong with having a midnight snack at night?"
Chi Yue touched his belly, and Zhuang Baihua agreed only after seeing that he was hungry.
Wei Congsen took them directly to a Russian restaurant. It was already past eleven o'clock when they arrived, but they didn't expect that the restaurant was still crowded.
Half of the people in the restaurant were foreigners and half were Chinese. Wei Congsen seemed to be very familiar with the boss. As soon as he entered, the boss came out to greet him with a smile, and the two of them talked in Russian.
After the boss finished talking to Wei Congsen, he greeted Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue generously and asked them to find a seat and enjoy the food.
Although it was called a midnight snack, there was actually more food than a full meal. They were all Russian-style dishes. In addition to the indispensable borscht and potatoes, there were also various meats loved by the fighting nation. They were sizzling with oil, accompanied by cream and vodka, filling the table.
Wei Congsen smiled and said, "This meal is on my table, eat as much as you want."
It is really unhealthy to eat so much in the middle of the night, but Zhuang Baihua couldn't help but eat a lot because his stomach was empty after exercise and the food was tempting.
Not to mention Chi Yue, who has an amazing appetite. Most of Russia is very cold, and traditional dishes are mainly for replenishing calories, with a lot of meat, which is very suitable for Chi Yue's appetite. He was not polite and ate one plate of sausage and bacon after another.
Wei Congsen didn't expect Chi Yue to be such a big eater. He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Little brother, you are to my taste. I like people like you!"
Zhuang Baihua felt sick to his stomach when he heard the word "like" and quickly said, "No, don't try to get close to me, don't be so affectionate."
Wei Congsen slapped Zhuang Baihua on the back and said with great joy: "Don't be jealous, Mr. Zhuang, I like you too!"
Chi Yue glared at Wei Congsen.
The three of them were enjoying the meal, and Zhuang Baihua even brought his bodyguards with him, asking them to come in and eat. Seeing this, Wei Congsen picked up a bottle of vodka, raised it up, and said loudly, "I'll treat everyone to a drink!"
Cheers immediately rang out from the side, and Wei Congsen offered Chi Yue a drink: "All the men who practice boxing should have a bottle!"
Chi Yue took the wine and was about to drink it when Zhuang Baihua stopped her: "He is still young, forget it."
Wei Congsen said dissatisfiedly: "He is an adult now, not a kid anymore. When I was his age, I could fight a bear."
Zhuang Baihua: “?” Don’t compare him with yourself.
Chi Yue held Zhuang Baihua's hand and squeezed it, curled her lips and chuckled to comfort him, then raised the cup, bowed to Wei Congsen, and drank it in one gulp.
He drank vodka in the same way as Chinese people drink, handsome and unrestrained, with a hint of arrogance, his eyebrows and eyes were as bright as a painting, and his behavior was full of passion.
Wei Congsen laughed happily, but Zhuang Baihua was stunned.
Chi Yue is really attractive like this, no wonder the five paranoid bosses in the original book couldn't control themselves.
This midnight snack lasted until almost two o'clock. Everyone ate and drank too much, and when they came out they were staggering and could hardly walk steadily.
No one got into the car immediately. Instead, they walked on the main road for a while to digest the food and get rid of the smell of alcohol.
There were not many people on the road in the middle of the night, but the street lights were bright, illuminating the way home.
"Hey, the security in China is really good." Wei Congsen walked unsteadily and said to Zhuang Baihua beside him, "It's safe to walk on the road in the middle of the night."
Zhuang Baihua said proudly: "That's right, this is all thanks to the campaign to eradicate organized crime and eliminate evil."
Wei Congsen was stunned after hearing his words. It took him a while to react and he chuckled, "You're right. Evil should be eradicated!"
Zhuang Baihua saw that he was already a little dizzy. On the other hand, Chi Yue was walking quietly on the side. Except for the fact that her expression could not be seen clearly, everything seemed normal.
He is indeed the son of a drunkard.
Zhuang Baihua discovered that the more he got along with Chi Yue, the more he could see different sides of him. This was much richer than the dry and flat character of Little White Flower in the original book.
Zhuang Baihua also drank some wine and felt a little dizzy at this moment. He suddenly thought that it would be nice if every paranoid boss was like Wei Congsen.
Just as he was thinking this, a group of people came towards him. They were wearing loose clothes and seemed to have drunk some alcohol. They were playing and fighting, and were making a mess.
The road was so wide that when two groups of people collided, one side had to give way. The young people on the opposite side didn't want to give way and stood in front, not moving.
Wei Congsen suddenly became excited and took a step forward. With his 1.9-meter height, he blocked the opponent's way. From behind, he looked like a big brown bear.
Those people were a bit timid. Then they looked at Zhuang Baihua and Chi Yue. Although one was in a suit and the other was young and handsome, they looked like civilized people, but behind them were all muscular men in black suits.
The young hooligans spat and cursed, then separated and walked around Zhuang Baihua and the others in twos and threes.
After everyone left, Zhuang Baihua shook his head and said, "There are still such hooligans who don't do their jobs properly."
Wei Congsen turned around and comforted him: "Among 1.3 billion people, there are always a few scumbags. There's nothing we can do about it."
After all this commotion, Zhuang Baihua sobered up a little and said to Wei Congsen, "Thank you for treating me today. I'll treat you another day."
On Zhuang Baihua's side, only the driver did not drink. He originally wanted to call and arrange for someone to take Wei Congsen back, but Wei Congsen said it was not necessary and walked back by himself.
So we said goodbye at the intersection, and just as we were about to go our separate ways, we heard the sound of a car coming from the side.
Several cars whizzed past them, their engines making loud humming sounds, and it was obvious that they had been modified.
As the car drove on, the people inside were making noises, and the sharp laughter and the sound of the engine echoed in the main road in the middle of the night.
Zhuang Baihua looked and saw that it was the same young people from before. He frowned and said, "They were drunk, so why are they driving?"
I wonder if there are any people who haven’t drunk left to be drivers.
Before he could confirm, there was a sudden "bang" on the road ahead. One of the cars hit a shadow on the side of the road. The shadow flew out and fell to the ground.
The car suddenly turned and hit the flower bed, losing power. Several people got out of the car, ran to the shadow, took a look, and then immediately fled in all directions, leaving the car behind.
When the other cars saw this scene, they increased their speed and quickly left the scene.
Zhuang Baihua was startled and led people to run over. Only then did he see that the shadow in the middle of the road was a person. Those people were driving under the influence of alcohol and had not driven far before they hit pedestrians on the roadside.
The pedestrian was hit hard and fell to the ground unconscious. Red blood flowed from under his body, staining the road red.
Zhuang Baihua quickly asked the bodyguard to call an ambulance, and Chi Yue walked forward to check the man's injuries.
Wei Congsen stood nearby, staring at the pool of blood on the ground, motionless.
The red traces seemed to have magical power, crawling from the road surface all the way to Wei Congsen's eyes, turning his gray-blue eyes into the color of blood.
Wei Congsen moved his wrist, and the bones made a "cracking" sound.
Zhuang Baihua noticed something was wrong, turned his head to look at Wei Congsen, and was shocked when he saw his face.
Wei Congsen's eyes were bloodshot and his expression was ferocious, like a completely different person.