Cao Yi was right, although Wang Chao conferred the rank of major. But this rank is simply a blank check and is useless.
At most, I can increase the treatment, a few hundred yuan a month, a salary of one thousand yuan, fish, meat, fruit and other benefits during the Chinese New Year, medical reimbursement for public expenses, etc.
Medical treatment and medication are reimbursed at public expense, and during the Chinese New Year holidays, there will be payment in kind, increasing wages. This is naturally a very good treatment for ordinary government and military cadres.
But now Wang Chao's own assets are hundreds of millions, and he is not short of money, so why do he want those benefits
Lin Yanan herself is in the navy. With her military rank increased, she will have the opportunity to return to her position and gain real power in the future, but Wang Chao can't do it.
"That's no way, it's good to be awarded a title. Do you want him to hold a real job? This is unrealistic." Zhou Liang sighed, "Air Force ranks are also military ranks, and they will be guaranteed when they get old and retire."
"Do you think it's possible for him to retire in the future?" Cao Yi looked at Zhou Liang with a strange expression.
Indeed, Wang Chao's chances of being able to retire and provide for the elderly after fighting life and death like this are very slim. From the point of view of Cao Yi and Zhou Liang, 99% of Wang Chao would die in the arena, so there might be no chance of retirement in the future.
"It's the same. I'll make a report to the higher-ups to see if we can increase the salary and make it more convenient." Zhou Liang nodded, "It's really not easy to beat life and death. It's not easy to give an empty title. Some people can’t justify it, although we are a secret organization, but it is also an organization of the Military Commission, right? Or the rank of a higher rank, major general is not too much.”
"Major general is indeed not an exaggeration. Even those who sing a few songs casually in the art troupe are now major generals. Fighting with hands is always more difficult than talking." Cao Yi had a sneer on his face.
"Old Cao, don't complain, we have to believe in the organization, everything will be fine, bleeding, sweating, it won't be in vain." Zhou Liang patted Cao Yi's shoulder, "In the second half of the year, you will After becoming a full-time employee, he was formally appointed as the head of the Provincial Public Security Department, the top leader. It will not be difficult to enter the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, and in a few years, it will not be difficult to enter the Central Ministry of Public Security."
"It doesn't matter to me, the official is in the university, so you are doing things for the country?" Cao Yi said: "You can make a report. The report is not good. We will go to Beijing in person. It is still possible to complain to the old chief."
When Cao Yi and Zhou Liang planned to increase the treatment for Wang Chao, Wang Chao had already reached a village called Hongcun in Chaoshan, Guangdong.
In an ordinary Santana car, Wang Chao and Zhu Jia sat in the back row, and Lin Yanan sat in the cab and drove.
The car drove slowly along the country path. The road was not bumpy or dusty, and it was very stable.
Because they are all cement roads. As early as a few years ago, the country built a new socialist countryside, and the country roads were all paved with concrete roads.
Although these cement roads are not wide and can barely pass agricultural vehicles, they are enough for small vehicles.
"This Hong village is Zhang Wei's hometown. Almost everyone in the village can practice a few hands. They mainly practice Hongquan, and some practice Wing Chun and Shaolin Changquan. There are also some powerful martial artists among them, but they have all come out to fight in martial arts. , so it may not be well-known in Jianghu."
While driving, Lin Yanan explained the investigation data to Wang Chao.
"That's right, there are many folk practitioners, but they dare to come out to fight black boxing, compete in martial arts, and venture into the rivers and lakes. It is reasonable to have high skills, deep skills, and unknown boxing skills." Wang Chao also expressed the same. thing.
Not forced by life or lured by money, no martial artist is willing to come out to fight in the rivers and lakes with bloody fists every day.
"Zhang Wei has been in the rivers and lakes for many years. After he became famous, he washed his hands and used the money to do business in Shantou, but he lost money. He was wooed by Yike Group, but he was defeated by you. After his death, he was heavily in debt, and I heard that his wife took the children and sold all the house and other properties they had, and returned to their hometown in Hongcun."
Lin Yanan inquired about the situation clearly in two or three days.
"Hey! If you have any difficulties, please help me. That's exactly what I mean when I come this time. After all, Zhang Wei is also a respectable opponent. It is really not easy to practice boxing to his level." Wang Chao Looking at the scenery outside the car window, he sighed.
"Although he jumped into the sea to die by himself, the reason is you. Are you not afraid that his son will seek revenge from you when he grows up? I also practice martial arts and know a lot of martial arts stories. In a situation like yours, I should come here to kill the grass and root it out. Instead of showing kindness to help, if you are old and can't move anymore, and his son has practiced martial arts and is in his prime, he challenges you for revenge, what will you do?"
Lin Yanan looked through the reflective mirror, and while driving, looked at Zhu Jia who was leaning on Wang Chao's sleepy eyes with great interest.
These days, Zhu Jia always followed Wang Chao, almost inseparable. From Qingdao to Guangdong, and then drove into the countryside, the road was bumpy. After all, her physique is not as good as that of Lin Yanan and Wang Chao who has practiced kung fu, but now she is a little tired and fell asleep relying on Wang Chao.
It was because Zhu Jia fell asleep that Lin Yanan dared to talk to Wang Chao like this.
"Cut the weeds and eradicate the roots?" Wang Chao smiled, "Even if I think about it, now is a society ruled by law, not the martial arts of the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China."
"Actually, in our capacity, it's no big deal if you want to kill the grass and roots. You can fool around casually. It's not a big problem."
Lin Yanan had a seductive and mysterious smile on her face.
"No matter what, I'm still a boxer who can hold his breath, and I can't do things like cutting grass and roots. You want to seduce me, don't you?" Wang Chao raised his eyebrows and laughed.
"What temptation?" Zhu Jia's ears moved, his eyes dimmed, and he got up.
"It's Hongcun!" Lin Yanan slammed on the brakes and immediately interrupted her words.
The three of them got out of the car, only to see the glistening pond in this village, a stream meandering through it, and a series of private houses standing beside the hills in the woods.
The creek that surrounds the village is built with a stone bridge where the houses are densely populated. On both sides of the stone bridge are huge banyan trees. The roots of the banyan trees go deep into the stream, forming a small banyan forest. There are people in twos and threes under the tree, playing cards, or waving cattail fans to cool off.
When Wang Chao first arrived in Qingdao, it was March in Yangchun. It has been a long time now, and it is June in summer.
"Hi, hi, hi!" came the voice, which was mixed with the sound of iron rings clashing. The three of Wang Chao followed the sound and found four or five young people standing under the banyan tree on the other side of the bridge, with their horses tied up. Step by step, wearing a row of steel rings on both arms, punching vigorously.
Every time I exert strength, the steel ring on the arm hits, making a clanging sound.
These young men walked steadily, punched firmly, and were vigorous. Apparently there's already a foundation.
Wang Chao saw rows of steel rings on their arms, and knew that they were bridge players practicing Hongquan, also known as Iron Wire Fist.
Use steel rings on the arms to exercise the muscles and bones, exert strength and retract strength. Over time, the two arms will become a pair of reinforced iron bones.
Beside four or five young people, there were two middle-aged men standing, both of them were old men with black beards, and they looked like martial artists.
Wang Chao saw from a long distance away that these two middle-aged men with long black beards had protruding temples, and their bones and muscles were strong. One of them was wearing a black smock with centipede buttons, and his hair was protruding. Ji, with a hairpin stuck in it, obviously dressed as a Taoist priest.
"Go, go and ask."
Knowing that martial arts are popular in Hongcun, Zhang Wei is a great martial artist from Hongcun, with a great reputation, and martial arts practitioners should not know where his home is.
Lin Yanan drove the car across the bridge and stopped not far from where those few people were practicing martial arts.
The Taoist priest and the middle-aged martial artist had already noticed the movement, watching Wang Chao and the three get out of the car.
"Practice hard, keep your eyes on your hands, don't look around, concentrate!"
Both Lin Yanan and Zhu Jia have elegant temperament and beautiful faces. Seeing the two beauties approaching, the young practitioners were involuntarily distracted, and kept looking this way. The middle-aged martial artist immediately scolded severely.
"Excuse me, Master, is Master Zhang Wei's hometown here?" Lin Yanan stepped forward and asked the middle-aged martial artist.
"Why are you looking for Zhang Wei's hometown?" Upon hearing the word Zhang Wei, the middle-aged martial artist's expression changed suddenly, his eyes flashed sharply, and he looked Lin Yanan up and down.
"You are also a Lianjiazi. Why are you looking for Zhang Wei?"
The man dressed as a Taoist priest asked again.
With such a sudden change, several young people practicing boxing also automatically stopped their hands and feet, and looked at Wang Chao and the three of them with cold eyes.
"I'm a friend of Master Zhang Wei. I heard that something happened to him, so I came here to see his family and see if there is anything I can do to help." The Taoist immediately recognized that it was Lian Jiazi.
However, Wang Chao's martial arts has been practiced to the master state where the muscles and bones sing together, the sound of thunder follows, the inside and outside are combined, the yin and yang blend, and the strength penetrates the internal organs. It is difficult for ordinary people to see that he is a Lianjiazi.
The strength in the muscles and bones has penetrated into the internal organs. Can't tell from the outside.
"Zhang Wei's friends? I know all of Zhang Wei's friends, why haven't I met you?" The middle-aged martial artist said in a very bad tone.
"May I ask who you are?" Lin Yanan also frowned.
"I'm his senior brother, Liang Zhengwen." The middle-aged martial artist slightly stretched out his fingers, and his knuckles immediately cracked: "Young man? Who are you guys? Tell me clearly."
"Liang Zhengwen? I only read the information. I know that Zhang Wei learned boxing from the authentic Wing Chun heir Liang Chong since he was a child. This Liang Zhengwen is obviously Liang Chong's son and descendant?" Wang Chao turned his head and thought of Zhang Wei. data of.
The husband of Yan Yongchun, the founder of Wing Chun, was Liang Botao. Later, Liang Zan in Foshan was also a master of martial arts in Guangdong in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Wing Chun combines some boxing techniques such as Hongquan, South Shaolin Luohan Changquan, etc. You can know both Wing Chun and Hongquan. Many of them are interlinked.
"This Liang Zhengwen is Zhang Wei's senior brother, but he doesn't go out in the martial arts world. Obviously he didn't go out to compete in black boxing." Not known.
Just like in the past, Sun Lutang talked about the folk masters: Du Xinwu doesn't come out of the mountain, who knows Xu Shorty? Who is Dong Haichuan's master
"You are here to look for his family. It's a pity that you came in vain. His wife and children have all gone abroad." The Taoist priest raised his eyebrows very long.
"Going abroad?"
Wang Chao was slightly taken aback, but then he was relieved. He and Zhang Wei are just rivals. This time, he came here out of sympathy to help his family. Now that he has left the country, that's fine.
She winked with Lin Yanan, "Let's go!"
Just when Wang Chao was about to turn around and leave, Liang Zhengwen yelled, "Wait."
"Master Liang, what's the matter?" Lin Yanan turned around.
"Who the hell are you guys? Zhang Wei is my junior brother, and he knows me very well. I didn't know they had you three young friends? It's not that I'm suspicious. It's because my junior brother has been boxing for many years and has many enemies. I have to ask Make it clear." Liang Zhengwen explained in a tone, but his expression did not ease in the slightest.
"We learned Kung Fu from Master Zhang, this time I heard that something happened to him..." Lin Yanan said.
"Nonsense! When you walk, the elbow joints of your arms are slightly bent inwards and outwards. It is clear that you are practicing the kung fu of eight poles, fixed elbows and wrapped elbows, and you have a fire! Wing Chun Hongquan, Baihemen, Nanquan, practice bridge Arm strength will not produce such an effect!"
The Taoist priest's eyes were sharp, and he saw the clue at once.