She's waiting for me there.

Chen Yun raised his eyebrows: "Did Auntie say that I can beat you up at will?"

"It's okay, I'm going to work."

When Chu Xinwen reached the door, he turned around and said, "Remember to add me back to the group, otherwise you won't be able to grab the red envelopes in the future."

Watching his back as he left, Chen Yun smiled. This kid was really good at faking an imperial edict. He must have been beaten a lot when he was a kid.

On the first day of work, many employees were still in a daze, which was understandable. After all, it was only the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. If it weren't for the salary, who wouldn't want to stay at home for a few more days?

Chen Yun clicked on the green bubble work group, and employees from both companies in Henghai City and Ningshan City were in it, more than a hundred people in total.

Compose a message and send it out.

Notice: Today's lunch for employees is customized by the company. Each team leader should count the meals and drinks of team members and then ask the finance department for reimbursement.

After this message was sent, the group started to be flooded with messages.

"Mr. Chen is so majestic."

"Mr. Chen is so domineering."

"Boss Chen, I love going to work the most."

"Mr. Chen..."

Chen Yun kept staring at his phone. This time, Chu Xinwenxue behaved well and didn't say anything irritating.

There was no way out. He had already surrendered to Chen Yun's tyranny. Now there were fewer and fewer people in the work group. He was really afraid that one day the company would notify everyone to take a break and he would be the only one who would come to work stupidly.

Chen Yun was very satisfied with the result. In fact, what these employees wanted was very simple. Just a lunch of a few dozen yuan could make them work more efficiently. This deal was very cost-effective.

Their enthusiasm for work did not diminish until the evening.

Chen Yun looked at the time, it was 5 o'clock sharp, and he was off work.

Opening the door of Qingxue's office: "Wife, I'm going to Chu Xinwen's house tonight. I have some things to take care of."

Qingxue was very sensible and didn't ask why: "You go, or I'll go pick up Qingning and take her home?"

"No rush, I'll feel at ease only after I send you home."

Qingxue did not refuse, she had become accustomed to this sense of security.

After settling the two sisters, Chen Yun frowned slightly as he looked at the navigation sent by Chu Xinwen.

It seems a bit far. If there is no traffic jam, it will take more than half an hour to get there. We are almost in the suburbs.

Logically speaking, this kid's family runs a martial arts school, so he shouldn't be short of money. Why would he live in such a remote place?

Forty minutes later, Chen Yun looked at the huge yard in front of him, and he seemed to understand something.

There is an antique bronze plaque above the gate that looks quite old.

Chu's Martial Arts School.

All the gates to the courtyard have been opened, and the whole scene inside can be seen clearly.

Chen Yun felt like he was on the set of an ancient martial arts movie. The overall architectural style was red bricks and green tiles, and there were many cold weapons placed on both sides of the yard.

If Chu Shan and his son had not been standing at the door, he would not have dared to go in without permission, as he would have felt like he was there to challenge them.

Seeing Chen Yun getting out of the car, Chu Shan took a few quick steps forward, his attitude very enthusiastic: "Mr. Chen, welcome, welcome."

Chen Yun looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was nearly two meters tall, and couldn't help but look up slightly. It was still the coldest time of the year, and Chu Shan was only wearing a thin coat. One could clearly see the tight and powerful muscle lines all over his body, winding and undulating like a dragon, full of explosive power.

The first impression Chu Shan gives people is that he is very honest and simple, and he speaks in a muffled voice.

But Chen Yun understood that anyone who could run a martial arts school of this scale must be no ordinary person, otherwise he would have been eliminated by this era long ago.

Chen Yun didn't put on any airs and said with a smile: "Uncle Chu, there's no need to be so polite, just call me by my name."

"Haha, then I'll take advantage of my age, nephew, come in quickly."

Chen Yun followed the father and son into the house.

Chu Xinwen's mother was carrying a dish out of the kitchen. "This must be Mr. Chen, right? I always hear our Xinwen mention you. You always take care of him."

"Auntie, you are so polite. I often trouble you to make soup for my wife. Now she has become greedy and loves to drink the soup you make."

These words made Chu's mother very happy. Which chef doesn't want his or her dishes to be recognized?

"We are all family, so don't be polite. Let your uncle accompany you for a drink today. There are some dishes in the kitchen. I'll go get them."

Chu Shan pulled Chen Yun to sit down, poured a full glass of wine and placed it in front of him: "Try your aunt's cooking. Drink more today, and I'll let that brat drive you home later."

"Okay, uncle, I won't go home until I'm drunk today."

After the dishes were served, the four of them gathered together and chatted about family matters, but no one mentioned the purpose of their meeting today.

This is the drinking culture. No one can talk about serious matters unless they are drunk.

After dinner, Chu Shan and Chen Yun came to the study and made tea.

Chu Shan smiled and said, "Nephew, I invited you here today for no other purpose than to talk about my disciples."

Chen Yun had already guessed what he wanted to say. Now most of the people in the martial arts gym were under his command, and the master must be feeling uneasy if he didn't show up.

Chu Shan sighed and continued, "Martial arts schools nowadays are not what they used to be. The career options for those of us who practice martial arts are getting narrower and narrower. We either work for rich people or find a job as a security guard."

"To be honest, if I hadn't found a job with you, my disciples would have been ordered around by others and wouldn't have earned much money."

Chen Yun smiled and waved his hand: "Uncle Chu, you are too polite. Those brothers also make a living by their own abilities. If they don't have the real stuff, I can't take over everything."

Speaking of skills, Chu Shan's face was somewhat proud: "I dare to say that the skills of my disciples are absolutely acceptable. Even if they encounter any danger, they will never run away first."

"I believe in this, so I came here today to ask Uncle Chu if there is anyone reliable under your command. Just one will do, preferably a woman." Chen Yun's expression became a little serious.

Chu Shan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant: "Are those people not enough?"

"You should have heard of Qing Ning. She's not like Qing Xue, who's always by my side. So I want to find someone who can always be with her."

Chen Yun’s idea is very simple. Someone must follow Qing Ning 24 hours a day, otherwise he will always feel uneasy. Even if there is someone guarding the school gate, Qing Ning will always be outside alone. If she encounters any danger, it will be troublesome.

Chu Shan lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly looked up: "I actually thought of someone. I have a junior sister from the same sect, who is in her 20s and should meet your requirements."

Chen Yun was overjoyed: "Sure, I can absolutely trust Uncle Chu's Junior Sister."

"However, I can't make the decision for this junior sister. I need to ask her first. Besides, her personality is a bit... hard to describe."

When Chu Shan said this, his expression was obviously unnatural, as if he was talking about something that gave him a headache.

Chen Yun had a bad feeling in his heart that would give Chu Shan a headache. This little junior sister might not be simple.