Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Huang Feihong looked at Chen Wen, then glanced at the militia brothers in the factory.

Reflecting on the open, inclusive, and effectiveness-oriented martial arts philosophy I felt during the sparring session, I realized something else.

The last trace of hesitation in my heart finally vanished.

He took a deep breath, his expression becoming extremely solemn, and nodded vigorously:

"Alright! Brother Chen, I promise you!"

"Baozhilin is willing to merge and cooperate with your Yiwen Medical Clinic! Let's work together to make this happen!"

"Haha! Great!" Upon hearing this, Chen Wen's face instantly broke into a bright smile, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He immediately turned around and called out to Lin Shirong, who was peering curiously at the steam engine:

"Brother Lin! Let's forget about the machine for now!"

"Go and get that sign from the back warehouse, and replace the one we have in our factory!"

"A new brand?" Lin Shirong was taken aback, but still quickly replied, "Okay!"

He called over two quick-handed brothers and they ran rapidly toward the back of the factory.

Not long after.

Lin Shirong and his two brothers returned carrying a new plaque.

Everyone gathered around curiously.

The brand-new black plaque with gold lettering gleamed in the sunlight, displaying six powerful and vigorous characters.

Baozhilin Pharmaceutical Factory!

"ah?!"

"Baozhilin...factory?"

"This...this is..."

The onlookers were all stunned, looking at the new sign and then at Huang Feihong, who was equally astonished.

Finally, he looked at Chen Wen, who had a smile on his face.

Huang Feihong opened his mouth, looking at the plaque that was obviously made in advance, with a helpless yet amused expression on his face.

He shook his head and looked at Chen Wen:

"Brother Chen... when did you... prepare all this? Are you so sure I will agree?"

Chen Wen chuckled, his tone relaxed yet confident:

"It was only a matter of time. Master Huang, you're a reasonable person; it was only a matter of time before you agreed to cooperate."

"I'm just making the sign in advance to avoid having to deal with it later and wasting time."

He said this as if it were a matter of course, as if Huang Feihong's agreement was a matter of course and a natural outcome.

Lin Shirong and the militia men around him came to their senses.

At first, they were surprised, but then their faces showed genuine joy and excitement!

"Baozhilin Pharmaceutical Factory! Great! That's a great name!"

"From now on, we're part of Po Chi Lam! We're one of them!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Working under Master Huang and Boss Chen gives me peace of mind!"

"This factory has the Baozhilin name on it, so the medicine will definitely sell well in the future!"

Although they had agreed to work at Chen Wen's factory and be paid to eat, they still felt somewhat distant from him as if they were just there to work for him.

But now that the factory has the Baozhilin signboard, its meaning is completely different!

Wong Fei-hung was their respected and trusted master, and Po Chi Lam was a place many of them considered their final resting place.

This factory is now Baozhilin.

Then when they work here, they are no longer just doing odd jobs, but contributing to their own people!

This sense of belonging and closeness is something that money cannot measure.

Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Huang Feihong felt a deep sense of emotion.

But he still felt a little guilty and quickly waved his hand, saying:

"Brother Chen, you handled everything from the land and machinery to the capital of this factory. Baozhilin didn't contribute much."

"Even if we were to collaborate, it would only involve contributing technology and manpower. How could we directly use the 'Baozhilin' name?"

"This is... taking advantage of you too much."

"In my opinion, it would be more appropriate to take one character from each of our names and combine them to form a new name?"

Chen Wen shook his head repeatedly, his attitude resolute:

"Master Huang, there's no need for that. Taking one character from each sounds awkward and confusing."

"The name 'Baozhilin' is a golden brand! That's the reputation and credibility we value in manufacturing and selling medicine!"

"Using the name Baozhilin will make the medicine sell better, people will trust it, and our business can expand more quickly, saving more lives!"

He looked at Wong Fei-hung with clear and open eyes:

"As for whether I personally benefited or suffered a loss... Master Huang, to be honest, I don't care about that at all."

"Reputation? Profit? If I cared about these things, I wouldn't have opened 'Yiwen Medical Clinic' or run this thankless pharmaceutical factory."

"As long as we can accomplish this thing that benefits the country and its people."

"Don't even mention using your 'Po Chi Lam' name. Even if nobody knows who I am, what does it matter?"

These words, though spoken softly, resonated like thunder in everyone's hearts!

Don't care about fame and fortune?

Is your sole purpose to accomplish something and save more lives?

Would they even be willing to live in anonymity?

People strive for nothing more than fame and fortune, sometimes resorting to any means necessary.

Chen Wen's almost selfless spirit and ambition deeply moved everyone!

They were filled with even greater respect.

The look in their eyes as they looked at Chen Wen quickly transformed from gratitude, trust, and curiosity into a burning adoration that bordered on worship!

They have seen good people, kind people, and ambitious people.

But someone like Chen Wen, who has the ability, the means, and the insight, yet regards personal fame and fortune as fleeting clouds, and only wants to accomplish something seemingly impossible and benefit countless people...

They had never seen it before, or even imagined it!

Seeing everyone's expressions, Chen Wen waved his hand somewhat embarrassedly:

"Don't look at me like that. There's nothing to say. In this world, past, present, and future, there are countless people who have truly served their country and its people, yet how many of their names do we even know?"

"I may not be one of them yet, but I want to be one of them."

He spoke of it casually, but to everyone present it carried immense weight.

Liang Kuan and the militia members were even more excited.

They didn't understand many profound principles, but they could feel the weighty significance in Chen Wen's words.

My new employer isn't after money or fame; he wants to do some incredibly good deeds, and he doesn't even want to leave his name after doing them!

They had never even imagined reaching such a level.

In an instant, feelings of admiration, worship, and even a bit of looking up to them grew wildly in their hearts.

"Alright, alright, enough of this nonsense. Shirong, hurry up and hang the sign up straight! Everyone, get to your posts and get to work!"

"Yes, boss!" Lin Shirong replied loudly.

His voice was filled with unprecedented enthusiasm and respect, and he quickly adjusted the position of the plaque with his brother.

Huang Feihong was filled with mixed emotions.

He considered himself to be open-minded, having seen the world through Liu Yongfu's influence, and was willing to learn about new Western knowledge and strive to practice medicine and help people.

But today, after exchanging ideas and having a conversation with Chen Wen, especially after hearing his words that completely disregarded personal gain and loss, I felt deeply moved.

Huang Feihong suddenly realized that he had not done enough.

My vision and mind can be broadened even further.

Just like the philosophy of Jeet Kune Do, it should not be limited to fists and feet, but should be an attitude towards life and conduct.

By drawing on the strengths of various schools of thought, integrating them, and unifying all methods, we can achieve oneness.

Only to achieve a higher and more distant goal.

Just then.

Chen Wen seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned around, clapped his hands, and said loudly to everyone in the courtyard:

"Oh, right, there's one more thing!"

The crowd gathered around.

Chen Wen's gaze swept over the faces, and he said:

"I have several kung fu manuals here. Everyone can take them and practice them."