Chapter 228 [Vajra]

Zhang Daren's abnormal reaction seemed normal to Jiangcheng. They thought this guy was lustful and was a little lost when he saw this Korean girl looking pretty.

But South Korea was a little unhappy. It was rude to stare at others like this and look so unscrupulously.

The Korean girl was obviously unnatural when she was seen, and the translator made mistakes one after another. Finally, she stopped and looked at Zhang Yang coldly and said, "Sir! Do you know that it is rude to stare at others like this?"

Zhang Yang dared to swear to the sky. This girl even spoke with the same voice as Chun Xueqing. Things in the world are so evil! Zhang Yang just stared at her pretty face, not paying attention to what she said, and she seemed to be stunned.

Yan Xinjian, deputy mayor of Jiangcheng, also felt that Zhang Yang's performance was too shameful, and coughed and said, "Xiao Zhang, what do you think?" He was helping Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang shook his head and realized his incompetence. He smiled and signaled the Korean girl to continue.

Park Ji-sin said, the Korean girl simultaneously translated: "Our RG Group agreed to replace the equipment for Jiangcheng winery and replace the existing ssii-viia type with ssii-viib type..."

Liu Jincheng was deeply relieved when he heard him say this. After working hard for many days, he finally got an ideal result. He was about to say a few polite words.

Park Ji-sin said again: "But I have several conditions. First, Jiangcheng Winery needs to officially apologize to us. Second, we are not replacing it for free. You must compensate for the difference between the two models. You are responsible for all the costs incurred in the middle!"

The Korean girl continued to translate.

Before she could finish her words, a disdainful laughter sounded in the venue. The laughter was naturally caused by Zhang Daguan. Everyone turned their eyes to Zhang Yang, and Zhang Yang stared at Park Ji-xin: "I can give you a clear reply on behalf of Jiangcheng Brewery now! First, we are not asking for replacement of equipment, but requesting returns. Second, you must bear all the losses caused to Jiangcheng Brewery. Third, you must formally apologize to Jiangcheng Brewery!"

The Korean girl glanced at Zhang Yang coldly and laughed and conveyed his meaning to Park Ji-shin.

Park Ji-xin said loudly: "That's just nothing to talk about?" His eyes looked at Yan Xinjian. Of course, he knew that Yan Xinjian was the head of Jiangcheng. But Yan Xinjian's reaction was very calm, and he whispered: "Director Xiao Zhang's opinion represents the opinions of our delegation!" At the critical moment, he stood beside Zhang Yang and gave Zhang Yang strong support.

Park Ji-sin nodded vigorously, stood up with a blue face. He took two steps, trying to use this action to protest Jiang Cheng's attitude, but suddenly his eyes turned dark, his body shook, and he fell to the ground.

People around him exclaimed in unison, and several Koreans surrounded him in panic. Yan Xinjian and the others also surrounded him. They were kind-heartedly helping. Unexpectedly, several Gaoli Bangzi were very excited and shouting loudly. Park Ji-xin's assistant actually punched Yan Xinjian in the face. He stabbed the hornet's nest. When he saw that the mayor was beaten, his secretary Xiao Wang rushed up bravely. Liu Jincheng also went up. Xiao Wang Wenwen was weak and was knocked down by Park Ji-xin's assistant before he could even lean on it. Liu Jincheng had brute force, and with so many days the actions of RG Group were depressed. At this moment, he vented all of them. He punched the boy's chin, making his lips break and he fell to the ground.

There were four Koreans who followed Park Ji-shin, two of whom were Taekwondo masters. Seeing Liu Jincheng taking action, the two immediately joined the battle.

Although Liu Jincheng was very powerful, he had not received professional training and was kicked by one of them and took several steps back. If Zhang Yang had not supported him, he would have fallen and fell.

A Korean screamed and jumped up to kick Liu Jincheng's face. Zhang Yang pulled Liu Jincheng away, and his left hand flew out like lightning, avoiding the other party's flying kick, and grabbed the guy's crotch. With the scream of the Korean, Zhang Yang fell heavily to the ground from mid-air. Before the other Korean had raised his legs, Zhang Yang had already taken a step forward and bullied him in front of him at an incredible speed. He punched his lower abdomen, which made him squat down with his belly.

Although Yan Xinjian was punched for no reason, he also knew that this guy misunderstood. If the matter was too big, the impact would be bad. He shouted: "Don't be excited, it's important to save people first!" He immediately called 120.

The Korean female translator also hurriedly stopped several Koreans.

The Korean trade group lived on the 14th floor. When they heard a fight on the upstairs, more than 20 Koreans rushed up shortly afterwards. Zhang Yang wondered. He didn't even see who the Goryeo sticks were on. They were very brave. The tempers of these people were really smelly and hard in the pit.

At this conference, doctors from the Provincial People's Hospital were on duty here. I heard that someone sent troops and arrived here as soon as possible. Park Ji-xin had a sudden heart attack and had nothing to do with anyone.

After he was taken away by an ambulance, China and South Korea were still eyeing each other.

Yan Xinjian and the head of the Korean delegation came forward to persuade both sides to go back.

Liu Jincheng knocked down one, Zhang Yang knocked down two, Yan Xinjian was punched, Xiao Wang was knocked down, and Liu Jincheng was also slightly injured, but neither side was seriously injured.

After hearing about this, Executive Vice Governor Zhao Jiting came to the scene and scolded Yan Xinjian. Yan Xinjian was also very aggrieved, so he had to argue with Zhao Jiting. It was the Koreans who took the initiative to attack, and they fought back in self-defense.

Zhang Yang didn't take this fight seriously. He always thought about the Korean beauty translator. If this unpleasant episode hadn't happened, he would have to talk to her.

Liu Jincheng blew up, but he still felt uncomfortable. After all, the problem has not been solved yet. Zhang Yang comforted him and said, "It's okay. If they dare to be the first day of the lunar calendar, we dare to be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. These Goryeo sticks are shameless. I not only want them to return the goods but also ask them to compensate them!"

Liu Jincheng sighed. Originally, this matter was not going well, but there was another dispute today, and it was probably even more difficult to return the goods.

A angry voice suddenly sounded outside.

Zhang Yang and Liu Jincheng looked at each other for a while. When they walked out, they saw a tall Korean man shouting loudly there. He was Park Ji-shin's son Park Jung-yeon. He had just gone to the hospital to see the old man and was sure that his father was safe. Then he came to find justice for them Koreans.

Park Jung-yi could speak a few Chinese words, but he seemed a little stiff. He shouted: "Who hit our people?"

"Me!" Zhang Yang walked out with a smile.

Park Jung-yi looked at him coldly, and Deputy Mayor Yan Xinjian and others came out of the room when they heard the news.

Park Jung-yi pointed at Jang Yang and said, "Follow me!"

“Where to go?”

"Go to the rooftop!" Park Jung-yeon pointed upstairs.

Zhang Yang shook his head helplessly. He really didn't want to hit someone. This Goryeo stick had to be brought up to beat him. It's paralyzed. Seeing that you were so sincerely abused, I will satisfy you today. He and Park Jung-yi walked towards the elevator, and Deputy Mayor Yan Xinjian called out: "Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Yang turned around and smiled, "Don't worry, Mayor Yan, I won't embarrass Jiang Cheng."

"I'm asking you to take action!"

Park Jung-yi is the champion of the Taekwondo amateur group in South Korea for three consecutive times. He is very confident in his own level, so he dares to be so arrogant and come alone to challenge Zhang Yang.

The two of them walked through the stairs to the rooftop and stood on the twenty-eighth floor. The night wind blew, and they looked at the lights in the distance. The night in Dongjiang was extremely beautiful, and Zhang Yang stood quietly in the center of the rooftop.

Park Jung-yi whispered: "My name is Park Jung-yi!"

"Zhang Yang!"

Park Jung-yeon nodded, he suddenly rushed forward, kicked with a flying wheel, Zhang Yang took a few steps back, avoiding his turn of kicks. Park Jung-yeon's footwork was first-class, and after landing, he turned around and kicked sideways.

Zhang Yang easily avoided the situation. He laughed. Zhang Yang had taken time to understand several famous martial arts schools in the world today. Taekwondo was first called Tang Shoudao, which was nothing more than a branch that was interpreted and transformed from Chinese martial arts. They said that the principle of concentrating the whole body's strength at a blow point also comes from the unity of waist and horses in Chinese martial arts.

There are two other ways to hit the force in Taekwondo. One is to concentrate the strength of the whole body at one point, and the other is to focus the target of the opponent. Concentrate all your strength on the tips of the bones such as fists, palms, fingers, feet, knees, elbows, and heads as the impact body. In a short period of time, gather the strength of the whole body to attack the opponent.

Although Park Jung-yi is a Taekwondo black belt ninth dan and has few rivals in South Korea, he is facing Zhang Yang today. His fighting skills are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Zhang Daguanren.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry to launch an attack, but used the soft power of Kong Ming Fist to resolve Park Jung-yi's attacks one by one. Park Jung-yi was like facing a ball of cotton. No matter how hard he tried, once he came into contact with Zhang Yang, he would be easily resolved by his soft power. Park Jung-yi became more and more frightened as the opponent's strength was obviously beyond his imagination. He shouted: "Coward! Why should I hide?" This sentence also contained wisdom. He wanted to arouse Zhang Yang's anger and let Zhang Yang compete with him with a few real moves.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You Koreans have secretly learned a lot of Chinese culture for five thousand years, but there is one thing you can't learn, that is the tolerance and humility of the Chinese!"

Park Jung-yi kicked the ball, Zhang Yang took a step back and said indifferently: "Your life, culture, customs, and habits are learned from our China. After learning so much, it's a pity that it's still the same superficial."

Park Jung-yi was angry by Zhang Yang: "Stop talking!", and his side kick was avoided by Zhang Yang again.

Zhang Yang smiled disdainfully and said, "For example, your Taekwondo has evolved from our traditional Chinese martial arts. What's so strange about it!"

Park Jung-yeon hit Zhang Yang's face with one punch. Zhang Yang raised his left hand to block his punch and whispered: "I will teach you something. If you punch and kick, you will have more rigidity but not flexible enough. If you are hard, you will easily break, and if you are soft, you will bend. The way of martial arts is to combine hardness and softness is the way to martial arts!" Zhang Yang's arm was shocked, and a potential was passed out to bounce Park Jung-yeon's arm away.

Park Jung-yeon kicked out, Zhang Yang took a ghostly step forward, and the other party naturally couldn't take a step forward. Park Jung-yeon wanted to punch, but Zhang Yang put his arms open, then withdrew his hands like lightning, clenched his fists, and banged! The ground bombarded Park Jung-yeon's chest.

Park Jung-yeon retreated repeatedly, and Zhang Yang's move was almost at its peak. Before he could stand firm, Zhang Yang's fist had already arrived less than an inch away from his face. It was too late to avoid it. Zhang Yang did not punch him and stopped half an inch away from Park Jung-yeon's nose. He was really free to retract. Despite this, the strong fist wind had already blew towards him. Park Jung-yeon could not open his eyes. He raised his foot and wanted to kick him. Zhang Yang had already seen his intention in advance and kicked him in the leg first.

Park Jung-yi groaned and withdrew several steps. Zhang Yang did not immediately launch the next attack. Park Jung-yi took a breath, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes. He had realized that he was no match for others at all, but the stubbornness and desperation of the Goryeo people still refused to admit defeat. He stabilized his mind and roared, attacking Zhang Yang like a storm.

Zhang Yang's movements became extremely soothing, but every move would inevitably be able to eliminate Park Jung-yeon's attack. Seeing the right time, he punched Park Jung-yeon's middle way and hit his chest again. Park Jung-yeon's blood tumbling, and his fists were no longer in order. Zhang Yang's fist wind suddenly changed, turning into a palm. Time seemed to stagnate instantly. The phantom of seven palms appeared in front of Park Jung-yeon. He knew that this was because the opponent's move was too fast, which made him temporarily retain his vision. His consciousness was unwilling to react in such a short time. Zhang Yang's palm was gently printed on his shoulder. Park Jung-yeon only felt that he was like falling in the wind for a long time. He was one of the ancient civilizations, not only South Korea, but also the Asian countries around him had been affected to varying degrees."

Zhang Yang said: "Ms. Jin has a deep understanding of Chinese culture!"

Jin Min'er smiled and said, "It's not deep. I have a Chinese teacher since I was home. I have been to China many times, but it's the first time Pinghai has come here."

Zhang Yang said: "If you don't know your identity, anyone will think you are Chinese!"

Jin Min'er smiled and said, "My Japanese is also very good. When I went to Japan, others also said that I was a Japanese girl. Maybe I have a strong language talent!"

Zhang Yang took a sip of tea.

Jin Min'er said: "I really can't tell that Mr. Zhang is also a master of kung fu!"

Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Flowers and embroidered legs are not considered real kung fu, and I can't even be a second-rate player in the country!"

Kim Min-er shook her head and said, "You are too modest. Mr. Park Jung-yeol is our top Korean Taekwondo master. I saw your battle yesterday, and he is not your opponent!"

Zhang Yang looked at Jin Min'er with a smile and said, "Miss Jin also knows kung fu?"

"I have learned Taekwondo and Tai Chi! If you have the chance, please ask Mr. Zhang for advice!"

"No problem!" Zhang Yang agreed readily.

Kim Min'er said: "We have already understood the matter of RG Group clearly. This matter should be a misunderstanding. After Mr. Park Ji-shin wakes up, he is willing to replace the equipment for China for free!"

Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "I think Ms. Jin doesn't understand what we mean. We must withdraw that set of equipment. This is not a misunderstanding. It's simply that RG Group is replacing the pillars. They are doing business fraud. Since they do something wrong, they will bear the consequences."

Jin Min'er said: "If you want to solve the problem, both sides must make concessions!"

"It's not a question of concessions, it's a matter of principle. Miss Jin, we Chinese like to treat each other with sincerity when doing things. If you have a friend who treats her sincerely, but she deceives you, will you continue to get along with her?"

Jin Min'er whispered: "It depends on what mistake she made!"

Zhang Yang whispered: "RG Group has touched our bottom line. If we don't plan to do things together, we will never do business with them!"

"Is there no room for maneuver?"

Zhang Yang looked at Jin Min'er's beautiful face and thought about it before saying, "For Miss Jin's sincerity, I will give them a chance. I must honestly admit my mistakes, publicly apologize to Jiangcheng Winery, replace the equipment stipulated in the contract, and bear all the losses caused by their actions."

Jin Min'er frowned.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Forget it, you are just a translator and you can't care about so many things. Don't let this matter ruin our mood for drinking tea!"

Jin Min'er also laughed and nodded, "You are a very good person. No matter what the final result is, I am willing to make friends with Mr. Zhang!"

At this time, the piano master came to the guqin and sat down, preparing to play the piano. Jin Min'er stood up and said, "Let me try!"

The zither stood up and flashed to the side. Jin Min'er sat down in front of the guqin. Qianqian's soft fingers gently stroked the guqin. A string of ancient and distant piano sounded indoors. Zhang Yang held the tea cup and was stuck there. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the past. Chun Xueqing's white clothes and snow were as picturesque as her eyebrows and eyes were playing with the guqin. This scene evoked the infinite memories in Zhang Yang's heart. Before he knew it, his eyes were actually wet. He was afraid that others would see his loss of composure, so he hurriedly turned his face and looked out the window.

Jin Min'er's gentle voice rang beside her: "Did I not play well? Mr. Zhang doesn't want to listen?"

Zhang Yang turned his face and Jin Min'er was surprised to find tears in his eyes. She suddenly remembered that Zhang Yang said that she looked exactly the same as a good friend of his past. Did her appearance evoke his sad memories? Jin Min'er couldn't help but feel a little guilty. She whispered: "I'm sorry!"

Zhang Yang's voice was low and slightly hoarse: "You played so well, it really looks like it!"

"If my appearance makes Mr. Zhang feel sad, I will try my best to avoid it in the future!"

Zhang Yang shook his head: "You are not her, don't avoid anything!"
To be continued...