"What? Don't want to write?" Zhang Junping glanced at Li Wenjuan and asked with a smile.

"No, I'm willing to write!" Li Wenjuan was so frightened that she trembled and quickly ran behind Zhang Junping with a flattering smile and squeezed his shoulders.

Zhang Junping is usually very nice to them, but if he makes a mistake, it is also a real punishment and a real beating.

It doesn't matter if you are a boy or a girl.

"As long as you are willing to write! Think carefully about what I just said to Dashan." Zhang Junping held the tea cup and slowly sipped the tea.

"Xiangzi, after get off work, you should take a detour and inform your Aunt Tian and ask her to send the child to me tomorrow. From now on, the three of you will live in the same room." Zhang Junping thought for a while and explained to Xia Guoxiang.

Since you have accepted them, you must be responsible for them.

What does it mean to be a disciple? That is to live and eat with the master, accept the influence of the master day and night, and learn skills under the master's words and deeds.

"Master, junior brother and the others are only six years old, aren't they a little too young?"

"Six years old is still young? You have already reached the age of foundation building." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

The foundation building here is not the foundation building in the novels about cultivating immortals. In fact, in Chinese culture, the foundation building has a very broad meaning. There is a foundation building theory in boxing practice, a foundation building theory in literary studies, and the same applies to music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

This is not to discriminate against widows, but it is really difficult for two lonely women, Tian Shumei and Mrs. Zhou, to educate children with sound minds and morals.

It is a rare achievement to be able to ensure that children do not go astray and can still learn well.

But a person with a sound mind not only includes learning and morality, but also a character in dealing with others.

"As a senior brother, you should always take care of me." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

Zhang Junping has already decided to let Brother Huaizhi come over and live with Xia Guoxiang. Of course, if Tian Shumei and Mrs. Zhou are reluctant, then he won't force it.

Everything is conditional.

Then from now on, Huai Zhi and the two of them can only be entry-level disciples.

Beginners are also apprentices. Zhang Junping will also teach what needs to be taught, but he will not teach it without reservation.

Because the entry-level disciples are not the heirs of the mantle.

While Zhang Junping was teaching his apprentices, Zheng Dongmei knocked on the door and came in.

"Sister Zheng is here, please sit down quickly! I'll make tea for Aunt Zheng!" Zhang Junping greeted with a smile.

"Manager, the results of the end-of-month assessment are out, please take a look!" Zheng Dongmei handed a handwritten form to Zhang Junping.

"Okay! Let me take a look!" Zhang Junping took the form and glanced at it, his face suddenly darkened.

Although there were only five students who failed, although the results of the others were passing, they were not very good. On a 100-point paper, the highest score was only over 70 points.

The foundation is too poor.

It's not entirely their fault, they are all delayed children.

"These five, inform them not to come to work tomorrow." Zhang Junping returned the form to Zheng Dongmei.

"Manager, there is Guo Meizhen's son inside."

"So what? Guo Meizhen was not happy, so she asked her to come to me! I read the test paper, and they were all very simple basic questions.

There are a total of twenty-six letters and more than twenty words. In one month, I still failed the exam. This is not a question of whether my brain is good or not, but a problem with my study attitude.

What's wrong? You think it's Guo Meizhen, so I have to give you face?" Zhang Junping sneered.

"I said, let alone Guo Meizhen's son, even the secretary's son, if he fails the exam, I still won't give him that face!"

"Okay! Let's inform them now!" Zheng Dongmei didn't say anything more, Zhang Junping's attitude was already very clear.

"Xiangzi, you go with your Aunt Zheng." Zhang Junping told Xia Guoxiang.

"Manager, are you worried that I am showing favoritism?" Zheng Dongmei was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid that you will be selfish, I'm afraid that some people will do bad things on impulse." Zhang Junping explained with a smile.

Zhang Junping's concerns are not unreasonable. A young man of twenty years old was expelled. Such a shameful thing happened to him.

Anyone would be angry. He got so angry that he beat up Zheng Dongmei who announced the result. This is not unusual at all.

Why, many factory leaders are so tolerant of those gangsters who are absent from work and causing trouble, that is, those wearing shoes do not touch those with bare feet.

A young man doesn't know what's serious. If he beats himself up, even if he comes back with severe revenge, so what.

Those who should be embarrassed are already embarrassed.

If you meet a ruthless person and give yourself a knife, where can you go to reason?

Although Xia Guoxiang has not yet practiced boxing with Zhang Junping, he has been practicing pile skills for half a year, which is the basic pile skills of authentic internal boxing.

In addition, Xia Guoxiang has been exercising his wrist strength in the past month or so.

Against a few young people, you won't suffer a loss.

Sure enough, not long after, Zheng Dongmei came to Zhang Junping's office with a livid face and angrily.

"Lawless, so lawless!

If Xiaoxia hadn't stopped me just now, several people would have come up to beat me!" Zheng Dongmei's voice was trembling.

Half angry, half scared.

"How many people did it?"

"Two! Just Guo Meizhen's son, and the son of the kitchen master Ma." Zheng Dongmei said angrily.

"Juanzi, go and call Guo Meizhen and Lao Ma." Zhang Junping turned to Li Wenjuan and ordered.

"yes!"

"Xiangzi, how's it going? Did you suffer any loss?"

"No, they don't have the strength to fight me. I grab their hands and they can't move." Xia Guoxiang scratched his head and laughed.

"Okay, this means that your Zhuang Kung Fu is pretty good. After you move here, you can practice boxing with me." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Okay! Thank you, Master!"

“You’ve already called me Master, but you still have to speak and write!

Let me tell you in advance that practicing boxing is a very painful thing, especially at your age when your muscles and bones have already formed and become stiff, which will make it even more painful." Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Master, I'm not afraid!" Xia Guoxiang nodded vigorously.

"From the moment you promised me, you have nothing to worry about!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Sister Zheng, I will definitely seek justice for you in this matter.

If their parents don't care, then find someone to take care of them!" Zhang Junping comforted Zheng Dongmei.

"I'm fine. I was just choked by those two little bastards. I've never seen anyone so arrogant." Zheng Dongmei has calmed down a lot now, and her face has color.

"Sister Zheng, I think we should set up a security team.

There are a lot of precious works of art piled up in our warehouse, and losing any one of them is a loss." Zhang Junping said, touching his chin.

"Yes! The manager is right. We need to set up a security team. Our works of art are all flammable. If someone causes trouble, setting a fire will be troublesome." Zheng Dongmei instantly understood Zhang Junping's intention.

I mean, follow his words.

"Well! Your Human Resources Department will write a report, I will apply to the Bureau, and then report to the Public Security Bureau to establish a Security Department." Zhang Junping said simply.

The security department and security are two different things.

The Security Section in this era has certain law enforcement powers and can use police equipment, which is a supplementary force to the public security.

After hearing that their son almost beat up the head of the personnel department, Guo Meizhen and Lao Ma came very quickly.

It took more than ten minutes to arrive at Nanxincang from BJ Painting Store.

"Manager, what's going on? I'm a very honest person, how could I hit someone?" Guo Meizhen said to Zhang Junping as soon as she came in.

“Xu Zhigang, he didn’t listen well in class, whispered to his classmates, and often molested his female colleagues.

This time in the end-of-month assessment, I got a score of 100, more than 20 points.

I asked Section Chief Zheng to announce my decision. If Xia Guoxiang hadn't stopped him, he and Ma Guoqing almost beat Section Chief Zheng.

Is this what you said, a good child?" Zhang Junping said coldly.

Sure enough, behind every bad boy, there is a doting mother.

Guo Meizhen came here not to apologize, but first to defend Xu Zhigang and absolve himself of the crime.

"Manager, my son is not good at studies, but that doesn't mean he is a bad boy.

What does it mean to molest a female colleague? Isn’t it normal to pursue girls and fall in love?" Guo Meizhen was unhappy and shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Guo Meizhen, I don't want to argue with you about what kind of person your Gangzi is. I asked you to come here just to tell you.

If you can't take care of it, I'll find someone and a place to take care of it." Zhang Junping didn't want to say any more useless words to Guo Meizhen.

I usually look like a nice person, a very warm and cheerful person, but why does he become so unreasonable when it comes to his son?

"Manager, my gangster didn't really hit anyone.

Chief Zheng, right? Did my gangster hit you?

Why did you deliberately target my gangster?

You really think I'm easy to bully, don't you?" Guo Meizhen pointed the finger at Zheng Dongmei again.
To be continued...