Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1194 Falling in Love

"I'd love to take them all!"

The sixth brother rubbed his hands together, his eyes darting around, "Those female martial artists, they look like promising talents."

"How about I, Fatty, train you... I mean, instruct you? What do you think?"

Jiang Xiaochuan had long suspected this guy had ill intentions, and immediately said sternly, "Since these people have joined Tenglong, they are one of us."

"If you want to have fun, go ahead, but within my company, reckless behavior is absolutely not allowed."

This is a crucial period for Tenglong to build its reputation, so how could he let Lao Liu act so recklessly?

Moreover, if we give in this time, who knows what even more outrageous demands this fat man will make next.

"Damn!" Old Six curled his lip, his face full of disdain. "Look at how stingy you are! Who knows if you're just hiding something and trying to take advantage of your proximity?"

He got more and more excited as he spoke, almost spitting on Jiang Xiaochuan's face, "Let me tell you, you can't keep this kind of good thing to yourself..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lao Liu suddenly froze on the spot as if he had been struck by a pressure point, his eyes staring straight at the door.

Jiang Xiaochuan, whose head was already throbbing from his nagging, frowned upon seeing this and said, "What are you doing now..."

"The one surnamed Jiang..."

Lao Liu's voice suddenly became ethereal, like a dream, "I... I think I'm in love."

These abrupt words startled Jiang Xiaochuan, who instinctively turned his head in the direction of his gaze—

Before anyone knew it, Tang Ran was already standing quietly by the door.

Instead of wearing her usual smart and capable outfit, she changed into the cheongsam that Jiang Xiaochuan had previously chosen for her.

The elegant colors and well-fitting cut perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, making her look like a beauty who had stepped out of a classical painting, irresistibly drawing the eye.

No wonder even someone as fearless as Lao Liu was dumbfounded.

Even Jiang Xiaochuan himself secretly admired it.

This outfit is even more stunning than when I first saw her try it on.

Jiang Xiaochuan also noticed that she was carrying a delicate handbag.

However, he was not naive enough to think that it contained only ordinary cosmetics.

Before Jiang Xiaochuan could even begin to introduce her, Lao Liu rushed to Tang Ran's side in a flash.

"This young lady looks unfamiliar."

"My surname is Wang. My friends in the martial arts world give me face and call me Sixth Master. May I ask how you should address me, young lady?"

Tang Ran didn't even lift her eyelids at the sixth brother's eagerness, and simply turned aside to walk away.

But Lao Liu was like a stubborn plaster that he couldn't shake off.

She moved an inch to the right, and Lao Liu would grin and block her an inch to the right, like a moving fat wall.

Tang Ran frowned, but Lao Liu's face was plastered with an innocent, carefree smile, making it impossible for her to lash out.

"Please don't be so formal, young lady,"

Old Six rubbed his hands together, trying to make his smile seem sincere and reliable. "I've been around in Beijing for so many years, I still have some influence."

"If you ever encounter any trouble in the future, just let me know..."

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head helplessly, but Lao Liu's meddling saved him the trouble of dealing with the fat man, and he could finally have a proper talk with Zhao Wu about serious business.

"Master Zhao, may I speak to you in private?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at Zhao Wu, who was standing to the side with a somewhat complicated expression, and extended an invitation.

Zhao Wu raised an eyebrow. He and Jiang Xiaochuan had a history of "attacking each other" in the octagon, and he couldn't help but harbor some resentment.

But then he thought again that he had witnessed Jiang Xiaochuan's strength firsthand, and if the other party really wanted to harm him, it wouldn't matter where he was.

He gritted his teeth and let Jiang Xiaochuan lead him to the small reception room next door.

The two entered the small reception room, which contained only a square table and two wooden chairs, making it suitable for private conversations.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Xiaochuan took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, uncorked it, and a body-tempering pill that was smooth and exuded a faint medicinal fragrance rolled into his palm.

Without any pleasantries or preamble, Jiang Xiaochuan directly raised his hand and handed the pill to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu was stunned for a moment.

He had already prepared himself mentally for all sorts of things before he came: either to be retaliated against by Jiang Xiaochuan or to be forced to sign an unequal contract.

To everyone's surprise, the other party didn't mention the old grudges at all, but instead handed over a precious Body Tempering Pill right away.

"Young Master Jiang, what's wrong...?"

Zhao Wu's gaze was unconsciously drawn to the pill. His eyes lit up, and his fingers trembled slightly, but he resisted the urge to take it immediately.

He knew perfectly well that there was no such thing as a free lunch, and that Jiang Xiaochuan must have a purpose behind this pill.

"Means nothing."

Jiang Xiaochuan stuffed the pill into his hand, saying, "I'm not a petty person. As for the matter of the octagon, everyone was acting in their own self-interest, so it's not a personal grudge."

"Now that we have an employer-employee relationship, I don't want to take advantage of you. There's something I'd like to ask you. Consider this pill a consultation fee."

Zhao Wu held the still-warm pill in his hand, the real touch making him relax his guard a little.

He was used to insincere and evasive behavior, so Jiang Xiaochuan's straightforward approach made him feel at ease.

"What does Young Master Jiang want to ask? I will not hide anything from you, as long as I know it!"

Zhao Wu said solemnly.

"What's the current situation of the grandmaster at Rising Dragon Boxing Stadium?"

Jiang Xiaochuan got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wu sighed, "Young Master Jiang, you may not know this, but Tang Long hasn't shown up at the Rising Dragon Boxing Arena for several days."

"Now the six major families are looking for him everywhere, and the boxing ring is in complete chaos."

Jiang Xiaochuan chuckled inwardly—Tang Long wasn't hiding; he was probably still recovering in the mall's restroom.

He remained calm and gestured for Zhao Wu to continue.

"Now that there is no one in charge of the boxing ring, all the grandmasters are thinking about switching sides, and many of them have already been in contact with the six major families."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Xiaochuan and frankly said, "To be honest, Young Master Jiang, the reason I came to Tenglong this time is to see what kind of conditions you can offer. If the treatment is not good, I also plan to try my luck at the Situ family next."

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart tightened.

If all the grandmasters of Rising Dragon are taken by the six major families, his plan to strengthen Tenglong will fall through. He must act first.

His first thought was to personally go and recruit them with sincerity, but then he realized he was in a dilemma.

A while ago, he caused a huge disturbance at the Rising Dragon Boxing Stadium, turning the place upside down and making those masters lose face.

Not everyone is as pragmatic as Zhao Wu.

His personal visit might just stir up old grudges and backfire.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xiaochuan felt even more that sending Zhao Wu was the most suitable option.

“Master Zhao, if I give you Grandmasters a Body Tempering Pill every month, and an extra Meridian Opening Pill as a year-end bonus…”

"...How many grandmasters do you think would be willing to come to Tenglong?"

Jiang Xiaochuan inquired.

"what?"

Zhao Wu's body trembled, and he almost dropped the Body Tempering Pill in his hand.