"President Duan? What's wrong with you? Why do you look a little distracted today?"
In the Zhenhua Martial Arts Club's publicity club, when Cao Ying handed the agreed-upon "First Draft of Martial Arts Cultural Concepts" to Duan Haiping's desk, she discovered that something was not right about Duan Haiping today.
Mr. Duan, who is usually elegant, easy-going and calm in all situations, has been acting a little dazed since he came to work today, as if he has something on his mind.
"Oh, it's nothing. I just have some family issues and I can't think of a suitable solution for a while."
Duan Haiping, who realized that something was wrong with him, quickly found a suitable excuse and brushed off the problem.
After hearing that Duan Haiping said it was a family matter, Cao Ying didn't ask any more questions. After putting down the manuscript, she went back to work.
Since the last attempt to frame Lu Feng failed, the Party Affairs Office in Shanghai has shrunk like a tortoise. Even Xu Bowen has never contacted Cao Ying.
Cao Ying didn't know what to do next.
When Cao Ying walked out of her office, Duan Haiping's expression became strange again.
There is no way, anyone who is called by a ghost at night will doubt their life.
Duan Haiping never expected that the Lu Feng who showed good will to his side was the "ghost" who caused a commotion in Shanghai during this period.
Although Duan Haiping had not personally witnessed the actions of the "Ghosts and Gods" at Dongya Tongwen Academy, the Red Party's underground intelligence network was able to collect the details of the situation at that time.
Therefore, when he really faced such an incomprehensible existence, even with Duan Haiping's determination, he couldn't help but tremble.
But the problem is that this "ghost" who calls himself Lu Feng insists on telling Duan Haiping that he is actually a human being. He also said to Duan Haiping:
As a member of the Red Party, you have to believe in science.
Please, your existence is very unscientific, okay? You still want me to believe in science?
Duan Haiping was so full that he didn't know where to start.
Duan Haiping even had some doubts about what Lu Feng would look like under his mask. Could it be that he wore a mask not to hide his identity, but simply because he didn't want to scare me?
Fortunately, neither Lu Feng nor Duan Haiping pursued Lu Feng's identity any further. Instead, they turned their attention to the destroyer "Yayai".
With the combat power of "Ghosts and Gods" as a guarantee, Duan Haiping also felt that this matter could indeed be considered.
Besides, they were not asked to participate in the war. They were only asked to provide a ship with sufficient transport capacity to help transport back the wealth belonging to China on the "Yayyo".
This kind of thing is not too difficult.
But to be on the safe side, Duan Haiping did not agree directly. Instead, he told Lu Feng that he needed to confirm with his superiors.
In this regard, Lu Feng also said that there was no problem. After the two parties agreed on the code for the next meeting, Lu Feng left directly.
Duan Haiping, on the other hand, was so disturbed by this incident that he couldn't sleep well all night.
When he went out this morning, he had already passed on the specific information, but he just didn't know what kind of answer his superiors would give to such a mysterious and mysterious matter.
Duan Haiping patted his face and tried hard to adjust his emotions.
My abnormality is too obvious, which is not a good thing, especially since there are so many informants in Zhenhua Martial Arts School.
If you can't adjust in time, you may be noticed by someone who is interested, and your latent work will become extremely dangerous.
After almost regaining his usual feeling, Duan Haiping began to look through the manuscript that Cao Ying had brought over.
After Lu Feng proposed to create a positive, positive martial arts culture specifically for publicity, Duan Haiping has been searching for relevant information and creating what Lu Feng requested.
Duan Haiping is quite satisfied with the manuscript he currently has.
Cao Ying and the two classmates she called are indeed very talented and very good young people.
After reading it several times and changing a few words based on his own feelings, Duan Haiping was ready to take the first draft to Mr. Ma for review.
When he thought of the second master of Zhenhua Martial Arts School, a bunch of thoughts came to Duan Haiping's mind.
At the beginning, Duan Haiping was quite wary and wary of Mr. Ma because of the information given by other comrades in the organization.
However, after actual contact, Duan Haiping discovered that Ma Yu did not seem to be a bad person.
Duan Haiping can completely understand the fact that Ma Yu has frequent contact with Kuomintang agents and has a very close relationship. Under the current situation, if Zhenhua Martial Arts School wants to have a stable foothold, it must rely on some big force.
Moreover, Duan Haiping also keenly discovered the bugs in Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall, which shows that the Kuomintang is also wary of Zhenhua Martial Arts Hall.
As for Lu Feng's "squeezing workers", Duan Haiping also met those "workers" in the blacksmith shop in the first few days when he joined the company.
Unlike Zhang Renjie, who doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, Duan Haiping's experience in society can be said to be extremely rich. From just a few interviews, Duan Haiping was able to confirm that those were not "workers" at all.
Among the blacksmiths and steel factory workers he had seen, which one was not covered in dark skin and had calluses on his hands so thick and black that they were almost fireproof?
After realizing the misunderstanding, Duan Haiping's attitude towards Ma Yu also changed a lot, especially after Ma Yu "composed" the song "Men Should Be Strong", Duan Haiping's feelings towards Ma Yu became even more intense. Elevated to a higher level.
In his opinion, people who can write such lyrics must have deep feelings for the justice of their family and country. Such people are worth dating.
After sorting out his thoughts, Duan Haiping maintained his usual calm attitude, took the manuscript out of the publicity agency, and went to find Lu Feng.
Duan Haiping saw Lu Feng at the student registration office.
In other words, it is the membership registration office.
After Lu Feng came back yesterday, he once again made rectification requirements for Ding San and the others' work.
The apprentice recruitment registration desk is placed at the door, and the membership registration desk is placed in the inner hall of the martial arts hall.
The differentiation needs to be more obvious.
At this moment, Lu Feng was promoting the philosophy and teaching content of Zhenhua Martial Arts School to several foreign friends, and Li Qiujin was beside him to help explain and translate.
Everyone has their own circle, and Li Qiujin is no exception. Although he didn't do well in France at first, after arriving in Shanghai, Li Qiujin lived a relatively comfortable life thanks to his cooperation with Chen Qingnian.
Therefore, in the French circle in Shanghai, Li Qiujin still had a bit of a chance, so Lu Feng entrusted him to open up the Zhenhua Martial Arts market among foreigners for him.
A commission of 20 oceans per member.
Originally, Li Qiujin didn't attach much importance to this business. After all, he knew very well that Chinese Kung Fu was not popular among foreigners.
But what Lu Feng did in the Bund Park yesterday, even Li Qiujin was dumbfounded. Then he took this opportunity to quickly bring over many people in his circle who were also attracted by yesterday's performance. .
Under Lu Feng's arrangement, these French friends first took a group photo with Fomalhaut with the help of Mieko, and then watched the martial arts routines displayed by Li Qiujin.
Especially when they listened to Lu Feng's introduction and learned that learning martial arts in Zhenhua Martial Arts School did not require any kind of apprenticeship ceremony such as kneeling and worshiping, they all felt a little moved.
This is one of the reasons why foreigners are reluctant to go to Chinese martial arts schools to practice martial arts. The complicated apprenticeship etiquette and the too tight binding relationship make many people very disgusted.
Lu Feng actually understood this feeling very well. In future generations, if you went to school, you would have to kneel down and kowtow to the teachers of each subject first.
Are you happy?
Times are changing and society is progressing. If you want to avoid being eliminated, you have to make changes and adapt to the times.
In the eyes of Chinese people, it is a disadvantage that members cannot establish a master-disciple relationship with Jinshan, but in the eyes of foreigners, it is an advantage.
"Well, I make the decision. You can come and try it for free for a period of time. During the trial period, all services except clothing fees are free. If you think it is suitable, you can pay the annual fee. If you think it is not suitable, then we can get together. Let’s break up, how about it?”
After almost introducing everything that should be introduced, Lu Feng gave his own plan.
Several French people heard about such a free experience and agreed after thinking about it.
Duan Haiping came over only after Lu Feng asked Xie Ruisheng to take the preliminary members down to pick out training uniforms of suitable sizes.
"President Duan, what's the matter?"
"It's like this. Mr. Ma, you asked us to compile the martial arts culture concept of Zhenhua Martial Arts School. We already have a first draft. I'll bring it to you to take a look at."
"Let me see."
Lu Feng took the document from Duan Haiping's hand and read it in a few clicks.
Simplicity and competence are Lu Feng’s main requirements. No matter how well you write a promotional quote, no one will want to read it if it is too long.
"Yes, just follow this. President Duan, please contact someone to make a few wood carvings and stone carvings. Then they can be placed in the martial arts hall so that students can see them at any time."
"No problem, I'll do it now."
"Wait a mininute."
"What's the matter, Mr. Ma?"
"If you translate this passage, it would be best to make several different language versions. For example, French, English, German, and Russian versions, and make them together."
"this."
Duan Haiping pondered for a moment.
"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
"If it's English and Russian, the propaganda agency will have no problem, but when it comes to French and German, no one in the propaganda agency seems to know it."
"Then wait for a while."
Lu Feng looked at Li Qiujin beside him.
Isn't this someone who speaks French?
"Mr. Li, could you please help us translate this manuscript?"
Li Qiujin looked at the hundred or so words in Lu Feng's hand, nodded indifferently and said:
"No problem, not only French, I can also translate it for you in German."
"Do you speak German?"
"Of course, any questions?"
"No problem, I just feel a little bit sad that Mr. Li's family education really has a long history."
Lu Feng looked at Li Qiujin in front of him.
A Frenchman who speaks German, and then think about the current year.
Well, there's really no problem.
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