Wealthy Chapter 576

Thoughtless Mountain is on the outskirts of Ningcheng.

One of the two most famous mountains in Ningcheng is Wusi Mountain, and the other is Fengming Mountain.

Fengming Mountain is famous because of the Fengming View, while Wusi Mountain is famous because of the hot springs on Wusi Mountain, and there are hundreds of hot spring hotels, large and small, everywhere around Wusi Mountain. There are also some of the most famous hot spring sanatoriums in the country.

The Thousand Clans is a sect where the main martial art is Chien-jutsu. But to the outside world, this is just a martial arts school called the Thousand Fists.

I later found out that originally, there was no clubhouse for the Thousand Clans, and this Thousand Fist Pipe was founded with money donated by my father, so in principle, the former kung fu school should be considered Junran’s property.

My dad thought that since we all needed a place to get together anyway, we might as well have a guild house and still be open to the public. Teaching Chien Kuen Kwan to the public was out of the question, and it wasn’t something that everyone could easily learn.

The Thousand Clan wasn’t short of money and when they were short of money they went to Las Vegas for a game, which is why the Thousand Clan had a very bad reputation in the jungle.

This Thousand Boxing Gym is even more of a plaything. I have read Jun Ran’s annual financial report and the Thousand Boxing Gym hardly deserves or earns anything.

I originally thought the Thousand Fists gym was no different from a normal martial arts school, maybe a few tatami mats on the floor and students wearing practice clothes and practising kicks behind floor-to-ceiling glass.

But when I got there, I was dumbfounded.

Is this a martial arts school?

The building in front of me was seven or eight storeys high, but it was actually four storeys, as each storey was two storeys high as an ordinary residence. The building was concave in shape, with the main building looming large in the middle and the secondary buildings on either side.

The concrete staircase in front of the main building is divided into two sections, and between the two staircases there is a platform that can accommodate hundreds of people.

This is not a martial arts school, this is more like a library.

I didn’t go to university, but Meng Meng did. Meng Meng showed me his graduation photo, taken in front of the university library, and I’m afraid it’s not as grand as the boxing hall of the Thousand Fists.

It’s no wonder that everyone in the jianghu looks down on the Thousand Clan, it’s not a matter of looking down on them, it’s jealousy, naked eye red.

I’m afraid our Junran building doesn’t even have this grandeur.

“This is the Thousand Fists Pavilion? This martial arts school is so rich?” I asked the driver.

“This is one of our landmarks in Ningcheng, it is indeed rich, I heard it was invested by a tycoon from Tong City.”

I got out of the car and went up one level on my crutches.

I didn’t realise when my legs were fine that going up the stairs turned out to be such a hassle.

When I got to the front door, I was about to call the moon full of bows when one of the group of people at the door, who were gathered around to discuss the situation, saw me.

They whispered something.

Then a man with a microphone came running towards me, followed by a cameraman carrying a camera.

Honestly, the two of them startled me, as if they had come to seek revenge.

I didn’t really want to be on TV, so I blocked my face, but they didn’t let me off the hook and the camera was still pointed at me.

“Sorry, I don’t want to be on TV, can you please stop filming?”

The female reporter apologised, “Excuse me, we are here for a short interview, may I ask what you are doing here at Thousand Fists?”

I hate reporters like this, they don’t understand human language, I’ve already said I don’t want to be interviewed, but they still want to shoot me in the face with a camera.

But this kind of journalist is also the one I can’t afford to offend. If I say something too harsh, maybe he will go back and edit me into a mess, I don’t know what he will do.

I said politely, “Then give me a code. I’m here on a trip and I happen to be here to see my friend. And no, I don’t do interviews.”

“Your friend is from the Thousand Boxing Gym?” The female reporter looked as if she had seen a treasure, her eyes glowing, “Then may I ask, have you watched our recently popular online variety show Who’s the Real Hero in Ningcheng? As a friend, do you have anything to say to the people of Thousand Fists?”

I was a bit impatient, what was wrong with this person, I had said twice that I wouldn’t do the interview, but it was like she had a filter on her ears, automatically filtering what I said that I didn’t want to do the interview.

I said, “What’s there to say? Life is beautiful, ignore the psychos. You can go to court for malicious editing that violates your right to reputation? What do you expect me to say?”

The female reporter’s pretty face reddened for a moment, probably not expecting me to speak so directly.

Chu Xiaoxiao and I had said that there were some women in the media circle who entered the circle at a young age and would think they held the power of speech and thought they were so self-righteous, but in fact such people knew nothing.

I thought I could be let go now, but to my surprise she stopped me and continued to ask, “It looks like you support traditional martial arts?”

I asked in return, “What about you? It looks like you are the one who doesn’t support traditional martial arts.”

In fact, this is all a game of words, if I say I support it, they add a few subtitles and probably cut me out as a foolish and ignorant person, but if I say I don’t support it, they can shape it the other way around.

Before she could answer, I pulled out my phone too and she panicked for a moment, holding her hand over her face to stop me from taking the picture.

“I didn’t agree to be interviewed by you, please don’t film it.”

I laughed and said, “I said I wouldn’t do the interview, but just because your machine is bigger than mine, does that make you entitled to it? Cut all my footage for me, and if I find out you used it, wait for a lawyer’s letter.”

I leaned on my crutches and headed for the front door, the female reporter was behind me with her nose out of joint, stomping her feet and shouting, “What a man, no gentlemanly manners!”

Gentlemanly? She thinks she’s a woman and the world gives her the green light.

I didn’t mean to make things difficult for her, but as soon as I came up here, I saw that the door of the Thousand Fists Hall was closed.

This means that the Thousand Boxing Gym is not willing to accept their interviews at all. They gave them the closed door straight away, but they still don’t want to go away and catch passers-by here for an interview, not to make a fake interview.

I was going to call Moon Full Bow, but just then the door opened from the inside.

A young boy in his teens waved at me nervously, “It’s Zhang Chao, isn’t it? Come on, come in, don’t let those people find out.”

I tried to dodge in, but my crutches wouldn’t allow it, and my sluggish movements still showed the men behind me that something was wrong.

“Hurry! Hurry up, people, the door is open!”

The group caught up with me like zombies and, to be honest, took me by surprise. They were fast enough to go to the Olympics, and it didn’t take them long to catch up to the door, hating the idea of shoving the microphone and camera through the door first.

The young man inside was terrified and shouted anxiously, “Get in here.”

I wanted to get in, but there was only enough room to squeeze a leg through the door, so how could I get in?