Chapter 401: Supreme Ultimate Fitness

Chen Hong is a bit unhappy; she doesn't want to train thugs, but wants to promote Supreme Ultimate.

In Gangdao, everyone has work to do; only she is idle and bored.

The kids have a nanny at home, leaving her very idle.

Only after she went out for a stroll and saw the martial arts hall did she find her life's direction.

As a result, you're telling me now that the martial arts hall in Gangdao trains triad enforcers.

Her legacy demands strict standards; mere bravery and ferocity won't do.

Yang Qing saw his wife facing a problem and came over.

"Wife, I have an idea; do you want to hear it?"

Chen Hong's eyes lit up, and she hugged him.

"Hurry up and say it!"

Yang Qing found a good spot and lay down.

"The old man's place is for self-defense; actually teaching a bit is fine. If you're not satisfied, you can take on female students—those white-collar workers in office buildings have fitness and self-defense needs."

"Your figure is so good; you can completely combine martial arts with body shaping."

"What do you think?"

Chen Hong found the idea appealing, but martial arts is her main profession; if she did body shaping, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

She complained.

"I want to open a martial arts hall, not a fitness center."

Yang Qing gave a hehe laugh.

"Wife, don't think I don't know; martial arts requires training from a young age."

"You can only take on child disciples."

"Opening a martial arts hall for adults fundamentally can't teach authentic martial arts; what you'd teach are just routines and techniques."

"If it's just routines and techniques, what's the difference from fitness?"

"Supreme Ultimate is inherently fitness; developing its body-shaping function would be very beneficial for spreading Supreme Ultimate Fist."

"Times are progressing; traditional martial arts must adapt to the times."

Yang Qing's words made sense, but she still felt a bit unwilling.

Who doesn't have a martial arts hero dream?

Having her do body shaping now is worlds apart, embarrassing.

Yang Qing added another sentence.

"You can also teach combat; international martial arts competitions are now conducted in combat form."

"If you train a few champions, the reputation of Supreme Ultimate will grow."

"In Yingjiang there's a guy named Li Long; his fist art is very popular there."

"He's won several championships already."

"This brings glory to the country."

This remark moved Chen Hong.

"Really? Has our national martial arts become famous in Yingjiang?"

"Tomorrow I'll bring back the newspaper for you, and you'll know."

Chen Hong decided to go ahead.

"Then I'll teach combat; I'll look into it."

Yang Qing chuckled.

"Where will the money come from? Running combat sports is expensive."

"Money? Don't you have some?"

Yang Qing rolled his eyes.

"If you're going to run a business, you must be self-sufficient."

"I've been putting money into it all along; how far can this combat venture go?"

Very red choked.

She doesn't know how to make money from running combat sports.

She grabbed Yang Qing's ear.

"Speak up, or I'll give you household chores."

Yang Qing, helpless, caught with evidence, could only confess.

"Didn't I tell you about body-shaping fitness?"

"I'm telling you, women who can do body shaping are all wealthy; you can totally do fitness and combat at the same time."

"Using fitness money to support combat, being self-sufficient—how great is that?"

Yang Qing just wants Chen Hong to develop Supreme Ultimate Fitness Exercise; in a few decades even pole dancing could be used for body shaping—it's unreasonable that Supreme Ultimate, with such excellent effects and the ability to strengthen the body, would not be allowed.

Spreading Chinese civilization is everyone's duty.

Taking advantage of the upcoming kung fu craze, making national martial arts professional, functional, and commercial is a great opportunity.

In a few decades, everywhere will be karate dojos, taekwondo studios, and muay thai gyms, while martial arts halls will be few and far between—partly because national martial arts are too disorganized, and partly because martial arts haven't undergone professional, functional, and commercial development.

Chen Hong knew this was a scheme Yang Qing had designed for her; it felt familiar, as he had done the same thing in Jingcheng.

Yang Qing was responsible for coming up with ideas, she for implementing them.

The feeling of mutual understanding returned again, and Chen Hong was very happy.

"You're right, I'll listen to you,"

"Where should I open the gym? I'm not familiar with fitness; should I find a professional?"

Yang Qing said grandly.

"Go to Zhong Huan; there are many office buildings, many wealthy women, and many women needing professional services."

"Let's buy a floor of a commercial building and set up a large fitness center."

"If we're doing it, let's make it the best."

Zhao Man Ting glanced enviously at Chen Hong, then glared at Yang Rong.

Yang Rong was unfairly dragged in; what does this have to do with me?

"Daughter-in-law, your husband provides the property, and I (Mom) provide the equipment."

"I understand fitness; I'll make it high-end for you."

Seeing Zhao Man Ting speak lightly, Yang Qing intentionally interjected.

"Mom, I think we need a pool, showers, a sauna, a professional kitchen, a fighting ring…"

. What do you think of that?

Zhao Man Ting felt her heart ache; this will drain Mom's money.

The son is screwing Mom over.

Yang Qing watched Zhao Man Ting's trembling face, feeling delighted.

But seeing Mom about to explode, he quickly changed his tone.

"Mom, you handle the arrangements; I'll provide the money."

Zhao Man Ting then smiled.

"Good, not bad for my son—unlike your father, a pauper."

Yang Rong was unfairly dragged in again.

Qin Huairu envied them from the side.

What a huge undertaking this is.

Envy aside, she now distinguishes the big and small kings; being able to move in is already good—what more do you want?

Our life is already heavenly; we shouldn't be dissatisfied.

She reminded herself to fulfill the duties of a minor wife.

She suddenly thought of Liu Ru Yan, who had gone to live a decent life in Japan; she didn't know how she was now.

After learning that Liu Ru Yan was someone living well in Japan, she felt a bit angry; now she feels nothing.

Many things aren't within her control, and Yang Qing seems to be using her for something.

Otherwise, Liu Ru Yan wouldn't have money to live well in Japan.

At midnight, Yang Qing entered Qin Huairu's room.

Today Chen Hong was a bit agitated; he'd been tormented enough.

He came to Qin Huairu's place to seek balance.

Qin Huairu was scolded by Yang Qing, tormented, and kept calling him 'dad'.

An hour later, Yang Qing slept, feeling relieved.

Qin Huairu, however, was spaced out, unable to come back to herself for a long time.

After a long while, Qin Huairu uttered a sentence.

"Refreshing."

Although she was tired, she didn't rush to sleep.

She felt she should go get the ring.

To gain status, she still needs to bear a son.

Otherwise, she'll be a maid for life.

Having made up her mind, Qin Huairu felt great.

I, Qin Huairu, still have a chance.