C90 Joining the Association

"I was wrong, I repent …" I shouldn't have taken such a dirty and vulgar idea to the bus, much less put my evil idea into action. At this moment, my heart was in extreme pain, and I was strongly condemned … "

On the street, the young man was kneeling on the ground with a sorrowful expression, as if he had done something unforgivable and kept confessing. The young man was racking his brain for words, wishing he could go back and read a few more years just to gain the old man's forgiveness.

After talking for a while, the little fellow finally raised his head and looked at Wang Deming, "Uncle, do you think my repentance is enough?"

Wang Deming calmly clasped his hands behind his back, and made a sound of acknowledgement, "It's still okay, you can go, today is a little tight, or else I'll have to make you write another review."

Upon hearing this, the young lad almost cried. Although it was only a few minutes, in these few minutes, Master Wang had let him experience a kind of dominating fear.

After letting the perverted guy go, Wang Deming regained his composure. He looked like a normal grandpa on the streets normally, but after witnessing the scene just now, everyone there broke out in cold sweat. This grandpa was not only tyrannical, he was also good at educating people.

"Let's go."

Wang Deming waved his hands and started walking again. A few minutes later, the two of them had reached the place.

The Jiangfeng City Martial Arts Association, from the outside, looked like a university. It took up quite a bit of space, but its buildings were a bit old-fashioned. Maybe it was because they were old, but from the looks of it, they were still extraordinary.

Wang Deming called out to the guard room, "Lao Liu."

An old man around sixty to seventy years old walked out from the guard room. He looked to be about the same age as Wang Deming, although skinny and frail, he had a strong spirit and his hair was white and shiny.

"Lao Liu, remember this, this is a new member of the association. In the future, you don't need to register to come to the association."

"Alright, I understand." The Uncle Liu chuckled, "You're saying that once you retire, you always come to bring new people to the association."

Wang Deming seemed to be rather familiar with this Uncle Liu, and was unconvinced with the age. "It's fine even if you have nothing better to do, so what if you retire, among the young people nowadays, some of their bodies aren't even comparable to mine."

Ye Lee stood at the side, perspiring slightly when he heard this. That's right, just now you personally kicked a robust young lad to the ground.

Uncle Liu looked towards Ye Lee again, seemingly curious. Someone who could make his old friend personally bring him here, was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Good day Uncle Liu, please take care of me in the future." Ye Lee smiled and greeted his.

"Yes, the young man is not bad." The Uncle Liu nodded.

After that, Wang Deming led Ye Lee inside.

While walking, Wang Deming explained to Ye Lee the origins of the martial arts association.

In 2003, an association of like-minded people was formed to promote martial arts and traditional Chinese virtues. At that time, the association was established through the active cooperation of the local government departments at various levels, making it a first-class department.

"Xiao Jiang, I've brought him here. You can bring the Ye to tour around the association." Wang Deming said after arriving at the office.

This person was called "Little Jiang", and he was about forty years old. He was a bit fat, probably because he was a bit fat in his middle years, but he had probably practiced some moves before. He should belong to the diplomatic department in the association, and was trying to recruit talented people.

"How can I not take the person you brought seriously?"

Jiang Tao immediately stood up from his office chair and enthusiastically extended his hand out, "Mr Ye, please advise me. I will give you all your documents in the afternoon.

"Yes, I can do that now." Ye Lee stretched out his hand, as he said politely.

"Then I'll leave the Ye matter to you, I'll leave first." Wang Deming said before he left.

Jiang Tao looked at Wang Deming's retreating back, then smiled at Ye Lee, "Elder Wang's personality is still so swift and decisive."

"It's quite swift and decisive." Ye Lee nodded in deep thought.

"Old Jiang."

Not long after, the two of them walked out of the office and a middle-aged man walked over from afar. He wore a white coat and was brimming with energy.

Jiang Tao smiled and replied: "Committee Leader Wang."

"You can just call me Teacher Wang. The Main Committee must have been very stiff in calling me that." Wang Yunjie looked at Ye Lee, who was at the side.

Jiang Tao laughed, but his way of addressing him did not change, and instead excitedly introduced him, "Committee Head Wang, this is Elder Wang, I brought him here, I want to get familiar with him at the association."

Ye Lee reached out his hand, and said politely, "Hello, Committee Leader Wang."

He smiled and said, "Young man, you're not bad at all. You're young and your body is good. Joining the association allows you to learn a lot of things, so I won't say much. I need to train my students, so that they can perform well in front of their leaders."

"Old Jiang, Vice President Wang's words are quite good. You have to take care of this rookie. The association needs this sort of rookie." After Committee Leader Wang finished, he left. From beginning to end, he did not even glance at Ye Lee.

Ye Lee retracted his hand, and was not embarrassed.

From their tone, Wang Deming should have already retired, but he should have a lot of prestige in the association as the former vice president.

Jiang Tao stood there awkwardly, then said: "Mr Ye, don't take it to heart, Committee Leader Wang doesn't have any other intentions."

"I'm fine." Ye Lee said with a smile, he did not care about this kind of thing.

In the president's office.

Knock on the door!

"Come in."

Jiang Tao opened the door and said, "President Guo, Elder Wang recommended this to come here, I'll report it to you."

President Guo, who was in the midst of working, replied with an "Oh" without even raising his head. After a minute, he put down his pen and stood up with a smile, "You're young and promising. You're indeed a good seedling."

However, he didn't care too much about this kid.

Ye Lee stretched out his hand and smiled, "President Guo, hello."

"Hello, please take a seat." Guo Hong sat down, then looked at Ye Lee: "I wonder what kind of martial arts Mr Ye practices?"

"Eight Trigram Palm." Ye Lee said.

"This is great." Guo Hong clapped his hands, "Ever since Vice President Wang retired, the position of Eight Trigrams Palm's main committee has been vacated, in another half a month, I will be going to the city hall to participate in the performance. The program I reported for had the Eight Trigrams Palm's program, and originally there was a headache, but now that Mr Ye is here, it's really giving me timely help, Mr Ye, how about you become the next head of the Eight Trigrams Palm's professional committee?"