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Chapter 451 - 425: The Treasures of the Laboratory

Chapter 451: Chapter 425: The Treasures of the Laboratory

"These Japanese devils are way too damn arrogant, look at them, claiming they want to challenge each of our Huaxia masters one by one."

A nearby youth, who was browsing the news on his phone, had just come across this article and instantly became enraged.

The grudges between Huaxia and Japan have a long history. When Japan invaded Huaxia, they brutally massacred people all over Huaxian land, committing every conceivable atrocity.

Even nowadays, there are still many farmers who find poison gas shells or bombs in their fields, remnants and evidence of Japan’s past crimes.

"Let me see." Another person took the phone and glanced at it, his expression turning sour, "This bastard is too arrogant; he’s going to get smashed sooner or later."

"Exactly, how dare a little Japanese devil spout such nonsense in our faces? I must go see this martial arts competition myself, just to see how this Japanese devil gets beaten up," the former person said indignantly.

Many might call them rash youths, but their passion for their motherland has never changed.

Even a poet once wrote, why do my eyes often hold tears? Because of my deep love for this land.

"It’s not just the Japanese devils; there are also Germans and Filipinos, all part of that martial arts troupe. Fuck! None of these people are good, with the German claiming one man is enough, and the Filipino boasting about defeating all of Huaxia."

"Damn it, I don’t think they’re here for an exchange; they’re here to challenge us!" The two of them already felt furious over an issue that involved national pride, always able to evoke a united hatred.

Hearing their conversation, someone else approached: "What’s going on?"

The initial young man passed his phone, "Look at this news; it’s so fucking infuriating."

The few people who came over and read the news also felt their anger ignite.

"Fight! Fuck ’em, who’s afraid of whom!" someone new added fiercely, slamming the table hard with a burst of anger.

This surprised the proprietress, murmuring to herself that if the table was damaged, they would have to pay for it.

"An international martial arts troupe? I only know that martial arts is the national essence of China—only Huaxia Kung Fu exists. I’ve never heard of any foreign martial arts; these folks are challenging us under the guise of our national treasure. All I can say is: haha, screw them."

"If we fight, let’s fight, don’t think we in Huaxia have no one," one person said, "With so many masters in Huaxia, dealing with these clowns is just a matter of minutes."

"Exactly, masters from sects like Shaolin, Wudang would absolutely make these devils lose their way north," one chimed in.

An elder joined in, saying, "If it comes down to it, I’ll bet my old bones and join in too."

The group buzzed with discussion, and Li Chen smiled to himself. He didn’t care much about this issue—martial arts exchange? Naturally, someone would step up, and Li Chen felt the same way: these people’s abilities were still too weak compared to the Huaxia Martial Arts Community.

It wasn’t that the Huaxia Martial Arts Community was very strong, but in terms of Kung Fu, it was truly the authentic tradition of Huaxia. Many techniques and inner strengths were unique to Huaxia, enough to handle the average person.

There were also many hidden masters in Huaxia.

So, Li Chen didn’t take this matter to heart.

"Burp!"

At that moment, Zhong Tian burped loudly, the scent engulfing the still drunken Ginseng Doll slumped over the table. The Ginseng Doll’s nose twitched slightly, then all at once it seemed as if its neck was being choked as it cried out, eyes popping open, the alcohol almost entirely gone as it looked like it was about to vomit and jumped away from the area.

Zhong Tian smiled sheepishly, seeming somewhat embarrassed as he looked at the protesting Ginseng Doll on Li Chen’s shoulder and earnestly said, "A Shen, I’m real sorry; I just ate too much."

"Hmph." The Ginseng Doll huffed and turned its head away haughtily, folding its arms, refusing to even glance at Zhong Tian but as Li Chen tried to stand, it teetered and quickly grabbed Li Chen’s collar.

The little rascal.

Li Chen chuckled inwardly, and after paying the bill, he said, "A Tian, I’ll take you to the company."

Zhong Tian wanted to be a security guard but hadn’t joined Lin’s Group because he hadn’t had the time before.

Taking Zhong Tian with him, Li Chen headed straight for Jinmao Tower, while the reconstruction of the previously bombed Lin Corporation Building was also halfway done, progressing rapidly.

Li Chen’s status had changed nowadays; as he walked into the building, many employees greeted him.

If you ask what kind of news travels fastest, it’s certainly the gossip. The day Li Chen and Lin Yi were seen together, news of their marriage spread throughout the company—now everyone knew the beauty of Linchuan had been plucked by him.

Li Chen found the security team leader and introduced Zhong Tian, who agreed immediately; thus, Zhong Tian officially began his career as a security guard.

Li Chen told Zhong Tian to wait for him after work so they could go home together. After settling these matters, Li Chen then went to the Fragrance Laboratory.

This time at Mong Kok Forest, those at the Fragrance Laboratory didn’t have any days off, so they were working hard in the laboratory these days.

Actually, most white-collar workers’ wish is not to work, but without work, there’s no money, which is the biggest contradiction in life.

"Yo, Mr. Cheen, you finally deigned to visit us old friends, huh?" Yang Zi saw Li Chen come in, and immediately teased him, "I thought you’d found a beautiful girl abroad and didn’t need us anymore."

Before Li Chen could speak, a female colleague beside him laughed and said, "Yang Zi, with that tone of melancholy, it sounds like Mr. Cheen hasn’t favored you recently, huh?"

The rest of the laboratory burst into hearty laughter, and Zhao Qi followed up, "I guess, last night his girlfriend kicked him out of bed because his snoring was too loud."

"Hahaha!"

Another burst of laughter erupted, and Li Chen also smiled, "You all know that place in Mong Kok is near Thailand, what beauties could there be? None of them are as good-looking as our Haitang girls, right?"

A working female colleague turned her head and smiled, "Mr. Cheen, don’t tease me, okay? I’m no beauty. If we’re talking beauties, isn’t it Qianqian?"

With these words, the people in the laboratory suddenly drew out their voices long, "Iiiiiii~"

Wang Qianqian was nearby, her face turned red with embarrassment when she heard the lab teasing, which made her look incredibly cute.

People are naturally sensitive about matters of the heart. There might not be anything in the short term, but over time, who is dating whom around them will definitely be something everyone knows inside out. You can’t hide it. If you don’t believe me, ask your mom if the girl next door is married, she’ll excitedly tell you her full horoscope, lifestyle, whether she has a perky chest or a big rear...

This is just an aside. The ambiguous relationship between Wang Qianqian and Li Chen was known to some extent by others. Now, with this collective teasing, while Li Chen, the thick-skinned guy, didn’t mind, Wang Qianqian wanted nothing more than to crawl into a hole.

"Cough cough, okay, that’s enough," Li Chen coughed a bit, "If you don’t get back to work, Brother Lei will see you, and then you’ll really be in trouble."

"Haha, that won’t happen." Zhao Qi laughed smugly, "Brother Lei’s gone to a meeting and won’t be back any time soon."

"Really? Zhao Qi, you’ve got some nerve."

Suddenly, Wang Lei’s voice emerged; Zhao Qi’s entire body shivered, and almost at the speed of light, he grabbed a piece of data from the table, "Brother Lei, I’ve completed this perfume analysis you asked for. Have a look, it has a large proportion of rose essence. I think..."

While talking, Zhao Qi looked up, only to be shocked. There was no sign of Wang Lei at the entrance—just Li Chen standing there smiling at him.

Seeing Zhao Qi’s reaction, the other colleagues were stunned for a moment, then the collective laughter erupted: "Haha, Zhao Qi, where is your integrity?"

"Zhao Qi, I really admire you, the change in your style is so fast I can’t get over it."

"Zhao Qi, I think there’s a job that’s perfect for you to play: ’Imperial Army wanted me to tell you this, haha.’"

The people in the laboratory laughed uncontrollably, Zhao Qi was speechless, looking at Li Chen.

Li Chen shrugged, "Don’t look at me like that, my voice just sounds a bit like Brother Lei’s."

"That’s no way to treat someone!" Zhao Qi said with a look of grievance on his face.

"Alright, alright, better get back to work, Zhao Qi, or when Brother Lei really does show up, you’re going to suffer again."

The other employees also said.

At that moment, Yang Zi spoke up, "Mr. Cheen, we’ve got a task at hand, now that you’re here, you’ve got to help."

"Okay." Li Chen said, and then he walked straight over to the lab bench, "Haitang, come and give me a hand."

"Yo, Mr. Cheen, I really shouldn’t. That assistant job is Qianqian’s task," Haitang playfully said.

Another round of laughter broke out. "Qianqian, go on, Mr. Cheen needs your help."

"Where should the hand be placed?" Yang Zi taunted, and Zhao Qi immediately chimed in: "Place it wherever you want."

Watching the two of them, one singing a higher pitch, the other joining in, everyone couldn’t help but burst into laughter again, a roar of laughter filled the room, with Wang Qianqian’s cheeks nearly blushing through, not knowing whether to stand, sit, or flee.

Li Chen felt helpless; thankfully, there was Wang Lei to keep them in line, otherwise, the whole laboratory might have been overturned.

"Alright, come on, Qianqian, give me a hand," Li Chen said.

Wang Qianqian gave a nod, her face blushing as she stepped forward.