Lu Bu’s Life Simulator

After the Second World War, the world entered a period of relative peace, but it was not that there were no disputes, but that the disputes had changed from apparent wars to another form.

"Father, this computer has big problems and many problems, why do you keep studying this?" Lu Wenqian asked curiously as he looked at Lu Bu who was studying computer data when he came back from the martial arts hall. . .

"Let you study more, but focus on practicing martial arts?" Lu Bu glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Do you know how troublesome the first generation of steam engines are? Although the age of steam has passed, how many times have the steam engines been updated? The later results, the steam engine that just appeared, is not as good as handwork, this new thing, you have to try, and after you try it, you can say whether it is useful or not, these should be easier for you young people to accept than us."

For the cultivation of his two sons, Lu Bu mainly guided them and chose the direction of development according to their interests.

Maybe Lu Bu's genes are too good, and Lu's family is well-off, so Lu Wenqian and Lu Wenkun's physiques are far beyond ordinary people. When they were young and vigorous, they liked to practice martial arts all day long. Fight with people.

Especially the eldest son Lu Wengan, who was proficient in Xingyi and Tai Chi at the age of sixteen, and Lu Bu, a god-level doctor, helped him take care of his body. Because of Lu Bu's perennial guidance, Hua participated in many battles and was able to overwhelm him.

But the so-called boxing is afraid of the young, and in a few years, with Lu Wengan's talent, Wan Zonghua may not be able to suppress him.

After World War II, when he returned to San Francisco, Wan Zonghua wanted to inherit the family business and opened his own Tai Chi martial arts gym in San Francisco. As a brother who followed Lu Bu through life and death, Lu Bu naturally took good care of Wan Zonghua. Hua has been with Lu Bu for a long time, and he has learned something more or less. Now he has established a Chinese Martial Arts Association in San Francisco, and basically all the martial arts halls in San Francisco have joined it.

Under Lu Bu's guidance, Wan Zonghua absorbed a lot of modern training and fighting skills. Over the years, he came to consult Lu Bu from time to time, integrated these things into boxing techniques, and created his own Tai Chi.

He now has a deep understanding of what Lu Bu said back then. His Taijiquan is extremely powerful, especially in recent years, he has integrated the experience summed up on the battlefield and the various fighting techniques he learned in these years into boxing. Wu Yi has improved to a higher level, and he is completely different from the little follower who followed behind Lu Bu who didn't know anything.

"Recently, a man named Bruce Lee came to San Francisco. He is good at martial arts, but he even teaches foreigners. Uncle Wan is a little dissatisfied. Why don't you just clean him up?" Hearing his father say these things again, Lu Wenqian quickly changed the subject .

"Is it glorious to bully the small with the big? Besides, there is no rule that my Chinese martial arts cannot be spread to the outside world. This young man is more open-minded than you, Uncle Wan. This martial art is also a way to grow through communication. The result of being self-sufficient is to only look at others. Go beyond yourself." Lu Bu shook his head helplessly, his eldest son is a martial idiot.

"Father, you don't know martial arts, and you don't understand even if you tell me. I'm going to meet Bruce Lee, weigh him, and give Uncle Wan a break!" Lu Wenqian shook his head.

Lu Bu: "..."

He also practiced some boxing techniques on weekdays, but at his current level, martial arts could not help him so much, so all he practiced were health-preserving boxing techniques that dredged Qi and blood. I don't know martial arts...

"Uncle Lu participated in the war back then, and my father said that a hundred of my fathers would not be able to defeat Uncle Lu!" Wan Ruonan, who came in with Lu Wenkun, couldn't help retorting. At home, he often heard his father talk about Lu Bu. In Wan Zonghua's heart, Lu Bu was a god, and over time, Wan Ruonan also worshiped Lu Bu extremely.

"My father is called strategizing." Lu Wenqian shook his head. Lu's family taught them to be relaxed, and Lu Bu encouraged them to persevere, but he would not interfere with their choices. Of course, Lu Wenqian knew about Lu Bu's participation in the war, but think about his own family. Dad's appearance on weekdays is mostly strategizing like those strategists in the book, rather than a fierce general before a decisive battle. Besides, what era is this? Do you use a gun when you go to the battlefield? Lu Wengan believed that his father was a sharpshooter, but if you said that he was not a good husband, or even defeated a hundred Wan Zonghua, then Lu Wengan would never believe it.

"Hello, Uncle." Wan Ruonan ignored him and saluted Lu Bu.

Beside her is Lu Wenkun. Although he also practices martial arts, this son only regards martial arts as a way to strengthen his body. He prefers to study science. In this respect, Lu Bu likes it quite a lot.

"Well, Ruonan is here. It just so happens that today the chef cooks Anhui cuisine, which is your favorite. Come in and have a seat." Lu Bu nodded and let Ruonan take a seat.

Ruonan grew up here since he was a child. Although Wan Zonghua now has his own family, Ruonan still likes to run here, and gets along well with brothers Lu Wengan and Lu Wenkun.

"Father, Ruonan may have to stay here for a few days." Lu Wenkun sat down and said to Lu Bu.

"Okay, the room is still reserved for you, and you quarreled with your father again?" Lu Bu put down the book, looked at Ruonan and smiled.

"I was bullied at school. No matter right or wrong, Uncle Wan let Ruonan bear it, and he would not fight back. Fortunately, a Hong Kong master named Ip Man came to help. When we arrived, he had already been beaten away." Lu Wenqian was somewhat Sorry.

"Who? Dare to fight against Ruonan?" Lu Shuxian, who came down from the upstairs, was a little surprised. San Francisco is not dominated by white people. There are not many Chinese who dare to challenge the Wan family.

"It's not that Becky, she's jealous of Ruonan, she took her bullshit boyfriend to find trouble, because her father is an immigration officer, she's close to the Marine Corps, and doesn't take Ruonan seriously." Lu Wengan said dissatisfied. : "Father, why don't you remove the shitty immigration officer?"

"Nonsense!" Lu Shuxian shook his head and said, "If it is because of the children's conflicts, I will clean up my father. If it gets out, I don't know how those newspapers and media will arrange us. Besides, the Chinese Exclusion Act has just been passed by you in recent years. Dad is useless, at this time, letting your father take action because of this kind of thing, firstly, it will appear petty, and secondly, it may intensify the conflict between Chinese and white people."

Lu Shuxian has controlled the Hanting Group for these years. Now the Hanting Group has completely established its foundation. At the same time, it has a good social image both among whites and Chinese. It is precisely because of this wealth that Lu Bu began to let Lu Shuxian arrange the entertainment industry. Mastering the direction of public opinion, Hanting company is not enough in this respect, Hanting needs an entertainment company to export the image of Hanting to the world.

This son knows everything, but he only focuses on scientific research, which makes Lu Shuxian very upset.

What makes Lu Shuxian even more regretful is that neither of the two grandsons has inherited all of Lu Bu's advantages, and they have no interest in controlling the Hanting Group. Lu Bu is also in a semi-retired state now, basically leading a group of scientists to conduct research and development, the company's affairs It all fell on him alone.

Of course, Lu Shuxian also admitted that the direction given by Lu Bu was correct. Over the years, relying on their super strong scientific research team and location in San Francisco, they have opened up the market in the fields of automobiles, home appliances, and catering. These have brought rich returns to Hanting Group.

But he is old after all, his son...he can't say anything, one of the two grandsons is obsessed with fighting and fighting, and the other is obsessed with research. He is really afraid that after a hundred years of himself, this huge Hanting group will no longer be in charge.

Now we can only place our hopes on the third child in Wen Yue's womb. It's a pity that it's a daughter, but it's better than nothing.

"Father, don't be so nervous. San Francisco is a reasonable place. We have been in business for so many years, let's not say it is absolutely fair, but we can't let others bully us. Zong Hua doesn't want to cause trouble for us, but we still have to be fair when we are bullied. Please, don't provoke people, but don't let people think that we are easy to bully, Yuan Long." Lu Bu shook his head and raised his head to shout.

"Young Master, Master." A middle-aged man came in and saluted Lu Bu and Lu Shuxian.

"Go and notify the lawyer, let the police intervene in this matter, and follow the legal procedures, and do whatever you want." Lu Bu looked at the housekeeper and said.

"Yes, master." Yuan Long nodded in agreement, in San Francisco now, the Chinese can't be bullied casually, let alone those who are from the Lu family.

"Uncle, there's no need to be so troublesome." Wan Ruonan said quickly.

"Let him go." Lu Shuxian sat down, let Ruonan sit beside him and said with a smile: "Your uncle is right, you have to keep silent if you are bullied, it will make people feel that we are weak and can be bullied, and the one who saved you People... are the one Wen Gan just mentioned..."

"Ip Man." Lu Wenqian said hastily.

"Master Ye, it's not big or small." Lu Shuxian glared at him, looked at Ruonan and said, "I can't be rude if I help you. Please come and thank me some other day."

"Yeah." Wan Ruonan nodded and said, "I heard that Master Ye wanted his son to come to study, so I'll ask my father to write a letter of recommendation for him when I go back."

"Well, we are all compatriots, so help if you can." Lu Shuxian nodded.

"Come on, I've inquired. That Ip Man is Bruce Lee's mentor. I don't think Uncle Wan will agree." Lu Wengan poured cold water on him.

"Bruce Lee? Who is this? How did you mess with Zong Hua?" Lu Shuxian frowned.

"Uncle Wan doesn't like him teaching martial arts to foreigners," Lu Wenqian said.

"In this way, no matter what, people have helped Ruonan. Whether or not to pass on the art is a dispute of ideas, but people have to repay if they help. That child Zonghua is stubborn and doesn't listen to persuasion. Ruonan, you can directly send Master Ye I have to thank you for bringing me here." Lu Shuxian looked at Ruonan lovingly and said.

Ruonan was close to Wen Kun, and he was a member of the Lu family, so he would probably come back in the future. Lu Shuxian was looking at him as his grandson's wife.

"Well, thank you Grandpa~"

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I didn’t think carefully, and I didn’t expect it to be so serious at the beginning, so that not only was the writing tied up, but now everyone reads fragments, and the other knowledge is also blamed for not checking it out clearly. I will try to be more rigorous in the future.