Chapter 179: Chapter 116: Is Han Lie That Awesome?_3
A group of old lechers enthusiastically chimed in, snickering as they exchanged off-color jokes for at least ten minutes.
By the end of the conversation, everyone was a bit tempted.
The dorm had its perks, but it truly lacked scenery and didn’t offer the ultimate "freedom."
Old Hu was desperately egging everyone on. "We don’t go out because we’re worried it’s not safe, but with a five-star hotel presidential suite, as long as the hotel management turns a blind eye, it can’t be busted by the police, right?"
Wang Hong and Liu Feiyu were very tempted.
This put Wang Xiaotian in a tight spot. He really didn’t have that kind of rapport with Han Lie.
In the end, it was Fang Tongzhi who managed to hold them back. "Cut the crap. Are we that close to Han Lie? Borrowing it once or twice won’t solve the fundamental problem; it’ll just leave us constantly itching for more. If you borrow it too many times, how could you have the nerve to ask again? Just stay put and chill in the dorm."
Old Hu muttered, "Even just borrowing it once for a party would be fine..."
Fang Tongzhi gave him a sidelong glance. "Haven’t Yingjun and I taken you guys to a party in a presidential suite before?"
Liu Yingjun caught on and mocked, "If you want to piss off Han Lie, go by yourself. Don’t drag everyone else into it. The rest of us don’t have designs on Pan Ge like you do."
Well, that completely shut Old Hu down.
However, once stirred, the mischievous impulse in everyone’s heart was hard to suppress. Such is human nature.
Wang Xiaotian was very efficient. He brought workers over the very next morning.
Drilling holes, screwing in bolts—eventually, two stainless steel rings were exposed, ready for use once ropes were attached.
Wang Xiaotian was eager to help Han Lie with the rest and asked earnestly, "Mr. Han, would you like to use safety webbing or climbing rope to hang from?"
After pondering, Han Lie had a sudden flash of inspiration. "Is there any sturdy white or red silk available?"
Wang Xiaotian was dumbfounded. "Huh?!"
Han Lie gestured as he explained, "The wider, the better, and it needs to be adjustable so it has more uses.
For example, I could remove the handholds below and wrap my legs around it from an inverted position to do those kinds of upside-down sit-ups that rely solely on core strength.
Or perhaps straight-arm climbs, mid-air horizontal pulls...
In short, silk wouldn’t chafe the skin and would offer much more functionality than safety webbing."
Wang Xiaotian listened, his eyes practically bulging. "Mr. Han, what kind of fitness regimen is that you’ve learned? Good heavens, it sounds incredibly grueling!"
Han Lie smiled without speaking. CF really is a hodgepodge of styles, still without a fixed system; anything can be incorporated into it.
The main reason Han Lie was adding to his workload and exercises was his desire to learn another martial art. Although he hadn’t yet found a reliable martial arts school, he could certainly start training his core Strength in advance.
"No worries, I was just idly speculating. I’ll look for it myself."
"Don’t say that!"
Wang Xiaotian grew anxious. How could he let an opportunity to be of service pass him by?
"Rest assured, isn’t it just some sturdy silk and various simple pieces of equipment? I have plenty of connections; I’ll definitely get it sorted for you today!"
Despite his rather inauspicious-sounding name, Old Wang was genuinely enthusiastic about getting things done.
Since he was so eager to offer a favor, Han Lie accepted with a smile. "Okay, then I’ll trouble you, Brother Wang. You have my number; contact me anytime."
"Alright, consider it done! See you this afternoon!"
Old Wang left in high spirits, and Han Lie didn’t linger in the dorm either.
He’d already made his boast; now, he had to get that presidential suite truly into his hands as soon as possible.
How to go about it?
Little Pan still has 4.5 million in pocket money, and I have properties worth over a million. If we average it out, we each have 2.7 million, right?
It’s just perfect that Xi Luting has backed off and no one’s causing trouble. Pan Pan, my dear, come on, let’s have a chat!
The crafty fellow had his strategy prepared and his act rehearsed. With a smirk, he dialed Pan Ge’s number.