108 Necessary Self-Defense Measures
“You were right. It really bounced back, and even higher!”
On Sunday morning, as soon as Wang Heng arrived at the office in the Penguin building, he was called into Lu Qi’s office. Immediately after, he heard her say this.
Wang Heng shrugged. “Don’t get excited too soon. It’s still early.”
Lu Qi stood behind her desk, staring into his eyes for a long time. In Wang Heng’s gaze, she could still only find calmness and composure, without a trace of anxiety.
“Alright, let’s not talk about this,” Lu Qi quickly calmed down and changed the subject. “What have you been writing on the company computer recently?”
Before her voice had even faded, Wang Heng instantly perked up—this question had touched on a critical area, and it was up to him to see how he would perform.
Regarding that anti-yandere warning app, Wang Heng could think of many ways to install it on the phones of Han Yixuan, Ye Xun, and Pei Ningle without attracting their attention. But to install it on Lu Qi’s phone without being exposed seemed like an impossible task no matter how he thought about it.
In that case, what if he did the opposite and openly stated that he wanted her help to test it?
He considered his words carefully and said, “I recently tried writing a mobile app. The main function is… to transmit location in real-time and contact quickly.”
Lu Qi thought for a moment and asked back, “Isn’t WeChat good enough?”
Wang Heng explained, “No, this app I want to make isn’t for social communication, but for early warning in emergencies. For example, last time when Pei Ningle and I encountered kidnappers, if we had such an app on our phones, we could have escaped danger quickly. Of course, this also needs to be set up in advance. For example, if I set you as an emergency contact, and I can’t be reached for a certain period, it will send you an alert or something.”
“Locating the phone’s position and sending it to emergency contacts at any time?” Lu Qi mused. “So it’s a security app. But have you considered privacy issues?”
Wang Heng: “Of course I have, so I don’t plan to put it on the market to make money or attract investment. Writing it and using it for myself to prevent unexpected situations, I think that’s enough.”
Hearing him say this, Lu Qi couldn’t help but be puzzled. “Just for personal use, you need to write an app? We’re not politicians or secret agents. We don’t encounter any danger in our daily lives, do we?”
“We never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident…” Wang Heng’s tone held a hint of world-weariness.
He felt that the risks he faced were no smaller than those of politicians and secret agents. At least they didn’t have to worry that a single rejection could lead to a murder case.
Lu Qi asked again, “Then how do you plan to implement positioning? GPS or base stations?”
Wang Heng: “GPS, of course. The error of base stations is too large. But I haven’t written anything in this area before, so I’m not very familiar with it. I’m still trying while looking up information…”
Lu Qi: “Then there’s nothing I can do. I haven’t written anything related to positioning either, so I can’t help.”
Wang Heng: “No, I don’t need you to help me write code. Just wait until I finish writing it, and you help me test it. That would be great.”
“Of course, no problem.” Lu Qi didn’t hesitate and agreed generously.
Wang Heng couldn’t help but want to give himself a thumbs-up—what is winning without bloodshed? What is an open and aboveboard scheme? Truly a textbook-level wise operation.
**
Still taking the subway back to school, when Wang Heng walked out of the subway station in the evening, he received a flyer.
The person handing out the flyer also looked very young, probably only a little older than Wang Heng, but from his temperament, he didn’t look like a student of this school. He seemed a bit too energetic.
“Student, we are a newly opened shop. Are you interested in combat sports? Come and take a look!”
Wang Heng looked down at the flyer.
【Wu Bo Combat is open!】
【Whether you are a practitioner with a fighting foundation or a newcomer who has never been in contact with it, there are suitable coaches for you here, dedicated to helping you become stronger!】
【New store opening, sincerely recruiting members. Top up 200 and get 200 free! It doesn’t matter if you haven’t made up your mind, trial classes are 50 yuan for three sessions!】
Wang Heng pondered for a moment and asked, “What do you mean by trial classes?”
The flyer guy instantly became even more energetic and quickly replied, “It means you spend 50 yuan and can buy an experience of three classes. You choose the difficulty of these three classes yourself. You can learn techniques in any field you want. Our teachers are very professional, former professional fighters. Whether it’s ground rules or standing rules, it’s all fine.”
Wang Heng: “Ground rules mean the kind with jiu-jitsu chokeholds?”
“Yes, yes, yes! Rear naked choke, armbar, guillotine, these are all included. In addition, we also teach standing combat techniques, mainly Sanda and boxing. The ace teacher of our martial arts gym is a retired professional MMA fighter. His skills are absolutely professional!”
Hearing him say this, Wang Heng was a little tempted.
If he had practiced combat in the first timeline, he probably wouldn’t have died so easily, right? What was that saying again… when a hooligan knows martial arts, no one can stop him?
So Wang Heng said decisively, “I’ll buy your trial classes. I’ll decide whether to get a card after seeing the effect.”
The flyer guy said happily, “Alright! Then leave your contact information. Come over whenever you’re free. I’ll pick you up at the entrance of the martial arts gym!”
With that, he pointed to a shop not far away. It was on the second floor facing the street, with a sign 【Wu Bo Combat】 hanging on the large floor-to-ceiling window.
After exchanging contact information with the flyer guy, Wang Heng walked towards the school gate not far away. What he wanted to do now was to hurry back and ask that resourceful hamster—if he practiced martial arts, to what extent could he train?
**
Wang Heng returned to the dormitory, picked up the hamster cage again, and walked out of the dormitory.
As soon as the door closed, Fu Hanwen took off the headphones on his head, walked to Tang Hexing’s side, and patted his shoulder.
“Little Tang, have you noticed that Wang Heng always takes the hamster out recently?”
“Seems like it. What’s wrong?”
Fu Hanwen looked mysterious. “Guess, is he doing something shady with the hamster?”
Tang Hexing imagined it, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. “Impossible, right? The hamster is so small!”
Fu Hanwen: “Where did your mind go? I mean, Wang Heng takes the hamster out to please girls!”
Tang Hexing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “I knew it. How could Teacher Wang be perverted to that extent…”
Fu Hanwen frowned, realizing that things didn’t seem simple. He asked keenly, “Little Tang, is your thinking a bit perverted? What do you want to do to your little cat?”
Tang Hexing: “No, absolutely not! I didn’t think of anything, and I don’t want to do anything!”
