The little fat man looked a little embarrassed. You must know that Wang Zhigang is now the golden signature of the Chu Family Martial Arts School.
Every time a student comes to sign up, they will first publicize Wang Zhigang's glorious resume without missing a word.
After listening to it, most of the students were excited and full of admiration.
Many people even paid a lot of money to get Wang Zhigang's personal guidance and teaching.
Could it be that the young man in front of him doesn’t understand the martial arts industry in Jiangcheng at all?
Even if you don’t understand the value of these results in the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Competition, haven’t you heard of Li Chongzheng’s name?
The little fat man scratched the back of his head and hurriedly continued: "Well... Well, sir, if you don't know much about martial arts, as long as you understand, Master Wang is the best choice. Now the registration fee for our junior students is 8,000 yuan each
During the semester, after registering, we can arrange for you the opportunity to be tutored by Master Wang in person. As long as you are talented, you may even be favored by Master Wang and become Master Wang's direct disciple..."
When the little fat man was talking about the introduction, trying to fool Qin Feng, the "student".
Outside, Chu Yueming is back.
After Chu Yueming got off the car, he saw the young coaches smoking at the door. He looked a little unhappy and frowned: "I have told you several times not to smoke at the door of the martial arts gym. Go and smoke. You have to smoke in the back. Next time
If you do this again, each person will be fined 50!"
"Master, you are always fined, why don't you let others do it?"
"That's it, what's the big deal if you smoke a cigarette when you're tired?? This is fined 50, that's 50, and the total salary is only a few bucks!"
"Is it necessary to hide in the back to smoke a cigarette? There's no one around anyway."
"..."
When they heard that they were going to be fined, several young coaches began to chatter dissatisfiedly.
Chu Yueming looked quite helpless, these coaches were completely out of control.
Wang Zhigang, who was sleeping, opened his eyes slightly and said: "You guys have stiff wings, aren't you? Don't you listen to what Master Chu said? Get behind you!"
"Yes, yes, brother Gang, you have spoken, of course we will listen."
"Okay, let's go, smoke in the back! Just in time to take a nap."
"..."
Several young coaches reluctantly left.
Chu Yueming sighed: "Look, it will only work if you speak, Master Wang."
"As a young man, I don't want to obey the rules. I just want to sell my old face. Don't ask too much from the owner. It's really unjustifiable and unnecessary to impose a fine for smoking."
"Yes Yes Yes."
Chu Yueming nodded, said nothing more, and continued walking inside.
After entering, he saw Qin Feng sitting in the rest area.
He immediately smiled and said: "Xiao Feng? When did you come here? You didn't even call Uncle Chu."
Qin Feng said: "I just came here for a while, and the young master said you would be back soon, and he didn't call anymore."
"Okay, just come here. I'm going to wash your face and I'll introduce you to the martial arts school later. Just wait for me."
After Chu Yueming finished speaking with a smile, he went to the bathroom.
The little fat man next to him was still thinking about how to negotiate "Qin Feng's business", but after hearing what the two said, he was suddenly confused.
"Brother...you...aren't you here to sign up?"
Qin Feng nodded: "Yes, no, I'm here to work."
The little fat man scratched his head and said with a shy smile: "Oh, that's it, I thought...hehe, I was embarrassed just now."
"It's okay, you did a good job."
Qin Feng said lightly.
Compared with the previous wave of young coaches who smoked in front of the door and criticized female clients, the little fat guy is already very good and very careful in his work.
As for Wang Zhigang, let alone mention it.
Soon, Chu Yueming washed his face and took Qin Feng to familiarize himself with the martial arts gym.
Qin Feng has been to the martial arts gym many times since he was a child. Although the store has expanded a lot year by year, he knows the basic facilities and environment very well.
It's just that the coach has changed in the past four years, so I don't know him.
After the introduction, Qin Feng learned that there are currently nine coaches in the martial arts gym.
Except for the two who are on vacation today, the only ones working today are six young coaches including Little Fatty, and the master Wang Zhigang.
"It's not too busy during the day. It's mainly at night and on weekends when more students come."
"Come, let me introduce you to our Master Wang."
Chu Yueming pulled Qin Feng to the front of the store very formally.
At this time, Wang Zhigang was still sleeping, and his smelly feet could be smelled against his nose from a long distance away.
Chu Yueming didn't dare to say anything. After all, Wang Zhigang was now the number one in the store, and many students came here because of Wang Zhigang's reputation. In addition, the young coaches only listened to Wang Zhigang.
Various factors made it impossible for him to afford offending.
"Master Wang, Master Wang?"
Chu Yueming shouted twice softly.
"What's the matter?"
Wang Zhigang asked with squinted eyes, a bit impatient in his words.
"Master Wang, this is the young man Qin Feng I mentioned to you two days ago. He will work in our martial arts gym from now on. Now that he is here, I would like to introduce him to you and get acquainted with him."
Chu Yueming bowed his waist slightly, smiled and spoke softly.
Looking at this situation, those who didn't know better thought that the person sleeping on the wicker chair was the owner of the martial arts studio, and Chu Yueming was just a wage earner.
"coming?"
Wang Zhigang reluctantly opened his eyes, glanced at Qin Feng, and then said with a smile, "This is your nephew who is a prisoner through labor, right?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Feng's face suddenly darkened.
And Chu Yueming's expression was ugly. He had always treated Qin Feng as half his own son. He was even more unhappy than Qin Feng when he heard others talking about this matter against Qin Feng.
But the person speaking now was Wang Zhigang, and it was hard for him to get angry.
He had to cough twice and say: "Ahem! Master Wang, give me some face and don't mention these things."
"Hahahaha, Master Chu, you are very stingy!"
Wang Zhigang crossed his legs, looked at Qin Feng and said unscrupulously: "Young people, don't take it to heart. Brother Gang, I just like to joke around. It doesn't matter if I do something wrong. Brother Gang, I am a brother I know in the world, sit down."
Not ten but eight of them have been imprisoned, all for trivial matters!"
"Yes, yes, it's all trivial."
When Chu Yueming saw this, he quickly cooperated and said with a smile: "Today is a good thing. I will treat you at noon. Let's pack up early and have a dinner together. Master Wang will be there soon."
"It's easy to talk about."
Wang Zhigang nodded and continued to sleep.
After Chu Yueming took Qin Feng away, he whispered: "Xiao Feng, Master Wang just speaks a little more straightforwardly. He doesn't have any bad intentions. You must not take it to heart."
"fine."
Qin Feng said lightly.
He knew that Chu Yueming was in a dilemma. There were some things that he didn't need to cause trouble for others. If it was time to take action, he could solve it himself.