Chapter 51 Master, this disciple really can’t stand it anymore!
The martial arts gym is very leisurely in the morning. Unless it is the weekend, the regular teaching time for students is usually arranged in the afternoon and evening.
The prescribed working hours from Monday to Friday are also after 9:30.
But Qin Feng has developed an unshakable habit of getting up early in his four years at Dragon Soul.
At 6 o'clock in the morning, I woke up on time, cooked porridge while my mother and Qin Tong were still sleeping, and then washed up.
While having breakfast, my mother, He Qinglan, asked me about my first day at work.
"Fortunately, Uncle Chu is also more caring."
Qin Feng said casually.
He didn't know what would happen in the martial arts gym in the future.
But my first day at work yesterday was indeed a tortuous one.
He Qinglan smiled: "Okay, that's fine. Your Uncle Chu has been taking good care of our family for so many years. You have to work hard and stop thinking about other things."
"Yeah, I know."
Qin Feng nodded.
He didn't intend to think about it. If it weren't for his mother and Chu Yueming's repeated requests,
Otherwise, he would not think about his own work within three months.
He Qinglan paused and said, "Also, why don't you treat Uncle Chu's family to a meal in the past two days as a way of thanking them?"
"Uncle Chu seems to have said that Yue Xi and her aunt went on a trip and haven't been in Jiangcheng these days."
"Then wait until they come back before inviting them."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements when the time comes."
Qin Feng looked at his watch, put down his bowls and chopsticks and said, "Then I'll go to work first."
"Bring another steamed bun, so you don't go hungry."
"I'm full, I'm full..."
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he grabbed his coat and ran out of the house.
When we arrived at the martial arts studio, it was only about eight o'clock, and the door was still locked.
After waiting for almost an hour, the little fat man He Qiang arrived with fried dough sticks.
"Brother Feng? You came so early. Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Fortunately, I've just been here for a while."
Qin Feng said lightly.
"We usually start work at 9:30, but there is nothing much to do in the morning. Except for me, they all arrive after 10 o'clock."
The little fat man said as he unlocked the door.
"So, you are responsible for opening the door every day, right?"
"Hehe, that's pretty much what it means."
He Qiang said with a smile, and then quickly made a cup of tea and brought it over: "Brother Feng, drink tea!"
Qin Feng waved his hand: "It's so early in the morning, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"
"Of course I have to drink it. When Wang Zhigang comes in every day, he first makes a pot of tea and then sits in the rocking chair. This is the master's rule."
"Brother Feng, you are much stronger than Wang Zhigang. From now on, you will be the master of our martial arts school. I even ordered a new chair for you online. It is two centimeters higher than Wang Zhigang's! Hehe!"
As the fat man spoke, he opened the mobile shopping app and showed Qin Feng the chair order.
Qin Feng glanced at it and said, yes, 69 yuan with free shipping.
"Return this chair, don't waste money."
"Also, I am not a master. We are all coaches. As for the broken rules of drinking tea and sitting on a chair, I don't need it. Just do your work!"
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.
He Qiang scratched the back of his head,
He knows better than anyone else that Qin Feng is much more capable than Wang Zhigang.
But as a person, Qin Feng is a hundred times better than Wang Zhigang!
Not only does he not show off, he also takes the lead in doing things himself.
You know, in the past, Wang Zhigang and Zhao Hai were not only late every day, but also left all the hard work to their junior coaches.
Everyone complained, but they didn't dare to speak out.
Now, such a powerful master Qin Feng is doing the hygiene himself, and he feels embarrassed if he doesn't do it himself.
So I quickly picked up the mop and broom and started working together.
And when I do things, I unconsciously work harder than before.
After cleaning,
Qin Feng went to the storage room again and took out the previously damaged training equipment to repair them.
The fat man didn't complain at all and was willing to go along with it.
It was not until half noon that Chu Yueming came to the martial arts hall with a dark face.
Just now, I accidentally rear-ended a private car on the road.
I took it private and paid 1,200.
I'm feeling depressed.
But as soon as he entered the martial arts gym, his eyes lit up.
Usually when he came, he would see Wang Zhigang sitting on a wicker chair, drinking tea with his legs crossed.
Zhao Hai, Zhang Can and others gathered at the door in twos and threes to smoke.
The martial arts hall is also in a smoky atmosphere.
As the master of a martial arts school, he naturally felt uncomfortable every time, but because of Master Wang Zhigang's reputation, he couldn't say much.
I can only endure it.
And here we are today.
The martial arts hall is clean and tidy inside and outside, and the floors are polished like glass, reflecting people's shadows.
Chu Yueming's whole mood felt much better.
At this time, the fat man was coming out holding a newly repaired arm strength machine: "Hello, owner!"
Chu Yueming asked: "Xiao He, where did you get this thing?"
"The storage room, Brother Feng just repaired it, there is still something above."
He Qiang said with a smile.
"Then you also do this hygiene?"
Chu Yueming asked.
He Qiang nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Brother Feng was the first to arrive. He was already there before I even opened the door. Then we did a general cleaning of the two martial arts studios, hehe!"
"Thank you for your hard work, I will give you a bonus this month!"
"That's great, thank you owner!"
The little fat man suddenly beamed.
Chu Yueming was also very pleased. It seemed that letting Qin Feng come to the martial arts gym this time was indeed the wisest decision.
Immediately go to the storage room and find Qin Feng.
"Xiao Feng, you've been busy all morning, let's take a rest."
"Okay, I'll get it done right away."
Qin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.
The martial arts studio specializes in ordering meals at noon.
Chu Yueming also ate together, sat at the table, and asked: "Where are Zhang Can, Zhao Hai and the others? It's almost 12 o'clock and they haven't come yet?"
He Qiang said hurriedly: "I asked about this before. They said I was sick and asked for a few days off."
"Asking for leave again? What about Master Wang?"
Chu Yueming frowned.
He Qiang said: "Master Wang's phone is turned off and he can't get through."
"What do they want to do! If you want to take leave, you can take leave? If you don't want to, then you can't come?"
Chu Yueming was furious. He hadn't settled the accounts with Wang Zhigang about what happened last night, and he started to stage the show again today.
He Qiang said: "Master, do you think this is a collusion between Master Wang and Zhang Can? If they don't come, it will be fine in the afternoon, but it will be troublesome in the evening.
They brought them all."
"Where are Xie Hua and Hu Tao? They were on vacation yesterday, shouldn't they be at work today? Where are they!"
Chu Yueming asked.
He Qiang hesitated and said: "Master, they...the two of them may not want to come."
Chu Yueming frowned and asked: "It's so good, why don't you come?"
"Maybe... it's because I was angry. Last week... it's hard to talk about this."
He Qiang wanted to speak but stopped.
Chu Yueming said in a deep voice: "What's not easy to say? What's going on? Please explain it clearly to me!"
Fatty He Qiang then said: "Last Tuesday, while you were away, Xie Hua and Hu Tao were beaten by Zhang Can and the others."