Start the liver experience with push-ups

Jiangdong District, Global Elite Fighting Club.

Morning, 9:30 AM.

At this moment, many people were rushing in, grabbing their bags and swiping them on the attendance machine.

Beep beep beep, the sound of clocking in was incessant.

Fang Cheng, carrying a shoulder bag, then stepped into the arena.

Seeing him appear, his colleagues immediately greeted him.

"Oh, Cheng, it's been so many days since we've seen you."

"I heard you took a vacation, where did you go? Was it fun?"

Fang Cheng smiled and responded to everyone's questions one by one.

Entering the locker room, he first put his bag in the locker, and then went to cancel his leave.

Although he was a sparring partner, his working hours were relatively flexible, but this time his leave was too long, so he still needed to report it.

Human Resources Department office.

"Cheng, Manager Li said that after you come back, you should go to see him immediately."

The HR specialist wearing glasses handed over a leave cancellation form, and then said.

"What's the matter?"

Fang Cheng asked with a slightly surprised expression.

The HR specialist said with a smile:

"Then I don't know, it should be a good thing."

Fang Cheng quickly filled out the leave cancellation form, then turned and walked towards the manager's office.

Knock, knock.

He knocked lightly twice.

Manager Li, who was sitting behind his desk, raised his head.

Seeing the figure coming in, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately stood up:

"It's Fang Cheng, you're back from your trip, how was it, did you have fun?"

While greeting him repeatedly, he warmly invited him to sit down.

The two sat down on the sofa.

Manager Li took the initiative to hand over the brewed tea, and looked at Fang Cheng with a bit of a smile, reaching out and patting his shoulder:

"Not bad, after going out for a trip, you seem to have become more energetic."

This attitude, like that of an elder in his family, and the generous praise, made Fang Cheng stunned.

He didn't know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.

About half an hour later.

The office door opened again.

Amidst Manager Li's enthusiastic farewell, Fang Cheng walked out with a slightly strange expression, and casually closed the door.

The content of the conversation between the two just now was mainly about work matters.

Manager Li told Fang Cheng earnestly that the chairman admired him very much, praising him for his good character, good temperament, and great physique.

Therefore, he wanted to invite him to be the image spokesperson for the club.

After hearing this, Fang Cheng almost spat out the mouthful of tea he had just drunk.

Aren't image spokespersons usually some well-known film and television stars?

Even if the company belongs to a fighting club, it should invite a sports star like Zheng Haokang to make sense, right?

Could it be that the company's finances have become so tight that they just randomly find someone to fool the boss?

Manager Li then explained that this was all the chairman's own idea.

Then, he introduced in detail the various benefits and treatments that could be obtained after becoming an image spokesperson.

The most important thing was that he could receive a spokesperson fee of 60,000 yuan per month.

According to Manager Li, the so-called "image spokesperson" is actually still a club employee.

A more accurate title could be called chief sales representative, club image consultant.

Fang Cheng felt a headache when he heard the word "sales".

Seeing this, Manager Li hurriedly explained his specific responsibilities.

The work task is very simple. Usually, he just cooperates with the club to shoot promotional advertisements and photo pictorials, and occasionally attends events. There will also be extra subsidies for each event he attends.

"So simple?"

Fang Cheng asked at the time.

"It's that simple!"

Manager Li nodded sincerely, and finally earnestly urged him to consider it carefully:

"The chairman really appreciates you, take this opportunity, and your future will definitely be bright..."

Fang Cheng didn't really care whether that mysterious Chairman Shen appreciated him or not.

The main thing is... he gave too much.

Although he could get a considerable income immediately after selling the antique, it was only a one-time deal after all.

If he accepts the job of spokesperson, then he can earn at least 60,000 yuan per month, which is a steady stream of stable income.

Moreover, the club is willing to offer a three-plus-two contract, which is relatively flexible.

Specifically, the first 3 years of the contract are a fixed term, and both parties need to perform their respective rights and obligations in accordance with the contract agreement.

After the 3-year term expires, if both parties have no objection, the contract will automatically be extended for 2 years, that is, the total contract term is 5 years.

Manager Li said that if Fang Cheng performs well, he can also increase the contract amount at that time.

After careful consideration, Fang Cheng made a decision.

Wait until he has read the specific terms of the formal contract before giving the other party an answer.

As long as he is sure that there are no controversial hidden clauses, he will agree.

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After all, no one would嫌 钱 多 (xián qián duō - find money a burden), and a dignified big club would not spend a lot of money to坑 自己 (kēng zì jǐ - screw over) ordinary people like him.

Perhaps... that Chairman Shen learned about his fighting strength from Goro Majima and deliberately showed his favor to him.

While thinking about it, Fang Cheng stepped into the training hall.

A burst of "hey ha", "hu ha" shouts of encouragement kept ringing out.

Everywhere you could see energetic and passionate figures.

Some were doing physical training, and some were hitting the sandbags hard.

There were also many new students wearing blue training uniforms who were following the coach to learn the basic skills of fighting.

Now that many students have started their winter vacation, the club's business is obviously better than before.

Feeling the smell of sweat in the air, Fang Cheng's mood couldn't help but rise.

He quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the employer who had been waiting for a long time on the other side of the field.

For now, let's do a good job as a sparring partner.

Even if there are changes in the future, Fang Cheng does not intend to give up being a sparring partner.

He can earn money, practice his skills, gain experience, and also pay five social insurances and one housing fund.

Could there be a better job in the world than this?

The training time passed unconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost 12 noon.

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, put on his gloves, and said goodbye to his employer with a high five.

Walking off the ring, he looked at the prompt message displayed on the panel.

[Muay Thai Experience + 3]

Then he sat on the ground to change his shoes, preparing to eat the boxed lunch ordered by the company, and then leave work.

As for the afternoon.

Fang Cheng planned to go to the street to see if he could buy some fitness equipment suitable for his exercise.

Leaving the deep-sea environment, the efficiency of daily physical training has returned to the slow speed of the past.

The best solution is to add weight to yourself and increase the intensity.

It's just that using a sack filled with bricks as a weight is not very convenient after all.

Now that his wallet is relatively full, he might as well upgrade his equipment and try to make it look more formal.

........................

Approaching the Spring Festival, the atmosphere of the New Year in Dongdu is getting stronger and stronger.

Strings of big red lanterns were hung up on the streets in advance, adding a beautiful color to the city in winter.

Fang Cheng came out of a sporting goods store, looking slightly disappointed.

The various fitness equipment in the store was dazzling, and they were all big brands.

The shopping guide lady also had a sweet voice, enthusiastic service, and tried her best to introduce them.

But Fang Cheng could only politely decline.

Because these things seem high-end, but they are not very in line with his actual needs.

He thought about going to find a blacksmith shop and customizing special training equipment according to his requirements.

Just at this moment, a phone rang suddenly in his shoulder bag.

Fang Cheng took out his phone and glanced at it.

Seeing that it was a strange number, he immediately chose to hang up.

Recently, there have been many cases of telephone fraud, and there are also many marketing harassment calls, which are 防不胜防 (fáng bù shèng fáng - hard to guard against), so it's best to ignore them.

Fang Cheng continued to walk forward, planning to stroll around for a while.

But after a few seconds, the phone rang again in his bag.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, took out his phone, and looked at the screen display.

It was the same number that had just called.