However, what you think is one thing in your mind, and another in terms of face.

Therefore, Ding Zhiyuan greeted Chen Huan enthusiastically and conscientiously for a while, but the topic always revolved around the fitness club.

Apart from that, nothing else is involved.

Ding Zhiyuan visited clubs, clubs, clubs and other places in his previous life.

Well, it was all my friends who pulled him there, but he would never go to such places alone.

From his perspective that surpasses the times, Chen Huan's fitness club has almost nothing to offer except for its relatively new facilities.

But when it comes to praising people, it is such a simple thing. Even if there is a piece of shit in front of him, he dares to say it smells and sweet.

Of course, you can't keep saying it nice, it seems too fake.

After praising someone, I will give you a little advice or two casually, so that I can appear sincere.

For example, although the club now implements an invitation system, it is promoted through introductions from acquaintances.

However, due to their limited small circle, although the invitation system ensures the quality of members, it also limits the development and growth of the club.

To put it bluntly, this club has loud thunder and little rain, and looks like flowers, but in fact it doesn't make money at all.

They are all friends and friends, so they look down on you when they come here to play. Do you have the nerve to collect money?

If you don't make money, you can feel lonely!

Therefore, friends and friends are used to support the scene, and you have to find other leeks.

Chen Huan understood at a glance, nodded repeatedly and said, "Xiao Ding, please tell me carefully."

Ding Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, Lao Cao just said that you are winding and secluded here, and this is your biggest advantage.

The environment is good and the safety is secret. Isn’t this the best place to talk about business?”

"While fitness and talking about business?" Chen Huan and Cao Jiang looked at each other. Although this suggestion sounds good, it is a bit nonsense when you think about it carefully.

Two big men sweating profusely and panting to discuss business?

This picture is not too beautiful...

"When I came in just now, I saw that the club was still empty."

Ding Zhiyuan saw Ren Chong fiddling with the tensioner in the corner from the corner, and he lost his scruple.

"Why not make full use of it and build a hot spring bath.

A few trucks of hot spring water are brought from Tangshan every day so that everyone can wash Tangshan hot springs at their doorstep.

Let’s get another sauna and massage room. Think about it, take a hot spring bath after you finish your health, wash away your fatigue, then steam a sauna, and finally make a big baby..., well, SPA.

Such one-stop service not only brings health, but also makes business negotiations, and enjoys an imperial service, killing multiple goals in one go."

When Chen Huan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, it was a bit interesting!

There is no business to talk about when exercising, but it is OK to take a bath and relax!

Cao Jiang was also applauding. This tone was very suitable for his taste and was simply tailor-made for him.

They are all human spirits, Ding Zhiyuan only got to the point, and Chen Huan immediately knew what to do later.

He has even begun to figure out where to recruit staff, Nanyi or Art Troupe?

Only children make choices, Nanyi, art troupe, I want them all!

"Brother Ding, brother, I owe you a favor!" Chen Huan just said little Ding, turned around and put his arms around Ding Zhiyuan's shoulder to call him brother, "When it's done, I'll ask you to be the first to experience it!"

"Hi, Brother Chen, I just said this casually." Ding Zhiyuan thanked Chen Huan for his kindness, but he could not refuse openly, so he could only say falsely: "I will definitely come to support Brother Chen at that time."

"Brother Ding, who is that foreigner?" Chen Huannu's mouth was bending with iron.

"He is just an ordinary American student. He should have a little money at home and he can give birth at his own expense." Ding Zhiyuan told the truth, because he only knows so much about Gro.

Chen Huan immediately lost interest and chatted for a few more words. Seeing that a friend was coming, he went to greet the guests with Cao Jiang.

"Xiao Ding, e on!"

Ding Zhiyuan looked back and saw that Gro had put on boxing gloves at some point, standing on the ring, jumping and shouting.

"I want to duel with you!"

"Silly!" Ding Zhiyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he turned around and left.

Gro said unyieldingly: "Are you scared? You are afraid of being embarrassed in front of Miss Ren!"

"Yes, yes." Ding Zhiyuan rolled his eyelids, "I'm afraid you won't do it?"

Gro was stunned, feeling like he got the wrong script.

Could it be that he was provoking Ding Zhiyuan, and then he could teach Ding Zhiyuan a lesson in front of Ren Chong and make him cry and call him mother?

But Ding Zhiyuan didn't play by the rules at all, and would rather admit defeat than fight.

Gro said furiously: "You are such a coward!"

Ding Zhiyuan gave him a middle finger: "I am a civilized person, and only barbarians can do some duels. How old is it, it's not childish!"

"Okay, okay." Gro took a deep breath and punched his fists hard, "Then we don't have to fight, can we have a chance to have a fight?

Well, click until you click, don't worry, I will show mercy."

Ren Chong ran over after hearing the movement. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Ding Zhiyuan raising his hand.

"I went up and taught him a lesson, so that he could know why the flowers were so red."

Ren Chong knew that men were very proud of their face, and when he stopped him, he would not give him face, so he whispered: "If you can't beat him, just jump down quickly. We don't care about the barbarians."

Oh, we're thinking about it again!

What is this called?

This is called tacit understanding!

Ding Zhiyuan gave her a reassuring look, found a pair of gloves to put on her hands, and then tied them with her teeth.

Gro saw Ding Zhiyuan's skillful movements on the stage and couldn't help but be surprised. It seems that this guy is not the first time he plays?

Ding Zhiyuan finished hot and got on the ring and made a standard defensive move.

Gro saw him blowing a few punches, and a sudden ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He shook his head hard, he must have thought too much.

Without the blessing of the nunchao, he only relied on bare hands and fists, and he didn't think he would lose to Ding Zhiyuan.

Ding Zhiyuan kicked a few times on purpose, and as expected, Gro immediately said: "Don't use legs, let alone knees, elbows, only fists!"

"Can't you use your legs?" Ding Zhiyuan said angrily, "That's a big deal!"

That's right!

Gro's confidence was re-expressed, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I want to beat you up and cry and call you mom!"

But, ideals are beautiful, reality is skinny.

After testing each other a few times, Gro had just swung a right hook, suddenly his eyes flashed and he subconsciously shrank back. The next moment, a severe pain came from his ribs. He felt his internal organs move and he kneeled on the ground with a thump.
Chapter completed!