The recruitment desk located in the corner of the market seemed to have just been set up. When Tang Peng walked over, several staff members were laying out recruitment supplies.
The girl who just ran into Tang Peng's arms was negotiating something with a young woman in charge. Tang Peng estimated that she specialized in making coloring pages and was just here to deliver the goods.
Sure enough, Tang Peng saw the young woman take out two banknotes and hand them to the girl.
Before leaving, the girl smiled at Tang Peng who was standing next to her and expressed her apology.
Tang Peng also smiled back at her implicitly, then turned around, holding the brochure in his hand, and said to the young woman who was about to ask him something: "Have you started recruiting?"
The pretty young woman looked at Tang Peng and said with a smile: "Yes, sir, do you want to apply for our job?"
Tang Peng replied: "Yes, can you tell me specifically what this personal fitness trainer means?"
"Okay." The young woman explained: "Our fitness club is different from those common clubs on the market. We have relatively high requirements for coaches and members. To put it simply, only those with strong financial strength
Only with customers can they apply for our membership. And the coaches we recruit are also different from ordinary fitness coaches."
Tang Peng asked: "What exactly is the difference?"
The young woman said eloquently: "Our needs in the market are not limited to fitness and weight loss, but to strengthen ourselves. We must have strong combat skills. Well, it is similar to the nature of a bodyguard, right?
But it is very different from a bodyguard. Because bodyguards are only responsible for protecting clients, but our coaches have to rely on their own abilities to infect clients and let them learn something from them... To put it simply, they are private martial arts instructors.
"
"Haha, it's interesting. This is the first time I've heard of this kind of job." Tang Peng smiled and raised the question in his mind: "If it follows your conditions, it's best to go directly to the special forces to recruit. I think the only ones who
Only people meet your conditions."
The young woman picked up a promotional leaflet and said: "What we want to recruit are just coaches, not special forces who will make people feel cold when they stand in front of people. What's more, we also have high expectations for the appearance of the candidates themselves.
The most basic requirement is that he must be handsome, otherwise the client will not hire him."
"Oh, what you said makes sense." Tang Peng nodded and tried to ask: "Well, do you think I'm handsome?"
The young woman smiled and leaned forward, and whispered: "I hope you are not a silver wax gun. If you are interested in this job, you can go to the second floor and take our second-level exam."
Tang Peng was stunned: "The second level of the exam, what is the first level?"
The young woman looked at Tang Peng's face with a provocative look and said, "The first-level exam is also an interview. You have passed it. You are indeed very handsome."
…
After raising his foot and using a fierce whip to kick out the last man in black suit, Tang Peng, who was very handsome, kept his cool posture for a few seconds, and then calmly put down his right foot.
The second-level test that the young woman was talking about was very simple: three men in black suits attacked Tang Peng together. As long as he could survive ten minutes without falling, he would have passed.
Tang Peng liked this request very much: fighting was his strength. Although the three black suits looked powerful, in his eyes, they were just three targets.
Facts have proved that Tang Peng was right. After the young woman in charge of the exam shouted the word "start", not only was he not knocked down by three black suits within the prescribed time, but he was knocked down in three minutes and fifty-eight seconds.
, and killed them all.
He bent down and flicked the straight trousers with his hands. Tang Peng raised his head and asked the young woman with her mouth wide open: "How is it? Are you still satisfied with the result?"
The dazed young woman blinked her eyes, took a form from her companion, and walked to Tang Peng: "Sir, please fill in your contact information and corresponding information here. Congratulations, you
He is the first gold medal coach in our club. Starting tomorrow, you may receive a call from us and go to a member’s home to start your gold mining journey. I wish you a happy work in advance!”
…
Shortly after Tang Peng left the room and walked out of the room, Pan Dongdong, wearing big sunglasses, walked in accompanied by Li Dalong.
The young woman came over quickly, bent down and whispered: "Sister Dong, everything is as you expected."
Looking at the three black suits with shameful expressions on their faces, Pan Dongdong raised his lips slightly and said lightly: "Bai Wei, now you should believe that what I said is not wrong, right?"
Without waiting for Bai Wei to say anything, Pan Dongdong turned sideways and said to Li Dalong: "Those of them in 'Sharp Sword', although they are not top players, can they be considered top-notch in terms of close combat, right? What's the result?"
, the three of them came together, but they didn’t last for four minutes. And I’m sure that he was definitely showing mercy.”
The heads of the three men in black suits hung lower.
Li Dalong also had a look of embarrassment on his face: "Sister Dong, I really didn't expect that Tang Peng's fighting skills are so abnormal."
"Pervert?" Pan Dongdong was a little shocked, then nodded: "Well, this word is used well. He is indeed a pervert. He can knock down several masters who are protecting me personally in less than four minutes.
I can only use the word pervert to describe it."
When Pan Dongdong said the word "master", Li Dalong's old face started to turn red from red.
In fact, Li Dalong had always been resistant to Pan Dongdong's insistence on recruiting Tang Peng, and specially called in three "sharp sword" masters for this purpose.
But what made him ashamed to see others was that these three masters did not last four minutes under Tang Peng's hands.
If this was placed on the battlefield of life and death, I believe that Tang Peng, who never knew what it meant to be low-key, would take less time to kill them.
Pan Dongdong walked to the window and asked leisurely: "Li Dalong, from your perspective, can you see why Tang Peng is so powerful in his fights?"
Li Dalong was silent for a moment, and then said: "Actually, the moves he made were quite ordinary. They were just a combination of today's Muay Thai, Jeet Kune Do, and Chinese Military Style Boxing. However, the speed of his moves was quite ordinary.
It was so fast that I couldn't judge his next move at all. The most important thing is that the strength of each move he made was very good, and he would not use any more effort or less.
To be able to do this, in addition to having to undergo a lot of brutal training, you also need to have rich practical experience."
"Well, although I don't know how to fight, I think your analysis is right." Pan Dongdong sighed softly: "Oh, I am not using this to attack you. In fact, we have already lost money because of that matter.
There are a lot of people, and I don’t want to keep adding more lives to it. Our opponents are cunning and vicious. If we still want to use our people to deal with it... Haha, I don’t see any hope except to continue to kill people."
Bai Wei frowned and asked: "Sister Dong, we have all seen that his skills are more powerful than the trump cards in our swords. If he can be used by us, this will definitely be a very big deal."
His help can effectively reduce our losses. The question is, is he willing to do what we want?"
Pan Dongdong did not answer immediately, but took out a cigarette and put it on his sexy red lips.
Bai Wei took out a lighter and leaned over it, lighting it for her skillfully.
After exhaling a puff of smoke, Pan Dongdong said: "Because of this, I have to take action myself."
Bai Wei's expression changed: "However, before we have fully investigated Tang Peng's identity, I don't recommend you do this."
"Don't worry, I'm not as good as you when it comes to fighting, but I'm still very confident in subduing such a young boy." Pan Dongdong smiled, and when he said these words, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart:
Pan Dongdong, are you really sure you can conquer him? Don’t forget what happened in your office that day!
After hearing this voice, Pan Dongdong's smile suddenly solidified, but another voice sounded in his heart: What are you afraid of! That day was just an accident. I can guarantee that as long as he is a normal man, no matter how proud he is
, unruly, will eventually be impressed by me and follow me wholeheartedly!
After hearing Pan Dongdong say this confidently, Bai Wei's face changed slightly, and she said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "Sister Dong, I have no doubt that he will be subdued by you, but I
Worry……"
After Bai Wei said this, she shut up.
Pan Dongdong's eyes, hidden under his big sunglasses, were filled with a hint of gloom, but his tone remained calm as he said, "Are you worried about what he might think?"
Bai Wei lowered her eyes: "Yes, Sister Dong, don't forget that Brother Hai is a man after all. Even if your relationship... he definitely doesn't want a man who is close to you to appear next to you."
Pan Dongdong pressed the slender cigarette against the glass and rolled it slowly: "If he really has this idea, then he shouldn't have anything to do with that bitch in the southeast! Ever since Huzi and the others had an accident,
I reminded him more than once that Shen Cheng must increase its personnel strength, but he didn't take it seriously. Enough of our people have died for the whereabouts of those things. I don't want to see anyone
Continue to die. Okay, stop talking and just do what I say."
…
Anyone who finds a job they like will be happy, and Tang Peng is the same.
The night he found the job, Tang Peng made an appointment with Xu Liang and Chen Liuxiang, and they hung out in a bar until late at night.
The result of fooling around late at night was that Tang Peng was still asleep at half past nine the next morning.
If the rapid ringing of his mobile phone hadn't woken him up, he would have slept until noon.
"Who the hell called me so early?"
Tang Peng had the intention not to answer the phone, but the caller was very stubborn and redialed three times. Then he took the phone in a daze, put it to his ear and said, "Hey, who's there? If you have anything to say, please tell me.