Chapter 58: President Cao Seeks Zhihao Early in the Morning
Chapter 58: Mr. Cao came to see Zhihao early in the morning
"Mr. Cao came to me to ask about this?"
"Um."
"There's nothing else, I'll go down and get busy." Zhihao thought about it, his phone was out of battery, the charger was downstairs, and he had other things at hand.
"You don't have to be busy, it's time to change places."
"Mr. Cao...?" Zhihao looked confused, "Did Zhihao not do something well? Mr. Cao wants to..."
"Don't get me wrong, Mr. Long is interested in you and wants you to come over and help."
"But I did a good job under Mr. Cao." Zhihao felt relieved.
"I know this. You go there and work for a while. If you don't like it, come back."
"Well, I listen to Mr. Cao."
"Then go down and I'll call you later."
"Yeah." Zhihao turned around and went downstairs.
Mr. Cao looked at Zhihao's back and was secretly shocked: Zhihao, this kid, what kind of bad luck did he have? Mr. Long actually fell in love with him, and he seemed to like him quite a lot. I can't even wait to flatter him.
, who is Long Tianxiang? If he stomps his feet, the whole city will tremble.
As soon as Zhihao came downstairs, Mr. Cao dialed Mr. Long's phone number and said in a very humble tone, "Mr. Long, Zhihao has agreed, now let him go?"
"Okay, please Anmin. If you need Long's help with anything, just ask."
"I don't dare to take it, I don't take it. If Mr. Long has any errands, just make a phone call. I'll let Zhihao go over now."
"I'll send someone to pick him up and let him wait."
"Well, okay, okay."
Half an hour later, Zhihao was sitting in a black Mercedes-Benz and speeding towards the suburbs.
In the same spacious and luxurious living room, Mr. Long was sitting on the sofa. As soon as Zhihao entered, he nodded to Zhihao to sit down.
"Mr. Long." Zhihao greeted Mr. Long politely.
"Yes." Mr. Long nodded and looked at Zhihao, "Zhihao, I invite you to come. I have something to discuss with you."
Do you have anything to discuss with yourself? Zhihao couldn't believe his ears. Zhihao could feel that Mr. Long was a well-established person, so why should he discuss anything with a young boy like him? Zhihao was puzzled.
Still he said respectfully, "If Mr. Long has any errands, just tell Zhihao."
"I think you have a good foundation. I would like to hire someone to train you for a while. What do you think?"
"train?"
"Yes, training." Mr. Long nodded, "I know from Guobang's description of you that you have a good foundation, but you don't know the techniques and need systematic training. After training, your skills will be different."
"But I still don't understand."
"You will understand gradually." Mr. Long smiled slightly, "The methods you use to hit are all the stupidest methods. Judging from the injuries you injured my men, all your energy was wasted."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Long, I hurt your men. Zhihao didn't mean to do it."
"I know this. They bring it upon themselves."
"Thank you Mr. Long for your magnanimity. Zhihao is willing to accept the training." Zhihao looked at the look of refusal in Mr. Long's eyes and nodded in agreement.
Besides, he can develop good skills, why not? Zhihao thought of the two experiences of protecting flowers. Although he drove the opponent away, he still received a lot of punches and kicks. Those people last night were not on his own
Is there still a mark on your arm? If you are very skilled, can you let them get a trace of you?
"Okay, you go and take the test first, and come back to me when you're done."
"Yes, Mr. Long." Zhihao agreed. Someone had already come and took Zhihao down.
Zhihao was taken to a training room. There were several small rooms on both sides of the training room filled with various instruments. Zhihao had never seen them before, so he had to do what others said.
The test was completed quickly.
Zhihao estimated that it was a test of his body's flexibility, coordination and explosive power. When he was in school, he also underwent similar physical examinations, but he had never seen these instruments before and was unsure.
Zhihao was taken to the hall again. Mr. Long read the report and nodded with satisfaction.
"The qualities are good in all aspects, and there is potential to be tapped." Then he frowned again, "The energy index is so high, is this...?"
Mr. Long looked at the paper in his hand and was silent for a long time before he raised his head and said to Zhihao, "Start training tomorrow."
"So today...?"
"Today you go back and take care of the things at hand. Starting from tomorrow, you will undergo closed training."
"Closed training?"
"Yes, don't contact the outside world and accept the training in peace."
"That's right." Zhihao nodded, suddenly thinking of Guobang whom he saved yesterday, "How is his injury?"
"You said that Guobang is no longer seriously ill. He received a blood transfusion and his wounds have been treated. He is recuperating." Mr. Long smiled slightly and said, "By the way, he also wants to see you. I will take you to see him."
Mr. Long took Zhihao out of the hall and walked from the corridor to a room in the back.
The room was decorated comfortably, and there was a person lying on the big bed. It was Qin Guobang, wearing a large pajamas, with bandages all over his body and liquid hanging on it.
Seeing Mr. Long leading Zhihao in, Guobang was about to get up. Mr. Long quickly waved his hand, "Lie down and don't get up. What's wrong?"
"much better."
"It will be fine after a while. Your body is already fine."
"Thank you, brother."
"You should thank this little brother." Mr. Long smiled slightly.
"Yes, thank you to this little brother for saving me. Otherwise Qin's life would have been lost."
"That's right. How can you ignore death and not save him?" Zhihao's words were modest but simple.
"What a fate." Guobang smiled, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was in good spirits, but he lost too much blood and his face was pale. "I left you a business card twice, but you didn't respond. In the end, you saved my life.
fate."
"Zhihao just doesn't want to cause trouble."
"It's also my fault that Mr. Long didn't strictly restrain his subordinates." Mr. Long said slowly, "It made Zhihao hesitate to move forward."
To be honest, Zhihao still doesn't know anything about Mr. Long and others, nor does he know what they do. He doesn't know what to say and has no words.
"Work hard here from now on. Big brother will not treat you badly. Big brother pays special attention to talents. When the injury is healed, Qin will thank you deeply."
"Nothing, you're welcome."
When Zhihao left the hall, Mr. Long took an envelope and handed it to Zhihao, "Bring this to your Mr. Cao."
After Zhang Zhihao left, Long Tianxiang came to Qin Guobang's room again.
"Brother, how is this boy?"
"It feels good, I have confidence in him."
"Me too, I think there's something different about this kid."
"Yeah. The energy index is very high. I want to train him."
"Brother has a unique vision."
"When you are healed, we should take action. They have been allowed to run rampant for too long."
"Damn it, I can't even swallow this breath."
"Everything else is fine. I'm just worried about Xiaoyu."
The black Mercedes-Benz took Zhihao back to the company.
Zhihao went upstairs. Mr. Cao was still in the office, sitting behind the boss's desk and making a phone call. When he saw Zhihao coming in, he waved his hand to sit down.
The call was immediately hung up, and Mr. Cao ended the call.
