The time points to six o'clock in the evening, and the martial arts hall has reached its peak period of the day at this time. Off-duty workers from Qingze Town come to practice one after another.
However, it was Hu Qi's off-duty time. After a busy day, he had packed up his desk and was about to rush out with his handbag. Unexpectedly, Du Yue ran in in a panic: "Manager Hu is not good.
, the new sparring partner you recruited, Ding Meng, I don’t know how they practiced in the afternoon, but he injured Miss Qu."
"What?" Hu Qi's head buzzed and he was confused. "Did I hear you right? Say it again."
Du Yue said: "It's true. He beat the person seriously and was seriously injured. Miss Qu is treating him in the infirmary."
Hu Qi put down his handbag and rushed out without saying a word. In the center of the medical room on the second floor, a beautiful white medical cabin was slowly closing its protective cover. Qu Xiaoqing, with disheveled hair and a bruised nose and face, was lying inside for treatment.
This high-end "Angel III" civilian medical cabin is not comparable to the V-shaped medical cabin in the black gold base. As soon as a person lies in, the light screen next to it immediately displays accurate information:
Looking at the rows of data, Hu Qi was completely dumbfounded, and then became furious: "Ding Meng, what's the matter with you?"
Ding Meng said helplessly: "Miss Qu practiced very hard today, so..."
"You bastard." Hu Qi was furious, "Didn't I tell you? Our martial arts gym puts customers first, how could you hurt Miss Qu? She is the supreme member of our martial arts gym."
Ding Meng stopped talking, thinking that I don't want this either. She is using all her energy to attack me. I already have reservations. If I really try my best, her current situation will probably be even worse.
But now is not the time to argue with each other. The upper hinge of the angel medical cabin dropped seven or eight pure and sharp treatment rays, scanning back and forth on Qu Xiaoqing's body at an extremely fast speed. It took only about ten seconds for Qu Xiaoqing to
I opened my eyes, and even the bruises on my face had disappeared, which showed the powerful efficiency of this high-end instrument.
"Miss Qu, how do you feel?" Du Yue hurriedly greeted her.
"I'm fine." Miss Qu sat up and glanced around. Hu Qi and Du Yue looked anxious, but Ding Meng looked very calm, standing quietly in the same place as before.
Qu Xiaoqing was really convinced this time. She fought with Ding Meng for almost 4 hours. No matter how hard she tried to attack, she just couldn't hurt Ding Meng. In the end, she managed to hit Ding Meng a few times with all her strength. Ding Meng was fine.
But she was in trouble, because the other party used her "Nine Strikes of Swallow Strike" to beat her in just a few hits until she couldn't take care of herself.
The effects of fighting people with the same martial arts but different strengths are completely different. She beat Ding Meng like she was scratching an itch, while Ding Meng beating her was as relaxed and happy as cutting wheat.
"Ding Meng is pretty good." Qu Xiaoqing returned to his usual cold and indifferent expression.
She really admired Ding Meng. His economic conditions were so poor but he had such good cultivation attainments. It was indeed worthy of her learning. If the conditions were good in the future, he would definitely be able to become a "warrior".
However, her words didn't sound that way to Hu Qi and Du Yue. They were obviously dissatisfied with Ding Meng's excessive behavior as a sparring partner.
So after sending Miss Qu away from the martial arts gym, Hu Qi glared at Ding Meng fiercely: "Come to my office."
After all, this was Ding Meng's second day at the martial arts gym, just like he came to apply for a job yesterday. Hu Qi sat on the chair and looked at Ding Meng with a strange look: "Brother, I really want to call you.
Brother, do you know who Miss Qu is?"
Ding Meng was even more surprised: "Manager Hu, didn't you say that Miss Qu is a member of the Qu family in Qiuze City?"
Hu Qidao: "I said it, but I forgot to tell you that Anweier Company is the property of the Qu family, and everything we eat and drink is produced by their family."
"Oh." Ding Meng still didn't have much reaction.
Seeing that he always had such a cold expression, Hu Qi got angry and said, "Our martial arts school cannot afford to offend such a big shot."
Ding Meng said: "So what?"
"What?" Hu Qi became more and more dissatisfied with his tone and immediately put on a serious expression, "Brother, oh no, Mr. Ding, according to the rules and regulations of our martial arts school, you don't have to work here starting from tomorrow.
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This was a clear sign that he was going to be fired, but Ding Meng still didn't react much: "Then... today's sparring salary must be paid to me, right?"
"Of course this is going to happen." Hu Qi's expression softened a lot, but he was still curious. Logically speaking, it is normal for a sparring partner to be fired. Most sparring partners have to argue or argue, but Ding Meng was surprisingly calm.
He didn't seem to care at all.
The little bad guy was dissatisfied at this time: "Hey, hey, this is too unfair. He wants to fire you? Ding Meng, won't you refute it?"
Ding Meng didn't care: "What should I refute?"
The little bad guy was anxious: "You have to try to stay here, right?"
Ding Meng said: "As long as my salary is paid, what does it matter whether I keep it or not?"
"You!" The little bad guy was speechless. She had forgotten that apart from finding money and practicing cultivation, Ding Meng had no idea about other jobs, benefits, and planning.
"You kid is just a savage." The little bad guy said angrily, "Now that's good, your job is gone. You don't like to look at beautiful women. You won't be able to touch that pumpkin butt anymore."
Ding Meng was speechless: "I don't know what's good about touching the butt. Do you also like the place where you poop?"
"I..." The little bad guy was completely defeated by Ding Meng's wild thinking.
On the light screen in the finance room, the income from the afternoon practice was quickly listed:
Time: 3 hours and 53 minutes, appearance fee: 192; membership level service fee: 340; additional service fee: 5,000;
Total remuneration: 5532;
At first glance, this salary is no different from yesterday. The only difference is that the tip is 10 times more.
Now not only Hu Qi was dumbfounded, but Ding Meng was also confused: "Did you make a mistake?"
Hu Qi wondered: "How could it be wrong? Is it possible that the optical brain could make a mistake?"
Poverty still limits Ding Meng's imagination. 5,000 tokens, this is simply not treating money as money and giving it away casually. Miss Qu is really generous.
Of course, Qu Xiaoqing is quite satisfied with Ding Meng as a sparring partner. It is really difficult for her to find a satisfactory training opponent at the level of an energy user who is stronger than herself.
, that is, she saw Ding Meng sleeping on a bench in the park during the day, so she didn’t want Ding Meng to be financially burdened, so she gave a little more tip. She hoped that Ding Meng would be in good shape tomorrow and continue sparring at this pace.
