"Brother Long, I want to ask you something. Jiang Ling raised his head at this time and asked.

Huo Long seemed to see the confusion in Jiang Ling's heart, and nodded: "Mr. Jiang, if you think that the level test is too long, why don't you let me solve this matter?" Although I Huo Long doesn't have any strength in kung fu, I also studied management in college, so it should be no problem." ”

"What school is your university, Brother Long?" Jiang Ling said curiously.

"Haha, Mr. Jiang, I went to Kyoto Institute of Science and Technology in college and graduate school, and my Ph.D. was abroad, so I still have some experience in management. ”

Ph.D.?

Jiang Ling couldn't help but show a touch of surprise on his face, looking at the man in front of him, he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful.

Huo Long felt Jiang Ling's gaze and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Jiang, don't look at me like that, after all, I can come here to work, and it was also introduced to me by Miss Shen. ”

It's also horrible.

Jiang Ling felt a little ashamed when he remembered that he only had a bachelor's degree, and now he hadn't even gotten his graduation certificate and degree certificate.

If it weren't for Shen Yuhan's introduction, I'm afraid he would still be working part-time outside.

He's got to do a good job!

"Okay then, I'll leave this matter to you Brother Long, but I'll only give you three days, and after three days, I hope you can find a qualified person. Gangneung demanded.

"No problem, then I'll withdraw first, Mr. Jiang, you rest. Huo Long finished speaking and left the room.

Without saying a word, Gangneung picked up the noodle soup on the table and began to gobble it up.

In less than five minutes, the noodles and side dishes on the table had been wiped out by him, and there was not even a drop of soup left.

"I feel a little bit worse, forget it, it's already ten o'clock, so don't eat too much. ”

Gangneung got up and exercised in the room for a while, waiting until his hair was dry and most of the food in his stomach had been basically digested before he climbed into bed.

After looking at his phone for a while, before eleven o'clock, he fell asleep.

Getting up at about six o'clock the next morning, Gangneung came to the cafeteria to eat after jogging for half an hour with a few warriors.

"Mr. Jiang, the few battles last night were really exciting, can you still see them today?"

A one-meter-nine tall martial artist asked with a smile.

"You really don't treat Mr. Jiang as a person!" Before Jiang Ling could finish speaking, a warrior beside him shouted.

Jiang Ling knew this strong man, his name was Zhu Tie, and he was one of the three third-level martial artists he had selected.

Zhu Tie is not only tall and strong, but also has learned the grappling skills of Shaolin Temple, and Jiangling almost lost to him yesterday.

"What? So we can't fight Mr. Jiang today?"

At this time, several warriors asked.

Jiang Ling smiled back and shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work today, the progress is too slow now, I have already handed over the test to Brother Long, let's see how he arranges it later." ”

Zhu Tie laughed: "Haha, I told you yesterday, there is no harm in going early, you don't believe it, this is a bad thing, right?"

Several people were eating breakfast, and in less than ten minutes, another wave of warriors walked into the cafeteria, and after about thirty, Huo Long, who was wearing a suit, also walked in with them.

"Brother Long, I heard that Mr. Jiang said that he handed over the rest of the arrangements to you, what are you going to do?"

In the crowd, another shrill voice sounded.

Jiang Ling didn't even need to look at it, he knew that it was another third-level martial artist, Xiong Yi.

Huo Long faced everyone and smiled faintly: "Everyone, the previous test was a bit of a waste of time, in order not to delay your training, my arrangement is like this." ”

"Martial artists who have not been tested will first go to the testing room for a test of strength, speed and endurance, and those who have one of the outstanding qualities will be automatically promoted to a first-level martial artist. ”

"Every five first-level martial artists are a group, and they can defeat at least three people to upgrade to second-level martial artists, if a second-level martial artist wants to be upgraded to a third-level martial artist, he must defeat an existing third-level martial artist, or be recognized by Mr. Jiang, do you have any opinions?"

"No!" Zhu Tie said in unison with Xiong Snake.

The purpose of the two of them coming to the "Budokan Hall" is to challenge a powerful opponent, so naturally they will not refuse such a challenging task.

However, there was still a lot of discussion in the crowd, as if there were doubts about some issues.

"Brother Long, I want to ask, if we are rated as a first-level martial artist, when will we get the chance to test again? ”

As he spoke, the people in the room fell silent.

Gangneung nodded, this is indeed a very tricky problem, and it needs to be solved very much.

"Simple, I came up with a set of escalation rules last night. ”

Huo Long was confident and glanced at the food on the table, "If you want to get the test qualification, you must make money for the martial arts hall, as long as each person earns enough 100,000 yuan, they can exchange it for a test qualification." ”

100,000 yuan?

Many people gasped when they heard this number, and some even showed anger on their faces.

Jiang Ling also shook his head, 100,000 yuan is not a small amount, especially for these martial artists in the house, many of them gave up their original jobs to train here, how could they spend so much money on level tests.

However, he didn't speak, because he believed in Huo Long's strength and would definitely be able to handle this matter.

"Don't worry, since I can come up with such a method, it will naturally allow you to make money. ”

Huo Long said with a smile, "I have contacted several nearby schools and enterprises, I heard that they are recently engaged in internal expansion training for internal employees and students, I especially recommend martial artists who want to go to the exam to become coaches, the salary is not only a week, but also full of room and board, if you do a good job, maybe you can find a stable job, is anyone interested?"

Package assignment?

Maybe you can be a teacher and a staff member?

As soon as they heard this, everyone's anger vanished, and everyone showed satisfied looks.

"Haha, I'm a level 1 martial artist, I'm willing to go!"

"I'm willing to go, I can't get this kind of opportunity. ”

"That's okay!" Huo Long nodded, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Then now please sign the names of all the martial artists who are willing to be instructors, and we will start assigning jobs to individuals tomorrow afternoon, and charter a bus to send them all to their respective units." ”

"But I'll put the ugly words first, if anyone violates the rules and regulations of the unit during the working hours, I won't introduce you to a second job!"

"Brother Long, don't worry, we will definitely work hard and never disgrace our martial arts hall!" everyone shouted in unison.

After a while, the warriors who were willing to work signed their names on the paper.

Jiang Ling picked up the paper on the table and scanned it from top to bottom, and found that there were quite a few people, there were more than a hundred people, accounting for one-third of all martial artists.

Once they leave the Budokkan, the daily expenses of the Budokan Pavilion will definitely be greatly reduced.

That's good news.

At this time, Huo Long walked to Jiang Ling's side: "By the way, Mr. Jiang, we have another competition this weekend, should we prepare well?"

"Of course you have to be prepared!"

There were still a few days left, and Jiang Ling should have said, "By the way, generally speaking, how many fighting coins can our gym earn in a fighting match?"

Huo Long thought for a moment: "We need to charge 10% of the fighting coins for each battle, and we usually have to play ten to fifteen games a night, and the income can probably reach about five million to ten million. ”

"So many?" Jiang Ling said in surprise.

"Not much. Huo Long shook his head, "Let's basically have a fighting competition every half a month, and the food we give to the martial artists every day for half a month is the most high-end, and the training equipment is also the most advanced, and we can basically spend about 50,000 fighting coins every day, which is nearly one million in half a month, and then subtract the daily electricity and water bills, and the rent money, we can only leave about two million per month." ”

"It stands to reason that all this money needs to be handed over to the headquarters, but the headquarters has not asked for our money for half a year, and excluding the salaries for the waiters, there should only be about one million left. ”

Two million a month?

Half a year is 12 million, and the Budokan already owes so much money?

Jiang Ling frowned, he was even a little strange, how did this martial arts hall exist on the Tianwu Avenue.

That's too poor, isn't it?