Chu Feng's sparring task is still in progress, and after each round, there will be a short time to rest and adjust. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this time, outside the club, a black Buick sedan slowly stopped, the door opened, and a man in his mid-fifties walked out.

"This stinky boy, the club seems to be getting bigger and bigger!"

Zhao Jiancheng raised his head and looked at the club's very magnificent signboard, and couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know if that stinky boy is there, I hope I don't run in vain. ”

Zhao Jiancheng stepped in and went straight to a room on the third floor.

Dangdang!

Although this was a club owned by his junior, he knocked on the door out of politeness.

"Come in!" a man's voice came from inside.

Zhao Jiancheng walked in, looked at Zhao Peng, who was sitting on the office chair and bowed his head to work, and didn't speak, just walked over like that.

The burly Zhao Peng raised his head, and when he saw someone coming, his expression was obviously stunned, and he immediately stood up from the chair: "Third uncle, why are you here?"

"You stinky boy, you're getting busier and busier, how is the club lately?" Zhao Jiancheng asked with a smile.

"It's still like that, so-so. Third uncle, sit down! I wanted to visit you a long time ago, but there have been too many things in the recent period, you see, the cooperation plan sent by the fight club is now being studied!" Zhao Peng hurriedly gave up a seat for his third uncle.

"The business is getting bigger and bigger, no wonder you gave up becoming a professional boxer, it seems that you kid is still quite financially savvy!" After Zhao Jiancheng sat down, he looked around with some curiosity.

"I can only be regarded as a hobby here, I can't compare with the third uncle, the third uncle is a professional boxer, I heard that the third uncle is preparing for the 'Asian Dream Cup' recently, I don't know how many outstanding players will appear this time?" Zhao Peng asked with a smile.

Zhao Jiancheng sighed and said: "Now that the competition is fierce, there are fewer and fewer good seedlings, and now there are fewer and fewer young people who can endure hardships!"

Zhao Peng brought a cup of hot water, and then said with a smile: "With the experience of the third uncle, is it difficult to find good seedlings, but I know that the third uncle, your vision is very poisonous, and you can know if it is a good horse by looking at it twice!"

"Now it's not as good as before, there are fewer and fewer people who love boxing, and many young people would rather choose sanda and fighting than boxing, and even younger ones are going to practice taekwondo, and also take the red belt and black belt or something. Zhao Jiancheng picked up the paper cup in front of him and took a sip.

"The third uncle came to me, it wouldn't be to pick someone, right?" Zhao Peng asked jokingly.

"I took a few looks when I came in, you are all rich boys, and you don't have a correct frame for boxing, it's just a blind comparison. Zhao Jiancheng suddenly changed his words, and said, "However, if you really have any good seedlings, you have to think about informing the third uncle, and the third uncle can think about making some achievements before retirement!"

"That's no problem, if the third uncle wants to retire one day, you might as well come to me, you can give me two random instructions, and you can improve the overall level of my club a lot!"

"You're going to say nice things. Zhao Jiancheng smiled, and then got down to business, "I'm here this time to borrow a piece of the venue from you for a purpose, tonight, I have a fighter who will have a friendly match with a foreign boxer, I happen to be doing decoration there, and I don't have time to do it." ”

"This is no problem, I have a lot of venues, wait a minute, I'll reserve the largest one, I wish you could bring someone here to play a few more games, and it can be regarded as promoting me here!" Zhao Peng agreed.

"Then it's decided, the time is set at nine o'clock in the evening, and I'll go and inform the other party when I get back. Zhao Jiancheng said with a serious face.

"No problem, I'll get someone to set it up when I get back. Oh, by the way, where is this foreign fighter from, is he famous?" Zhao Peng asked curiously.

He even wondered if he would take advantage of this opportunity to advertise that he would be able to boost the club's popularity.

"American, named Joyce, is not very famous!" Zhao Jiancheng said.

"It turned out to be the United States, it seems that the third uncle's influence is getting bigger and bigger, and you can find American boxers!"

"It's just to provide some help some time ago, not to mention influence!" Zhao Jiancheng waved his hand.

Speaking of this Joyce, it is also quite interesting, I want to see the real work of Shaolin Temple, it seems that I am poisoned by the phrase "the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin", and I want to see the light and internal skills of Shaolin monks.

In these years, there is no light and internal strength, and as a result, this Joyce stayed in the Shaolin Temple for two days and lost interest.

The two chatted a few more words, and Zhao Jiancheng got up to leave.

"Third uncle, it's rare for you to come here, no matter how you say it, you have to stay for a meal!" Zhao Peng retained.

"I still have something to arrange, I won't be able to stay long!"

"Then it's not in a hurry, why don't I take the third uncle around for a visit, and also take a look at the venue, to see if there is anything else to prepare?" Zhao Peng held back again.

"It's good!"

Zhao Jiancheng nodded, the reason why he came here in person was actually to see with his own eyes whether the venue was suitable for this friendly match.

"Third uncle, look, this is the training room, and the few people standing there are coaches I invited, who are usually responsible for instructing the members in their basic movements. Zhao Peng first took Zhao Jiancheng to a hall, which had complete fitness equipment, which was not inferior to those who were really engaged in boxing.

Zhao Jiancheng approached a hanging black sandbag, hit it twice with his fist, it felt good, and said with a smile: "Your investment here is not small, just such a sandbag, it's not cheap, right?"

"Nearly 8,000 of them are imported!" Zhao Peng said.

You must know that most of his members here are either rich or expensive, and they must be bought to meet the appetite of these rich second-generation officials.

After leaving the fitness hall, I came to a lounge, which was filled with rows of high-end massage chairs, soft lighting, and soothing music, which was an absolute treat.

"Your membership fee here shouldn't be low, I don't think ordinary people can afford it here!" Zhao Jiancheng asked with some sighs.

"People who can become my members are not short of money, they want face and enjoyment, and even some excitement!" Zhao Peng looked very proud.

"Let's go, let's go and see the ring venue first, it's best to meet international standards!" Zhao Jiancheng felt a lot relieved when he saw that this place was so luxurious.

"Okay, I'll show you the one to prepare. Zhao Peng led the way and walked downstairs.

At this moment, the sound of boxing gloves colliding sounded.

Zhao Jiancheng guessed from the voice that the battle should be fierce, otherwise it would not have made such a dense sound, and he couldn't help but be interested.

"Do you still have a game here, interesting!"

Zhao Jiancheng said, and had already walked over with the sound.