Chapter Eighty-Five: Gym Manager

(Click, collect, follow, spread, recommend, recommend, recommend\("โ–”โ–กโ–”)/)

At the time of the "domestic violence" in Hell's Kitchen in Manhattan, New York, Grant was enjoying coffee handed over by a female hacker.

"You know what, Skye. For a rookie, this cup of coffee is good. โ€

In the face of Grant's "taunt", Skye just rolled his eyes and then went on to pack his things.

After the Broadway Giants incident, Grant received a total of three phone calls. In terms of quantity, it cannot be compared with General Ross, but in terms of quality, it can be said to be a complete victory.

The first pass came from S.H.I.E.L.D. However, it was not Coulson, who had been in contact with him before, but Commander Hill himself. Hill on the other end of the phone first asked what happened that night, then inquired about Grant's abilities, and then vaguely suggested that Grant hand over Banner and Betty. When Grant briefly explained what had happened, casually pushed the issue of ability over, and then rejected the offer to hand over the Red and Green Giants, Hill did not continue to persuade him, let alone coerce or lure him. It seems that she had expected this outcome. Subsequently, the two talked about the study of Grant's blood cells, etc. It's a pity that even S.H.I.E.L.D. hasn't made much progress at the moment.

Within minutes of hanging up Hill's phone, an unknown number came in. This made Grant stunned for a moment. You know, this phone was delivered to him by a Ceronto person from far away in Africa, and as soon as he got it, he set up a limited number to answer only a few numbers. As a standard configuration for members of the organization, strong anti-eavesdropping and anti-hacking is one of its many advantages. But now...... An answer popped into Grant's mind.

Sure enough, it was Skye.

As soon as the phone was connected, Grant received a stormy rebuke from the female hacker opposite. Skye opened her mouth to talk about how she had found Grant in a needle-in-ahaystack from tens of thousands of cell phone signals in the area, and then accused Grant of hanging up the phone too simply when he was in Bahrain โ€” almost saying the word "stupid" โ€” leaving no contact information at all. Originally, Sikai wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Grant's words.

"I want to see you."

Hearing Grant say this, Skye lost his voice for a few seconds. It was only later that she realized that she seemed to be thinking badly. Then the two made an appointment to meet at a time and place, and then hung up the phone.

Soon after, the two men, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, met at Grant's yet-to-be-opened gym. Now, Skye is the general manager of the gym.

"I'll pay you, and you manage it for me. Actually, I don't have to do too much, I will also do a good job in hiring, fitness coaches, waiters, and guards. All you need to do is stay here, show up from time to time to supervise, and help me deal with the people who come to me. It's simple. Grant said to Skye, "Of course, I don't need you to give up any of your 'hacktivism', and I'll even ask you what you want to know most if I have the chance." You know, I get a lot of people on my side hustle. Maybe one day I'll get information about your blacked-out document by S.H.I.E.L.D. โ€

Not to mention how much that job, which was more like a personal assistant, could improve Skye's struggling life, and whether it was a handout, Grant's last two sentences alone made it difficult for her to refuse.

Well, moved and excited, Skye's eyes turned a little red.

"Do you like me or something?"

Snorting, she said half-jokingly, half-seriously. As a result, after hearing her words, Grant responded like this.

"Yes, I like you, deeper than you know." I don't know how true it is, but that's what this guy said. Smiling at Skye, he continued, "There's another reason. Because of my side hustle, it wasn't destined to be as simple as a gym, but more like my ...... Well, our secret base. After the renovation is complete, I will carve out a secret room in the basement with my own hands, and maybe put some equipment or something more intimidating and shady than a gun. I need someone I can trust to watch over and manage the secret room for me while I'm away. โ€

What else would Skye say when he heard something like that? She said yes directly. Now, she has a home that's much bigger than the minivan.

Putting down the cup of coffee, which didn't taste too bad, Grant suddenly spoke: "By the way, Skye, if you're interested, I can give you some training, so that you can better protect yourself." โ€

"What, you're going to make me your Sancho?"

"Please, I'm not Don Quixote."

Sancho and Don Quixote are characters in the same anti-chivalric novel, Don Quixote. The latter proclaimed himself a knight and took his neighbor Sancho to "travel the world and act chivalrous", only to run into walls everywhere. In the end, the main character of the book wakes up from a knight's dream and dies after returning to his hometown.

Such a metaphor certainly does not satisfy Grant.

"I thought you hadn't read a book like this."

"That's just one or two. There are always a lot of world classics in the library section of the orphanage, but I don't have much interest. By this time, Skye had finished packing. She sat down next to Grant, looked at him and said, "You haven't answered my question yet." โ€

"I'm certainly not going to let you get involved in my side hustle. But after all, this is my place, and I can't guarantee that some ill-intentioned people won't break in one day. Grant stared into Skye's eyes, "So it's too late for you to regret it now." โ€

"Trust me, I'm much stronger than you think." Skye met Grant's gaze as well, "Besides, I've chased away homeless people who tried to break into my minivan countless times. I still have a few clicks. โ€

"Well, since you say so. Follow me. โ€

Pulling Skye up from her chair, Grant led her to the only punching bag left by her previous owner.

"I'll teach you some basic moves of kickboxing first, you practice first. When I'm back in two days, I'll teach you how to use a gun, and there's a formal training. โ€

Half an hour later......

"Alright, alright, I can't do it......"

Now Skye was out of breath, and he felt like he couldn't lift his hands. Even hearing Grant's laughter and rolling his eyes was weak.

In fact, Grant's smile was entirely out of appreciation: "You've done a great job." At first, I thought you wouldn't be able to last fifteen minutes. โ€

As a result, Skye blushed a little for some reason.

"Okay, today is the first time, the main thing is to see where your limits are. Until I come back, you just need to hold it for twenty minutes at a time, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. With that, Grant looked at his watch, "It's time for me to go." You...... Work hard, or I'll get my pay deducted! โ€

Skye's eyes were much more powerful this time. After all, I've regained my strength a little.

Pouring Skye a glass of water, Grant leaves the gym. His next stop was the Principality of Monaco, the second smallest country in the world in terms of land area. This was the third call of the day โ€“ the annual meeting of "Free and Peace" is coming.