Chapter 10

That woman was originally a bit hesitant, but after Feng Jun persuaded her a few words, she made a decisive decision and directly got a 30,000 yuan card.

Just this one deal, Feng Jun could get a 2,400 yuan commission.

The woman also asked about personal training. Upon hearing that he didn't have a trainer's certificate, her disappointment was evident. In the end, she even said, "Then, could you introduce me to a personal trainer later?"

The other trainers, upon hearing this, had green eyes. The commission for personal training far exceeded that of membership, starting at ten percent.

For membership, the commission started at three percent. The woman had just gotten a 30,000 yuan card, so Feng Jun could get an eight percent commission.

If it weren't for Liu Shuming having just suffered at Feng Jun's hands, there would definitely be a trainer who would come and meddle with the little brother's business.

Of course, no one had the nerve to do so now. They could only look at him helplessly.

Feng Jun smiled and replied, "There are many body shaping trainers, but not many have real skills. I'll keep an eye out for you."

By saying this, he was emphasizing that Hongjie Club was professional enough. The little brothers used to say the same thing, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But the other trainers' eyes turned blue: Damn, it's just body shaping, as if anyone couldn't do it.

Everyone was frustrated but couldn't complain or grumble—such behavior was explicitly forbidden by the club.

Zhao Hongqi, however, came over with a grin and said, "Feng Jun, you're really becoming more charming."

Feng Jun gave him a dirty look and ignored him. But not long after, he quietly ran into the staff changing room and looked at himself in the mirror carefully.

Indeed, he felt that his appearance had changed, but he couldn't specify exactly how. However, it definitely had changed.

Could it be his aura? Is it the legendary "mainly about the aura"?

Anyway, he was quite satisfied with his changes. He was taller and slimmer, and the excess fat that used to be hard to lose was mostly gone. Even his appearance and aura had changed.

If he kept exercising for a while longer, he could reach a more perfect state.

The woman exercised intermittently for two hours and was called away by a phone call. A few employees who were close to Feng Jun gathered around, teasing him to treat them to a meal.

Feng Jun was usually quite frugal, but he wasn't stingy. He was about to agree when he saw Zhao Hongqi joining in, and he immediately lost interest.

I'll treat anyone but you!

So he smiled, raised his hand, and said, "I will treat you, definitely. But today I want to buy a phone... My phone is really broken. After I get paid, I'll definitely treat everyone."

"You're not being fair," Zhao Hongqi shouted first. This guy was just so annoying, "That's 30,000 yuan, a 2,400 yuan commission. How much would it cost to treat us to a meal?"

Feng Jun gave him a cold look, "The money I've lost in the dorm is enough to treat you several times."

Zhao Hongqi's face turned red instantly, and he flew into a rage, "You... What do you mean by that?"

Feng Jun glanced at him, turned, and walked away without answering.

Zhao Hongqi, however, wouldn't let it go. He took a few quick steps, raised his hand to grab Feng Jun's shoulder, "Stop... Explain yourself."

Feng Jun dodged, pushed his hand away, and turned to ask coldly, "I've lost money in the dorm, don't you know?"

Zhao Hongqi's face turned even redder, "Of course I know you've lost money, but why are you saying this to me?"

"I'm just saying I've lost money... Everyone knows," Feng Jun spread his hands and said calmly, "I didn't say you did it. Why are you showing your teeth? Are you guilty?"

After he lost the money, he had asked around, so everyone knew about it. Zhao Hongqi was the main suspect, and everyone knew it. His words were unassailable.

Zhao Hongqi suffered a silent loss and could only watch him leave. It wasn't until he was out of the door that he stomped his feet and cursed, "Stingy and foul-mouthed, sharing a dorm with you is a disaster."

He was desperately trying to clear himself, but Feng Jun had already returned to the dorm, packed his things, and prepared to leave, then went downstairs to the phone store.

He really planned to buy a new phone. The old phone had only a few apps, and the worst part was that the custom phone had an unremovable WeChat but not enough memory to update it. It took at least half a minute to grab a red envelope, and it would often crash.

As for 58.com and Taobao, forget it.

Before, he was reluctant to buy a phone and was afraid of it being stolen. But now, his future was bright, and he wouldn't be staying in the dorm for long. He had just landed a big deal, so why not buy a phone?

Most importantly, with a new phone, he could try more apps and figure out if his strange encounter was limited to the old phone or could also work on other devices.

This question needed to be resolved as soon as possible.

Feng Jun picked for a while in the phone store and finally bought a Zhongxia phone, which was not only a domestic brand but also had excellent performance and a good price-to-performance ratio.

The Zhongxia phone used a small SIM card, while the old phone used a large one. Feng Jun thought for a long time and decided not to replace the large card. He wouldn't put the card in the new phone for now and would test it with Wi-Fi first.

Buying the phone and pre-installing software took him a long time. By the time he left the phone store, it was almost six o'clock.

He planned to stay at the hotel. He had already booked a room for a day, and it would be a waste not to use it. He didn't check out at noon for this reason.

The hotel was not far from Hongjie Club, about two kilometers away. Feng Jun was familiar with the area, so he chose a small alley to go through.

This alley was extremely narrow, not even an alley, just a gap between buildings. It could fit two small electric scooters side by side, but not a larger one.

On the other side of the buildings was a bustling market, but this side was quiet and deserted.

Feng Jun had just turned into the alley when he saw three people standing there with their hands in their pockets.

They were facing away from him, so he didn't think twice and quickly backed out, then quietly poked his head out to see what they were doing... Hey, there's actually a familiar face?

The one in the middle was a big, muscular man. Just from the back, Feng Jun recognized him—none other than Liu Shuming.

The next moment, a short man ran in from the other end, with hurried footsteps and a woman shouting, "Stop him... Catch the thief!"

She shouted, but who would care about such a trivial matter? So the woman had to chase alone.

When she rushed into the alley and saw the three men in front, she was stunned, "You... What are you going to do?"

Liu Shuming's face was covered with a black veil. He smiled sinisterly at the woman, "You've got some guts."

The woman was in her early twenties, with a ponytail, a white short-sleeved silk shirt, light blue denim shorts, and white sneakers.

She really had some guts. After a brief surprise, she didn't run away but instead sneered, "It seems the masked friend was waiting for me?"

"Would I not cover my face and wait to be caught by the cameras?" Liu Shuming waved his hand, "Take this bitch down!"

"Hold it!" The woman coldly snorted, "Do you know who I am? If you touch me... You're dead!"

"Touch you? I'll rape and kill you first!" Liu Shuming sneered, "Damn, let's see if you can be so stingy with your wealth."

Before he finished speaking, the two men beside him rushed over and started punching and kicking the woman.

But the woman was quite capable. She managed to hold off the two men's attacks, though she was a bit overwhelmed and took a few hits, she still managed to counterattack.

Until the thief rushed forward, pounced, and grabbed her leg, she was completely overpowered.

"Damn, I should have worn stockings."

At this moment, Feng Jun, who was watching from a distance, finally recognized the girl—wasn't she one of the four girls from the other day?

Liu Shuming had tried to take advantage of them, but two of the girls were particularly capable, and this girl was one of them.

Feng Jun wasn't particularly good at recognizing women, and this girl wasn't a beauty, just above average. But such a capable girl was quite rare.

Seeing the girl being pinned down by three men, shouting for help but no one hearing, the sound of clapping came from nearby.

Liu Shuming turned his head in surprise, his eyes narrowing, "It's you?"

Feng Jun clapped and walked forward with a smile, "Really... spectacular. Are you filming a movie?"

Liu Shuming wanted to take care of this guy too. He relied on the black veil on his face, spoke in a rough voice, and roared, "Damn, don't want to die? Get lost!"

He said that, but he didn't intend to let him go. He was waiting for Feng Jun to turn and run so he could attack from behind.

Feng Jun wasn't fooled by this. He crouched, lunged forward, picked up half a brick from the ground, and pounced, "Damn, bullying women, what kind of skill is that?"

He had trained in combat and was very agile. In just a few moves, he opened a large gash on Liu Shuming's head and kicked another man away.

It was fortunate that Liu Shuming had some skills. If it were someone like Qin Tao, one brick would have knocked him down.

After he dealt with the two men, the woman under the men also broke free. Seeing the situation, the four men shouted and ran away.

The girl was about to chase after them, but Feng Jun didn't want to get involved, "It's okay, your bag is here. Why chase them?"

The girl was stunned, stopped, turned, and picked up her bag, her face pale, "A monk can run, but the temple can't... Thank you."

"No problem," Feng Jun smiled, "Why did you chase them in?"

"My bag was stolen, how could I not chase them?" The girl replied sullenly, then looked at him and asked thoughtfully, "Have I seen you somewhere before?"

(Second update of the week, calling for clicks, recommendations, and collections.)

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