Chapter 67

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In the morning, Lei Huanxi was "trained," and in the afternoon, it turned into a test.

1000 meters, 1500 meters, all the events that should be in formal competitions, Peng Zhiwei and Shi Shunzhong tested Lei Huanxi one by one.

The final results really left them at a loss for words.

They had spent most of their lives dealing with swimming and had seen countless swimmers, both domestic and international.

Among them was the world-renowned swimming king, a once-in-a-century genius, Michael Phelps, who broke the 200-meter butterfly record for the 20-year-old age group at the age of 14.

At that time, they were filled with envy and had once fantasized about when China would produce a genius like Phelps.

But now, the fantasy had the possibility of becoming reality...

Lei Huanxi!

A swimmer who would surely shock the world!

They were all experienced old coaches and tried to restrain their joy in front of Lei Huanxi, trying to make their attitude appear calm.

"Huanxi, did you practice at home?" Peng Zhiwei suppressed his inner joy and asked as if it were nothing.

He had known they would definitely ask this and had been patient enough to endure until now. Lei Huanxi nodded: "After I went back, I found some materials on this and tried a few times in the pond."

If others heard this, they would probably be furious, Peng Zhiwei thought.

Learning standard swimming techniques is not an easy task. Out of ten selected candidates, five would give up halfway, and it would be a blessing if one could achieve results.

But Lei Huanxi? Just by reading some materials and experimenting on his own?

He looked at Shi Shunzhong and found that the old man had the same thought.

The day's training ended, and Peng Zhiwei had the canteen prepare a special meal with two extra dishes, a special treatment for a star player.

"During the training, you can't drink alcohol, and you should also try to drink less tea and other beverages." Peng Zhiwei held a glass of plain water: "Huanxi, I'll toast to you with tea. Your performance today was quite good."

He said "quite good" but was thinking "amazing."

"Actually, you're a bit of an anomaly." As soon as they left the training hall, Shi Shunzhong transformed from a devil coach into a smiling, kind elder: "The last time you met the leadership, you actually drank in front of them. Normally, you would have been eliminated... Forget it, anything can happen with you..."

Lei Huanxi smiled and took a bite of the dish, but found it tasteless.

There was no way around it; athletes' diets were strictly controlled, completely different from the rich flavors in restaurants, some of which were even bland.

If Lei Huanxi had to stay here for a few days, he would go crazy.

He had never considered himself a real athlete and always ate whatever he wanted without any reservations.

"President Peng, Coach Shi, did I pass this time?" This was what Lei Huanxi was most concerned about.

"Let's say you passed, but some of your techniques are not... quite standard." Shi Shunzhong gave a cunning answer.

He already knew Lei Huanxi very well; if he said he did a perfect job, Lei Huanxi might want to go home right away.

Are you being unfair? Peng Zhiwei muttered in his heart, Lei Huanxi's movements were already very perfect... But he then said seriously:

"Huanxi, as a professional athlete, it's hard to master all the techniques by yourself... Of course, you still deserve praise for not forgetting to train in your free time... Yes, this will make our training for you a bit easier..."

Ah, there's still more training?

Lei Huanxi was a bit reluctant: "President Peng, Coach Shi, I'm not trying to be lazy, but my family really can't do without me. I still owe money for the fish pond. Really, I borrowed from the village committee, and if something happens to the fish pond..."

Peng Zhiwei and Shi Shunzhong were at a loss.

This was the most peculiar athlete they had encountered since they started swimming.

Others trained every day, prioritizing personal and national honor. This young man, however, thought nothing was more important than his ten-acre fish pond.

"I want to go back tomorrow." Lei Huanxi no longer hid his intentions: "But President Peng, Coach Shi, I promise to train hard after I go home and welcome you to check on me anytime..."

Seeing his determination, Peng Zhiwei and Shi Shunzhong discussed in low voices.

Shi Shunzhong looked helpless: "Huanxi, for your sake, we've broken many rules. This swimming team isn't your home, where you can come and go as you please. What if the leadership comes tomorrow?"

Lei Huanxi was about to argue, but Peng Zhiwei sighed: "But we already had a common understanding, to let you do it your way..."

This was equivalent to giving him permission. Lei Huanxi was about to thank him, but Peng Zhiwei added: "We don't care how you train, but you must keep your promise and be ready for our inspections. Also, one week before the selection competition next month, you must report to the swimming team and live with us."

The other party had made a significant concession, and after some thought, Lei Huanxi agreed.

The meal was finished in 20 minutes. The training base was far from the bus station, so Shi Shunzhong drove him back to the hotel.

On the way, Shi Shunzhong, like a true elder, kept reminding Lei Huanxi to pay attention to this and that, not to slack off, and so on.

Lei Huanxi's head was starting to hurt.

Finally, they arrived at the hotel, and he quickly jumped out of the car: "Coach Shi, goodbye."

He ran back to the hotel in a flash.

"Lei Huanxi." A familiar voice called out.

It was Gu Biao again.

Why did he keep running into this guy?

"Are you following me?" Lei Huanxi thought.

"I wouldn't dare." Gu Biao looked miserable: "I just came here to find someone..."

He suddenly thought of something: "Do you live here?"

"Yes, I live here."

"Then why did you say you didn't know me..." Gu Biao realized he had slipped and quickly stopped: "This is best, Brother Huanxi, you have to say a good word for me."

A man much older than him calling him "Brother Huanxi" made Lei Huanxi feel a bit awkward: "What can I do to help you?"

"I've been fired." Gu Biao said dejectedly.

Fired? What happened? Wasn't Gu Biao doing well at the Xihai Hotel?

Gu Biao sighed and explained what had happened, and it turned out to be related to Lei Huanxi.

It turned out that after Lei Huanxi broke his hand at the flower and bird market, he went to the hospital for a check-up. The injury wasn't serious, and his hand would be fine after a month of rest, but Jiang Bin couldn't let it go.

Although his father, Jiang Shengli, repeatedly instructed Wei Guangshun to take Jiang Bin to recuperate elsewhere and not to cause trouble, how could Jiang Bin, with his temper, bear it?

He called Gu Biao and told him to gather a few brothers to give Lei Huanxi a good beating, preferably breaking both his hands and legs to get even.

How could Gu Biao dare?

This was a law-based society. He could at most find someone to beat the other person, but breaking his hands and legs would be a serious crime. When the police came, Jiang Bin wouldn't stand up for him, and he would end up in jail.

Besides, who was Lei Huanxi? He had a powerful backer, even though Lei Huanxi himself didn't know it.

After much consideration, he refused Jiang Bin's request for the first time.

This completely enraged Jiang Bin, who was already furious. He immediately told him to get lost over the phone.

Gu Biao thought he was just angry, but within an hour, the finance department asked him to settle his salary.

Lei Huanxi didn't expect Gu Biao's firing to have such a background, but what could he say to help him? Should he beg Jiang Bin?

"Brother Huanxi." Gu Biao lowered his voice and said humbly: "I want to work under Brother Jun. Please say a good word for me."

Brother Jun? He Jianjun?

If Gu Biao was willing to work for He Jianjun, did it mean his guess about He Jianjun's identity was correct?

Seeing Lei Huanxi silent, Gu Biao quickly said: "Brother Huanxi, I know I was wrong before, but it was all because of Jiang Bin. That day at breakfast..."

"I'm not very close to He Jianjun."

Lei Huanxi remembered Zhu Guoxu's warning about not getting too close to people like He Jianjun, as it would surely cause trouble in the future.

He just wanted to honestly raise his fish and develop his stone business, fulfilling his dreams. He didn't want to get involved in the messy affairs of society and couldn't handle them.

Seeing Gu Biao's disappointed face: "Manager Gu, I've only known He Jianjun for a day or two. I can't speak for him or help you. You should try your luck yourself. But I have a word of advice for you. This isn't a good way to live. Can you really rely on violence for the rest of your life? You will get old, won't you?"

Gu Biao sighed: "Yes, I've thought about it. I even opened a small shop, but it failed. Once I stepped onto this path, there's no turning back. What else can I do? Forget it, Brother Huanxi, I'll go find Brother Jun and try my luck."

He couldn't manage, shouldn't manage, and had no right to manage.

Zhu Guoxu's warning was always on his mind.

Gu Biao's attitude also made Lei Huanxi understand what kind of person He Jianjun was.

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