Once a person becomes a businessman, or is called a boss, it often means that the past crafts and technologies are easily abandoned.
Although the boss is indeed a professional, he patrols the field every day with his hands behind his back, looking like a coach of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army, but now he is actually better at marketing than boxing.
I still know how much I have.
Just now, I was afraid of being ruined, so I specially selected the strongest teacher Zhang to take the lead.
As a result, the beams were directly broken.
The boss is clearly aware that his children's literacy training institution is about to encounter an unprecedented business crisis.
But there is no way to avoid it. The parents’ eyes are already a bit wrong.
The usual conviction and admiration were gone. Instead there is questioning and reassessment.
The long-haired young man had already extended his hand to him, and said "please" in a very pretentious way.
The boss of Qiu Wu Tang stepped forward with a solemn and solemn mood, hugged his fists, stopped talking nonsense, and put on a posture.
There are some things that only experts can understand.
However, as long as he loses his posture and performs a few moves, the parents will only be dazzled. Even if they lose, they can still quibble. If not, they can also explain it more brilliantly.
Whether it was punches or kicks, the boss looked very fierce, but in fact, none of the blows were real. They were all easily avoided by the other party, or simply relieved themselves.
I knew she would relent. Destroying someone's wealth is like killing one's own father, and it is really unnecessary.
Everything about human nature and sophistication cannot be expressed in words.
That's the scariest thing. It directly determines the difference in level, and you can't hide it even if you want to.
Sure enough, the master did not KO with one blow this time like he did against Teacher Zhang.
He glanced at Ruan Qing.
They have been keeping it all this time, just to cooperate with you.
So Twenty-seven didn't hold his hands behind his back this time, and he also opened up a posture. He even hooked his hand at the boss.
As soon as Nian Qi opened his stance and hooked his hand again, the boss felt that he had a glimmer of hope.
Ruan Qing rolled his eyes.
But several coaches, including the young man at the front desk, who came from a professional background, all had pale faces.
There was pleading in his eyes.
The two of them have passed seven or eight strokes.
Twenty-seven clearly received the look in his eyes begging for mercy.
Ruan Qing also accepted it - this was very different from the previous time when he arrogantly said, "We don't want those who are not from a major."
He shouted loudly and attacked like a whirlwind.
Twenty-seven smiled while wearing a mask.
Suddenly, no one could see what was going on, and the boss was ejected. He rolled on the spot, quickly struck a beautiful pose, and let out a loud shout. It could be said that he used his lifelong skills to attack Twenty-Seven.
Indeed, the young students and their parents only felt dazzled and extremely beautiful, and they just wanted to cheer.
Even the young students felt the momentum like a tiger descending from the mountain!
Bang bang bang bang, a few more moves passed by, and the boss kicked Twenty-seven in the abdomen with a sweep.
Twenty-seven slapped his leg with his palm, as if he was going to block it, but in the next moment, he was "kicked" and flipped backwards, then landed in a half-crouch.
It's strange, my eyes seemed to be dazzled just now, and I always felt that there seemed to be a half-second delay between the boss's leg kicking the person's waist and the flip somersault.
It was as if something suddenly stopped while watching a movie.
The connection is not so smooth.
But before the spectators had time to think deeply, the long-haired handsome man stood up and gave the boss a fist in the air: "Awesome, I learned a lesson."
Uh... It seems to be over
It's a pity that I haven't seen enough yet. Such a wonderful scene is not common, and I also want my children to experience the atmosphere more.
In just a short period of time, the back of the boss's training uniform was soaked through.
No matter whether others have enough or not, he has enough!
Hearing Nian Qi's sentence "I have learned a lesson", he almost wanted to kneel down to the other party and thank him for letting him go!
But everyone is watching.
He could only smile stiffly: "Both and each other, I, um, I have also learned a lesson. It is a good thing for everyone to have time to discuss and communicate more."
The audience woke up from a dream, and belated applause resounded throughout the coaching field.
The boss had a sweaty face and a forced business smile. He raised his hands and pressed down: "I've wasted everyone's time. Let's continue the class. Today's class is not counted as a class, so it's for everyone!"
The students returned to the center of the venue and order was restored.
Even because they had just watched the actual combat of the adults, the children's blood was hot, they punched and kicked harder, and even the shouts became clearer. The learning atmosphere is better.
Twenty-seven went over and held Ruan Qing's hand: "Is it okay?"
Ruan Qing glanced at the people in the field and said, "It's not bad."
Twenty-seven eyes curled up. It would be fine if she vented her anger. He took her hand and walked out.
The young man at the front desk watched them with awe. Just a few steps out of the martial arts gym, the boss chased me out: "Brother! Brother! Brother!"
The two men stopped.
The boss rushed over and was about to grab Twenty-Qi's hand, but it turned out that Twenty-Qi's hand was holding Ruan Qing. The boss had no choice but to grab Nian Qi's other hand and hold it tightly. His gratitude was beyond words: "Thank you so much! Thank you for letting me go!"
Ruan Qing snorted and said, "Don't be so snobbish towards others in the future."
"Yes, yes, it's my fault. I made a mistake." The boss said, "I didn't expect that my brother is a master."
He said, "Well, it's dinner time now. If you don't mind, let's have dinner together. I'll be the host."
Ruan Qing did not refuse. Today's experience of looking for a job in Twenty-Seven was very different from what she expected. She also wanted to find someone in the industry to understand the industry situation.
Twenty-seven thought so too.
So they all agreed.
The martial arts gym is located in a large shopping mall with many restaurants, which is very convenient.
The three of them were chatting while eating in the restaurant. The boss, whose surname is Zhuang, is in his thirties and has been running this martial arts gym for many years.
"It's not easy, the competition in the training industry is extremely fierce." He said bitterly, "The venue is too big, and I'm worried that the students won't be able to keep up. The rent is too high, and the capital turnover is difficult. The venue is too small, and I'm worried that the classes won't be able to be scheduled. open."
"We also have to hold regular activities and offer discounts on time passes and annual passes. We have to go to nearby schools to distribute flyers. Otherwise, if subsequent students cannot keep up, the funding chain will be cut off."
"We still have to compete with boxing clubs, Sanda clubs and other traditional martial arts gyms."
"It's really not my intention to get stuck on academic qualifications." He apologized, "It's just the parents of children who value their academic qualifications. They will also compare the teaching qualifications of several schools with each other."
"It's not enough for you to just have a bachelor's degree in martial arts. You also need to have teaching qualifications. You also need to be proficient in educational psychology. You need to have a certificate."
"Otherwise, parents will worry all day and night that you cannot teach professional things well, and that you do not understand children's psychology and teach in a barbaric way."
"Damn it, you've come to learn martial arts, so why don't you throw and beat me? But you can't! You have to protect yourself from all aspects! Even if you break some skin!"
Twenty-seventy-one was completely speechless.
If you want to be so organized, why are these children here to practice? Aren't they here to have fun
He said, "I see that those children's basic skills are not very solid. Didn't you lay a good foundation for them? Didn't Mabu lay a good foundation for them?"
Lao Zhuang let out an "Ouch" and said, "Xiao Twenty, it seems like you don't understand anything at all. You're really an outsider."
Lao Zhuang opened up the conversation to popularize science on Twenty-Seven: "One class is one hour, and one annual card has 40 classes. In each class, I have to review what I have learned before, and I have to teach new ones. Parents must be able to see it with the naked eye. See the progress."
"You only have so much time, that is, running around the field twice, straining your legs and stretching the ligaments. How can you find the time in the United States to give you a horse step?"
"One lesson is equivalent to 320. How can you make your child do horse walking for a whole lesson? If you are a parent, can you do that?"
"You spend money and don't learn anything? Are you going to suffer?"
This is so different from what I thought. It simply subverted Twenty-seven's cognition.
He looked at Ruan Qing.
Ruan Qing was probably the only one in the world who understood his confusion.
She coughed and explained to him: "City kids should learn these things. It's just a hobby. It's mainly for exercise. It's also for having dinners with relatives on holidays and performing for classmates at school events. That is to say, in the city, those who spend money to take such interest courses basically do not say that they want to learn this as a skill that can make a living. "
"The relationship between training institutions and students is a simple business relationship. There is no master-student relationship like yours, nor is there any subordinate relationship."
"They spend money to get an annual card, and there is something on the card..." She looked at Lao Zhuang, "How many lessons are there?"
Lao Zhuang said hurriedly: "40 times, our annual card starts with a minimum of 40 lessons. We also have personal trainers and VIP small classes."
Ruan Qing continued: "That is to say, after my child has attended this class for 40 times, if I feel bad, I may not renew the card. I will stop studying, or simply switch to another school."
"That's right!" Lao Zhuang nodded fiercely, "There are always other people coming to my place secretly to distribute flyers and poach people. It's very shameless. How can this be done, right? This is purely vicious competition."
Ruan Qing finally said to Twenty-Seven: "Just think of these children as the childhood version of my father."
After two people explained it, Twenty-seven had a rough understanding.
He lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Lao Zhuang was also a little curious. He vaguely saw something from the way Ruan Qing spoke just now, and asked: "What sect is Xiao Twenty from?"
He seemed to know nothing about this common training institution.
Twenty-seven raised his eyes and said, "It's just a small sect. You must have never heard of it."
"I have been practicing in the mountains in the past, and I just came out of the mountains recently." He said, "I thought that with what I learned, I could find a job teaching martial arts to support myself... "
He said no more. But obviously the reality is very different from what he thought.
Lao Zhuang told the truth: "You are a master. But you have no academic qualifications. If you want to find a job in an education and training institution, I am not saying that I am discouraged, but it is really difficult. Education and training institutions attach great importance to certificates and academic qualifications. You Look at our wall, there are copies of various academic certificates of several of our teachers hanging in frames. It’s not that I have too many things to do, it’s because some parents really asked for their academic qualifications and certificates to be verified.”
At the end of the meal, the young man at the front desk whom I had met before came over and gave Lao Zhuang an envelope.
When he came out of the restaurant and said goodbye, Lao Zhuang stuffed the envelope into Twenty-Seven and bowed to him: "Thank you for your kindness!"
Twenty-seven nodded: "That's easy to say."
When I got back to the car, I opened the envelope and looked at it. Lao Zhuang gave me 5,000 yuan in cash.
"Can you actually make money from this?" Ruan Qing held his forehead.
Twenty-seven didn't expect that the first money he earned here was actually from the gift money he received from playing in the gym.
(End of chapter)