Gym Tremor (Seeking Collection, Recommendation Tickets)

Zhuang Xin wanted to sign up for a package costing 300,000 yuan per year, and he wanted it for two years.

The girl was indeed startled and quickly said, "I'll go tell the manager. I... I should be able to get you a discount."

"Mm, go ahead."

Even with money, Zhuang Xin wasn't a fool.

It was best if he could save some.

The girl then darted into the office.

After a while, a surprised exclamation came from the office.

"What? A package of 300,000 yuan a year? Lu Xiaoyu, don't joke around with your job."

Lu Xiaoyu became anxious, "Manager, I'm telling the truth..."

"How is that possible?" The manager hurried out, his gaze falling on Zhuang Xin, as Zhuang Xin was the only person at the service counter.

"Sir... are you the one who wants to sign up for the top-tier package at 300,000 yuan a year?"

"Yes, I am," Zhuang Xin nodded.

"This..." The manager was also stunned. He had never seen anyone come in to apply for this package before.

However, he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile, "Sir, if you're signing up, I can offer you a 5% discount if you pay for both years upfront. That's the maximum I can do."

"Alright, let's do it then."

Five percent wasn't a small amount.

It worked out to nearly 30,000 yuan.

"Okay, I'll prepare the invoice."

The manager, with the girl, went behind the counter and operated it himself.

A few minutes later, a purple gold card was placed in front of Zhuang Xin.

Zhuang Xin swiped the card and paid, all in one smooth motion.

As the payment confirmation arrived, the manager still felt like he was dreaming.

It had been too smooth, without any haggling.

"Manager... my commission," Lu Xiaoyu said expectantly.

"Don't worry, you'll get your 2% commission, not a single yuan less."

Lu Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly.

Two percent! That was 12,000 yuan.

That was more than two months' salary for her.

Meanwhile, Zhuang Xin walked into the gym on his own. It was divided into many areas.

There was general fitness, exclusive high-end gyms, and personal training.

Further inside was combat training, and as Zhuang Xin walked to a spacious area on the far left, he saw a boxing ring that looked like it was set up for a formal competition. Two people were already sparring on it.

"New here?" a man wearing a thin tank top asked, revealing his broad shoulders and defined muscles. His eyes held a hint of sternness.

On the wall nearby was a photo of this man, the National Boxing Champion.

It had to be said, this club had really spared no expense.

"If you're new, go to the back. We're having a small challenge match today, and quite a few trainees from other clubs have shown up. If you're interested, I can let you go up and experience it."

Zhuang Xin shook his head, not agreeing. He had no interest in going up against these amateur fighters.

He turned and left without a word, entering a private gym. Zhuang Xin began his workout with a run on the treadmill.

During his workout, the club manager sent several trainers over. However, upon seeing Zhuang Xin's physique, they all exclaimed that they couldn't teach him.

Outside, the manager watched a trainer walk out with his head down, gritting his teeth. He asked in confusion, "Why did you come out too? You're our club's number one fitness trainer. The client inside is a big spender, and your commission won't be small."

To his surprise, the fitness trainer said with a flushed face, "I can't teach him. I really can't teach him."

"How can you not teach him? Is it that he's unwilling to learn?"

"No..." the trainer hesitated, then finally said with a dejected face, "His physique is even better than mine, how can I teach him? With his build, I feel like he could knock me down with one punch. He's using the treadmill at maximum power, and I heard he's been running for half an hour without stopping. At this power level, even running for ten minutes would exhaust me."

"Boom~"

As they were talking, a punch echoed through the room.

But those outside didn't know what was happening. The manager thought something had gone wrong and quickly shouted, "I told you to keep an eye on them! Even if you can't teach him, you can't let the guest mess around. Someone who can casually spend 600,000 yuan on fitness can't be an ordinary person! If something happens here, we're finished."

Even if Zhuang Xin had a great physique, it was just his physique.

He thought the loud noise was the treadmill breaking.

Or that he had fallen.

He quickly pushed the door open and rushed in!

Several female trainers also rushed over.

They had also heard earlier that a big client had arrived, but it just wasn't their turn.

Who knew that as soon as they pushed the door open, they saw Zhuang Xin swinging his fist again.

Boom~

Another muffled thud.

His movements were fluid and graceful, his posture practically perfect.

And when he punched, the sandbag was sent flying.

The group was so scared their scalps tingled.

The power behind that punch was terrifying.

If that hit a person, they'd be crippled.

The few trainers who had been assigned to instruct Zhuang Xin earlier were swallowing hard.

Good thing we didn't agree. This was just instruction, if it were sparring, he'd probably kill someone.

Zhuang Xin frowned when he saw so many people rush in. He stopped punching, steadied the swaying sandbag, and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Ah~"

The manager yelped, then explained, "No, it's nothing... We heard such a loud noise just now and thought the treadmill had broken, and we were worried something might have happened to you, so..."

"Alright." Zhuang Xin shrugged helplessly. The commotion had indeed been a bit much.

Several trainers had come in earlier, but he had refused them all.

He planned to train alone. As for trainers... he figured no one here had better stamina than him.

"Mr. Zhuang, if you're alright, we'll be leaving now. If you need anything, you can use the phone by the treadmill to call the front desk." Seeing that Zhuang Xin was fine, the manager didn't want to linger.

So, he led the group out.

He finally understood why those trainers had said they couldn't teach him.

"Did you guys see that just now? His physique is incredible."

"Wow, 'incredible' doesn't even cover it. It's practically perfect. Even a bodybuilding champion wouldn't look this good."

"Yeah, and the power behind his movements is terrifying."

The few female trainers, who usually prided themselves on their perfect figures, now felt like frogs in a well.

The manager sighed and decided to go back to his office for a cup of tea to calm his nerves.

This new big client was just too scary.

As for Zhuang Xin, he continued his workout until past eight o'clock. Sweating profusely, he walked out of the private training room, wiping his sweat with the towel he had just been given.

As he passed the boxing ring, he walked over again.

The ring was empty now. Zhuang Xin casually picked up a pair of boxing gloves and a headguard, put them on, and went through a few punching motions.

I wonder how I'd do if I entered a boxing match? Maybe I could win a championship if I have the time.

Just as Zhuang Xin was about to take off the gloves and headguard, a cool, clear voice sounded from behind him.

"New coach?"

Zhuang Xin turned around and saw five women with perfect physiques standing at the entrance, looking at him with a hint of amusement.