Zhuang Xin wanted to sign up for a 300,000-a-year package—and he was signing up for two years at once.
The girl was genuinely startled and hurriedly said, "I'll go speak to the manager. He... he should be able to give you a discount."
"Mm. Go ahead."
Even if he had money, Zhuang Xin was no fool.
The cheaper, the better.
The girl dashed into the office.
After quite a while, a cry of alarm came from inside.
"What? A 300,000-a-year package? Lu Xiaoyu, don't joke around at work."
Lu Xiaoyu panicked. "Manager, I'm telling the truth..."
"How could that be possible?" The manager rushed out in a fluster, his gaze landing on Zhuang Xin. There was only Zhuang Xin at the service counter.
"Sir... are you the one who wants to sign up for the top-tier 300,000-a-year package?"
"That's me." Zhuang Xin nodded.
"This..." The manager was stunned as well. No one had ever come in on their own to purchase this package.
But he quickly recovered and said with an ingratiating smile, "Sir, if you sign up and pay for two years in full at once, I can give you a five percent discount. That's the most my authority allows."
"Fine. Let's do it."
Five percent was no small amount.
That worked out to nearly 30,000.
"Alright, I'll draw up the bill for you."
The manager led the girl behind the counter and handled it personally.
A few minutes later, a purple-gold card was placed before Zhuang Xin.
Zhuang Xin swiped his card and paid in one smooth motion.
Even after the payment notification came through, the manager still felt like he was dreaming.
It had gone far too smoothly. There had not been the slightest attempt to haggle.
"Manager... my commission?" Lu Xiaoyu asked expectantly.
"Don't worry. Your two percent commission won't be short by a single cent."
Lu Xiaoyu jumped with excitement.
Two percent—that was 12,000.
That was more than two months of her salary.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Xin walked into the fitness club on his own. The place was divided into many different areas.
There was regular fitness training, premium private gyms, and personal trainers.
Further inside were boxing and combat training areas. Zhuang Xin even reached an open space on the far left, where he saw a proper boxing ring like one used in official matches. Two people were already sparring on it.
"New here?" A man in a thin tank top spoke up, exposing broad shoulders and bulging muscle definition. His eyes carried a hint of sternness.
A photo of the man as the National Boxing Champion hung on the wall beside him.
It had to be said, this club had really spared no expense.
"If you're new, head to the back. We happen to be holding a small challenge tournament today, and quite a few trainees from other clubs have come over. If you're interested, I can let you go up and try it out."
Zhuang Xin shook his head and declined. He had no interest in getting on stage with these amateur trainees.
Without saying a word, he turned and left, entering a private gym on his own. Zhuang Xin began his workout with a run.
During that time, the club manager sent several trainers over, but when they saw Zhuang Xin's physique, every one of them said they could not train him.
Outside, the manager looked at a trainer who came out with his head lowered and teeth clenched. Completely baffled, he asked, "Why did even you come out? You're the top fitness trainer at our club. The gentleman inside is a major client, and your cut won't be lacking."
Who would have thought that the fitness trainer would flush red and say, "I can't train him. I really can't."
"How can you not train him? Does he not want to learn?"
"No..." The trainer hesitated before finally saying with a miserable expression, "His physique is better than mine. How am I supposed to train him? With that body of his, it feels like one punch could knock me flat. He's running on the treadmill at maximum power. I heard he's been running for half an hour already, and he hasn't stopped. At that setting, I'd collapse after ten minutes."
Boom!
As they spoke, the sound of a punch rang out from inside the room.
But the people outside did not know what was happening. Thinking something had gone wrong, the manager hurriedly shouted, "I told you to keep an eye on him! Even if you can't train him, you can't let the client mess around. Anyone who can casually spend 600,000 on fitness isn't an ordinary person. If something happens to him here, we're finished."
No matter how good Zhuang Xin's body was, it was still just a body.
That loud bang had made him think the treadmill had broken.
Or crashed to the ground.
He hurriedly shoved the door open and rushed inside!
Quite a few female trainers nearby rushed over as well.
They had also heard that a major client had arrived, but they had not been assigned to him.
Yet the moment the door was pushed open, they saw Zhuang Xin throw another punch.
Boom!
Another dull, thunderous sound.
His movements were fluid and seamless, his form practically perfect.
And with that punch, the heavy bag swung violently away.
The entire group felt their scalps go numb.
That force was far too terrifying.
If that punch landed on someone, it would cripple them.
The trainers who had been assigned to teach Zhuang Xin earlier swallowed hard.
Good thing they had not agreed to it. This was supposed to be training—if it had been sparring, they would have been beaten to death.
Seeing so many people suddenly rush in, Zhuang Xin frowned. He withdrew his fist, steadied the swaying punching bag, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
"Ah!" The manager cried out before quickly explaining, "N-Nothing... We heard such a huge commotion and thought the treadmill had broken. We were afraid something had happened to you, so..."
"Alright." Zhuang Xin shrugged helplessly. The commotion had indeed been a little too loud.
Several trainers had come in earlier, but he had turned them all down.
He had planned to train by himself. As for trainers... the people here probably did not even have better stamina than him.
"Mr. Zhuang, if you're alright, we'll head out. If you need anything, you can use the telephone beside the treadmill to notify the front desk." Seeing that Zhuang Xin was fine, the manager did not feel it was appropriate to stay any longer.
He led the group out.
He finally understood why those trainers had said they could not teach him.
"Did you see that just now? That physique is incredible."
"Seriously, it's more than incredible—it's practically perfect. Even a bodybuilding champion might not compare."
"Yeah, and even his strength is terrifying."
The female trainers who usually prided themselves on their perfect figures now felt like frogs at the bottom of a well.
The manager sighed and planned to return to his office for a cup of tea to calm his nerves.
This newly arrived major client was simply too frightening.
As for Zhuang Xin, he kept training until after eight o'clock. Only then did he emerge from the private gym, drenched in sweat, and use the towel he had just received around his neck to wipe himself down.
As he passed the boxing ring, he walked over again.
It was empty now. Zhuang Xin casually picked up a pair of boxing gloves and headgear, put them on, and threw a few practice punches.
What would happen if I entered a boxing tournament? If I had time, perhaps I could bring home a championship.
Just as Zhuang Xin was about to take off his gloves and headgear, a cool voice rang out behind him.
"A new trainer?"
Zhuang Xin turned around and saw five perfectly built women standing at the entrance, looking at him with amused expressions.
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