"Sports Performance Trainer?"
At their home near Parque das Nações, in the large living room on the sofa, Jose Semedo jumped up the moment he heard the term, feeling extremely surprised and taken aback.
"I've never heard of that at all. Su, you didn't run into a scammer, did you?"
Sitting beside him, Rony stopped with the game controller in his hands and nodded, feeling that it was very possible.
"A scammer?" The image of Nuno Cruz surfaced in Su Dong's mind. Did he look like one?
He did seem a little like one.
Because he was completely different from the physical trainers and fitness coaches in Su Dong's impression, or the ones he had met before.
He looked more like a scholar, or a researcher.
"Yeah. I heard there are lots of people out there now using the banner of personal trainers, but in reality they're just trying to cheat people out of money and sex."
As Jose Semedo spoke, he looked Su Dong up and down with ill intent and clicked his tongue twice.
"Seriously, Su, you don't have much money, so you don't need to worry about being cheated out of that. But that pretty little face of yours, a little fresh meat from the East, a handsome guy—that's still especially lethal in certain circles."
Rony felt this made a lot of sense. "Su, for handsome guys like us, this world is full of danger."
Su Dong found this suspicion very funny. "As far as I know, he's married and has children."
"That doesn't stop him from wanting to cheat you out of your body." The more Jose Semedo thought about it, the more he felt his reasoning made sense.
"He came from a professional football background and once played in the Portuguese Super League." Su Dong