Shocking the World

"This is no joke!" Luo Wenzhou hurriedly stepped forward to help, but was too flustered to do anything.

Could he handle 300 kilograms?

"Mr. Zhang, this weight is indeed too dangerous." Coach Feifei, who was standing nearby, understood the significance of this bench press weight better because of her expertise.

Three hundred kilograms.

Let's put it this way: 600 pounds, six 100-pound young ladies, you're trying to push them up by hand? That kind of strength, let alone in Hangzhou, is at the very top of the professional field in China.

However, Ms. Tian's friend in front of us is clearly just an amateur.

Why does she think otherwise?

Because fitness and strength training follow completely different paths. Fitness focuses on achieving an attractive physique, while strength training is merely a byproduct.

However, strength is purely physical, with physique being secondary.

True professional strength athletes are all broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, with thick necks and arms as thick as an average person's thighs. They have a high level of muscle mass and fat, and are truly fat-covered muscles.

The Mr. Zhang in front of me has such an incredible physique, with such clear and perfect muscle definition and very low body fat. He's definitely not the kind of person who relies on strength! He's definitely not the type who can push 300 kilograms.

Thinking this through, she tried to dissuade him while running to one side of the barbell. Tian Chuxi also realized what was happening and jogged over to stand on the other side.

Luo Wenzhou stood behind Zhang Yang, extending his hands.

"Move aside." Zhang Yang frowned when he saw a pair of hands reach out first, seemingly wanting to help him.

Luo Wenzhou, standing behind him, was taken aback. He instinctively withdrew his hand and mumbled, "This... if I don't put in some effort, can I even get the ball out?"

Coach Feifei and Tian Chuxi also tried to persuade them.

It's not that we're underestimating Zhang Yang's strength, but the weight he bench-pressed was, to exaggerate a bit, unbelievable; no one could do it.

Zhang Yang pretended not to hear, simply holding the barbell in his palm, feeling its cool touch.

The surroundings were completely quiet.

The next second, Zhang Yang didn't deliberately make any professional movements; relying entirely on absolute strength, he pushed the barbell out with a slight effort.

Luo Wenzhou, standing to the side, nearly popped his eyes out.

What!

He can push it out without even needing any leverage?! Is he dreaming, still dreaming?

Zhang Yang pushed the 600-pound barbell, but he didn't really feel much. At most, he could only say that he had something heavy in his hands, but it was far from putting any pressure on him.

That's natural... even doing a few sets doesn't take much effort.

Of course, he didn't want to make anything too shocking, so he just symbolically did a few standard chest-touching bench presses, um, five reps.

It was very, very quiet around us.

During the descent, the barbell was slightly deformed and sank due to the weight on both sides.

Tian Chuxi covered her mouth slightly, took a step back, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This...

Mr. Zhang, isn't it unbelievable that you managed to push six 100-pound young ladies up and down five times by your own strength?!

I recall the first time I met Chairman Zhang.

My first impression was simply that he was handsome and dashing. Later, I learned that he owned an entire five-star hotel. And then, right now, before my eyes...

Good looks, physique, wealth... and the absolute power that symbolizes the most primal male charm...

Does this Chairman Zhang have any weaknesses? For women, isn't this an irresistible attraction from every angle? Absolutely irresistible...

In the entertainment industry, male stars are basically called "male gods" by their fans.

But they're not male gods at all.

Tian Chuxi never believed in male gods, but now she does.

With a clang, the barbell returned to its original position.

Zhang Yang stood up without blushing or even panting.

Looking back, Luo Wenzhou retreated repeatedly, looking at him as if he were a monster.

"It's been a while since I've practiced, and I haven't even warmed up. How about you? Want to give it a try?" Zhang Yang looked at Luo Wenzhou and gestured with a slight nod of his chin.

Luo Wenzhou retreated repeatedly, waving his hands incessantly.

Are you kidding me? He wouldn't dare even if he had eight lives!

Let alone this weight, even a third of the weight, 100 kilograms, he could still brag about it for a while if he could push it.

"Chairman Zhang, you think too highly of me. I was just playing around. But you... your abilities are simply... simply..." He stammered, his eyes almost worshipful.

Just look at that scene! You could easily film it, upload it online, and get tens or hundreds of thousands of likes like it's nothing.

He was truly convinced! Utterly convinced.

Zhang Yang smiled, didn't say anything more, got up and went straight to change his clothes.

Although he and this so-called Young Master Luo were about the same age, they were on completely different levels. If he continued to argue with him, it would make him look inferior.

Just ignore it.

"I'm going to the locker room too." Tian Chuxi watched Zhang Yang's departing figure, completely ignoring Luo Wenzhou, and left as well.

Luo Wenzhou opened his mouth in place, then slumped his head down, his face burning hot.

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A moment later, Zhang Yang came out first.

"Huh, where did everyone go?"

"Mr. Zhang, Ms. Tian has also gone to change her clothes, and Mr. Luo from earlier... had to leave first." Coach Feifei covered her mouth and couldn't help but laugh.

"Um... Mr. Zhang, may I have your WeChat?"

"Hmm? Sure." Zhang Yang looked up at Coach Feifei and noticed that her gaze seemed a little strange, like the kind of worship one has when meeting an idol.

Whom do I worship? Is it me?

A moment later, Coach Feifei was overjoyed and happily added Zhang Yang's WeChat to her contacts.

"Mr. Zhang, your performance just now was absolutely amazing! You are my idol!"

"An idol? You can't be that serious, can you? Besides, aren't you a professional in this field?" Zhang Yang said with amusement.

Although this coach Feifei, works in the field of body shaping, her figure is not that of a muscular little Barbie doll, but a real peach butt, with a prominent bust and buttocks. Even in Zhang Yang's eyes, her figure is quite top-notch under her yoga clothes.

Once she steps out into the world, she'll definitely earn the title of "Sunshine Goddess."

"Let me put it this way, your physique has to be like this," Coach Feifei gave a thumbs up. "Your bench press just now had to be like this."

She then used her finger to make the number one.

"First? That's an exaggeration, isn't it?" Zhang Yang said modestly.

"Absolutely not! You just did five without using any leverage, and your movements were perfectly correct." Coach Feifei, a top coach in the celebrity circle, stood next to Zhang Yang like a little fangirl.

"So, your absolute best bench press stats are... I can't even imagine them."

As she spoke, she gently patted her chest, her eyes filled with nothing but admiration.

Zhang Yang remained silent, pondering for a moment.

It seems I'll have to tone it down a bit next time in a similar situation. I went a little overboard today... Well, although the effect was great, it was still a bit of a waste of talent.

The two were chatting casually. Tian Chuxi was wearing a hoodie and jeans, and also a baseball cap.

"Chairman Zhang, didn't you say you were going to treat me to dinner?"

"Follow me." Zhang Yang smiled and nodded, pointing in the direction of the exit.

Tian Chuxi put on a mask and sunglasses while saying goodbye to Teacher Feifei.

A moment later, the two walked out of the private church together.

"If you don't conceal it like this, will you really be recognized?" Zhang Yang asked with slight doubt.

In his daily life, he wouldn't consciously pay attention to whether someone is a celebrity or not. If it were you, would you notice a stranger passing by?

"When I first gained some fame, I thought the same thing. I thought, 'Isn't it a bit too much to be so secretive? Who do you think you are when you step out into the world?'" Tian Chuxi gently adjusted her sunglasses. "And then that time, I almost couldn't walk out of the mall."

"Being a celebrity isn't all that great," Zhang Yang said casually.

"In the eyes of someone as wealthy as Mr. Zhang, being a celebrity is certainly not a good thing." Tian Chuxi smiled gently. "There are always trade-offs. As a public figure, while gaining fame and money, one must naturally give up some freedom."

Zhang Yang didn't say anything more, walked towards his Phantom, and invited Tian Chuxi to sit inside.

A moment later, the rear seats were available.

"Chairman Zhang, there are several different perfume scents in the back seat of your car. You really can't stand being alone." Tian Chuxi sniffed lightly.

"You're talking nonsense. According to you, if someone sits in the back row, it must mean we have some kind of shady relationship. Well, what about you... Aren't you including yourself in this?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

In the private and independent back seat, there were only the two of them, a man and a woman.

Zhang Yang joked as he casually patted Tian Chuxi's leg, then left it there.

Tian Chuxi gave Zhang Yang a deep look, then gently shifted her long, slender legs.

The beautiful legs swayed twice, but the person remained oblivious, their hands still casually resting on the ground.

"Chairman Zhang." Tian Chuxi reached out and gently patted him.

Zhang Yang chuckled and casually pinched Tian Chuxi's leg again before withdrawing his hand, already knowing what was going on.

Because Tian Chuxi didn't seem angry at all.

However, he didn't continue at this moment, but naturally changed the subject, as if the incident had never happened.

Tian Chuxi could only grumble a couple of times and pretend nothing had happened.

A moment later, the Phantom arrived at the nearby Hangzhou Vientiane City.

"How about we go somewhere else? There are too many people here," Zhang Yang suggested.

"No, it's been a long time since I've been out for a stroll. I'll be fine with the preparations." Tian Chuxi put her sunglasses and mask back on, checked herself carefully in the mirror, and then gave Zhang Yang an OK sign with relief.

"Okay, if you don't mind it here, then I don't care," Zhang Yang said.

A moment later, in the underground parking garage of Vientiane City.

"Get out of the car." Zhang Yang got out of the car first, then reached out his hand to Tian Chuxi.

Tian Chuxi looked up at Zhang Yang and gently placed her hand in his palm.

The Vientiane City in Hangzhou is naturally filled with luxury cars.

However, Zhang Yang's Phantom, costing nearly 20 million yuan, is among the very best here and is destined to attract the attention of those around him.

Immediately, all eyes turned to them.

Everyone wanted to see which big shot was in the car, and whether the girl next to him was top-tier enough.

"Judging from the license plate, he's a big shot from Magic City."

"That girl has a great figure, which school's beauty queen is she? But she's covering up so you can't see her face, is she trying not to be recognized? Is she out shopping with a big shot behind her boyfriend's back?"

The discussions were not concealed and naturally reached Zhang Yang and his group's ears.

"You should drive a more discreet car," Tian Chuxi couldn't help but whisper in Zhang Yang's ear.

"Isn't that unnecessary?" Zhang Yang glanced at the surrounding gazes, then at Tian Chuxi who was standing very close to him. Assuming she wouldn't dare to make any big moves, he boldly put his arm around her waist.

"You!" Tian Chuxi gasped as she looked at Zhang Yang.

Although she was wearing sunglasses, Zhang Yang could still vaguely see a pair of slightly widened eyes behind them.

"So many eyes are watching. If we act too distant, it'll just be conspicuous," Zhang Yang said with a smile in a low voice. "I'm not short of girls. I'm just thinking of you, can't you tell?"

Tian Chuxi vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she could only remain silent and let Zhang Yang embrace her.

The two entered Vientiane City.

It was lunchtime, and Zhang Yang was wondering where to eat when he suddenly discovered that his own Soup King Hotpot restaurant had opened a branch in Vientiane City.

It's not surprising, considering that Soup King Hotpot is very particular about the location of its stores, only choosing high-end shopping malls.

Given that Vientiane City is one of the top commercial centers in Hangzhou, it's not surprising that Soup King Hotpot opened a branch there.

"Well, I was just thinking about having hot pot anyway." Zhang Yang thought to himself, and then took Tian Chuxi straight to eat hot pot.

Tian Chuxi naturally had no objections.

It's not like it's a date or anything, why do we have to go to some fancy restaurant? Besides, what kind of restaurant hasn't she seen? It's a rare treat to go out shopping, so let alone eating hot pot, she'd be happy to eat at a roadside stall and experience the lively atmosphere.

A moment later, in front of Soup King Hotpot.

Zhang Yang glanced at the business registration information, which showed that customers were already taking numbers, and casually grabbed a number without thinking about getting anything special.

Seeing that there were many people, Tian Chuxi deliberately turned around, facing away from the crowd, and held onto the railing.

Zhang Yang and she stood side by side, talking.

Soup King Hotpot has a fast table turnover rate; Zhang Yang and his group didn't have to wait long before it was their turn.

A moment later, the two walked straight into the private room they had reserved in advance.

Tian Chuxi finally breathed a sigh of relief, took off her baseball cap and sunglasses, then hesitated for a moment before taking off her mask.

The two looked like the most ordinary customers.

In fact, one of them is the owner of Soup King Hotpot, which has seventy stores nationwide, and the other is a rising star in China.

No one would have guessed that this duo would be sitting in a hot pot restaurant right now.

Zhang Yang skillfully ordered the restaurant's signature nourishing mushroom soup, along with a bunch of fresh mutton, tripe, and vegetables, and then sat down to wait for the food to be served.

"Hey, your bench press this afternoon was surprisingly heavy." Tian Chuxi stared at Zhang Yang. "I weigh less than 100 pounds, which means you could bench press more than six of me! By the way, did you notice Luo Wenzhou's expression? That sullen look..."

"He's just a kid, why bother arguing with him?" Zhang Yang shook his head and said with amusement.

"Children...you are clearly your age..." Tian Chuxi said, but immediately shut up.

Yes, judging by their ages, they are indeed about the same.

But can age really influence such things? That Luo Wenzhou is just the son of one of the investors in her new drama, who's temporarily bewitched and won't let go of her.

But what about Zhang Yang?

Just from the known businesses, there's already a luxury five-star hotel; who knows if there are any other businesses involved?

These two are simply not on the same level or in the same league.

To put it bluntly, does that Luo Wenzhou even deserve to be compared to Zhang Yang in front of him?

"Oh, by the way, do me a small favor, if it's convenient for you," Zhang Yang suddenly remembered something and casually said.

"Post a picture on your WeChat Moments, take a few photos, and document your daily life at Soup King Hotpot," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Of course, if you have any concerns about the key, don't worry about it, no pressure."

"Huh? You're going to promote this store?" Tian Chuxi asked curiously. "Does your friend own it?"

"No, no, I offered it," Zhang Yang said. "I just wanted to use your name to help me promote myself. You name your price for the advertising."

"What are you talking about? Making a price? It's just a small matter." Tian Chuxi rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang.

"Won't it be inconvenient? You can make this decision on your own?" Zhang Yang asked, somewhat surprised.

"Why not? Can't I post something about my daily life when I'm out for a meal? Besides, I'm working independently now, with my own studio, so of course I can make my own decisions," Tian Chuxi said without hesitation.