Before leaving, Si Mingyu finally asked the question that had been on his mind for a long time: "Minister Luo, during the test just now, my hand was less than two centimeters away from you and I couldn't press it down. It was like something was blocking it. Are you also a psychic?"
"Indeed, I am also a person with superpowers." Luo Jinghui admitted it frankly.
"Excuse me, but may I know what level you are? If it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask." Si Mingyu was very curious about what a high-level psychic was like.
"It's not inconvenient at all. My special ability is telekinesis, the fifth level of Yuheng realm. Most people in the company know this. I'll demonstrate it to you."
Then he pointed to a small tree outside the window that was as thick as an arm and said, "See that tree? The one about twenty meters away."
"I see." Si Mingyu nodded.
With a snap, the tree broke in half, and the upper half of the crown fell to the ground due to gravity. Someone in the yard heard the sound and looked over. Seeing that it was a broken tree, they continued their work without paying any attention. Perhaps when the hospital staff found out, they would ask the property management department to come and clean it up.
"It's easy to break this tree in two, but only by using superpowers can it be done without anyone noticing. This is the value of people with superpowers." Luo Jinghui said proudly.
Then he pointed with his right hand, and five willow-leaf darts flew out from his sleeves, flying up and down in front of everyone at an extremely fast speed, sometimes forming a line, sometimes forming a V-shape.
"That's enough. Stop showing off your tricks. You have to use them every time you welcome a new employee." Pei Songqiang's words were full of sourness. Although he worked in an important department of the company, he was just an ordinary person.
In fact, most people in the company are ordinary people. They are responsible for the company's daily operations, management and services for general employees, and provide support for various tasks of core employees.
"Practice hard, I have high hopes for you. When you reach the fourth level of Kaiyang, you can learn how to apply your supernatural powers, and then you will meet other core employees of the company." Luo Jinghui patted Si Mingyu on the shoulder and encouraged him.
"The reason I asked you to practice driving before is that there will be a supercar event at the Shanghai International Circuit soon. I've already registered for you. Young people should always participate in some social activities." Jiang Xueyi reminded before leaving.
the next day.
Si Mingyu, who was in class, received a WeChat message from Luo Jinghui: "I've arranged a personal fitness trainer for you. His name is Dong Tingjiang, his phone number is XXX. He'll know your name if you tell him."
Si Mingyu already had a fitness trainer, Branson. I guess Sister Xueyi must have mentioned this to Luo Jinghui. Although he didn't know why they were arranging another one, he still sent a received emoji back.
"Hello, is this Dong Yanjiang, Coach Dong? Yes, yes, I'm Si Mingyu. When am I free? Is seven o'clock in the evening okay? Okay, I'll add you on WeChat and send you the address. Call me when you arrive." After class, Si Mingyu contacted the other party. Because he had to go to Mr. Fu's class in the afternoon, he made an appointment to meet at the hotel in the evening.
Because Si Mingyu had already signed with the company, his roommates had no doubts about his occasional stay-out-at-home-all-nighters using the excuse of working overtime. They just expressed sympathy for him for living the life of a corporate slave before graduation, and reminded him to take good care of his hair so as not to enter middle age after graduation.
Si Mingyu's first impression of Dong Yanjiang was simply "ordinary." He was under 40, had a plain face, was 1.77 meters tall, and had a medium build. He wore an Erke tracksuit and Anta running shoes, and didn't look like a fitness trainer at all.
Even in the most ordinary fitness clubs in Shanghai, the coaches there have to wear Nike and Adidas brands.
"Coach Dong, I'm sorry for making such a plan. If you haven't eaten yet, let's go to the restaurant first." Si Mingyu asked politely.
"No, I came here after dinner. Let's find a place where we can talk first?"
"No problem, just come to my room."
After taking his seat, Dong Yanjiang got straight to the point. "Using my identity as a personal trainer is just an excuse. I've been asked to teach you some fighting skills for about a month. At the very least, I want to protect you from being bullied by hooligans and thugs."
After hearing his words, Si Mingyu also understood that although he was a person with superpowers, he was not much stronger than ordinary people now. If a fight really happened and he got beaten, it would be a joke.
"Things related to fighting? Is it martial arts, Sanda, boxing, or Taekwondo?" Every boy is very interested in this aspect, so Si Mingyu immediately became interested when he heard it.
“It works better than those.”
"There must be a name, right?"
"It has a name, it's called Military Boxing."
"Fuck!" Si Mingyu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. This name was so tacky.
After Dong Yanjiang had a brief demonstration, he realized he was wrong. While the name might seem crude, the effect was incredibly brutal. In short, it was about how to incapacitate an opponent with the least effort and the fastest speed, including but not limited to killing or crippling them.
"Seeing that the things you teach and demonstrate have this name, Coach Dong, are you from the army?" Si Mingyu was very curious.
"He used to be, but he's retired now." Since he was allowed to come, it means Si Mingyu's confidentiality level is sufficient, and there is nothing to hide.
"Why did this guy retire?" Although he didn't know how good Dong Yanjiang was, he must be good enough to teach him.
"As long as I participate in the military fighting competition, I will be the champion. I retired to give others a chance." Dong Yanjiang gave a Versailles-style answer.
Si Mingyu didn't know how to continue the conversation. In any competition called "National" or "All-Army," how powerful would someone be to claim they would be the champion just by playing?
"Since you're using the title of a personal fitness trainer, you have to go through the necessary formalities." Dong Yanjiang took out two agreements.
Simply put, Si Mingyu hired Dong Yanjiang as his personal fitness trainer for a month at a daily salary of 5,000 yuan. To be honest, this price might not even cover the cost of a personal trainer at a decent fitness club.
After transferring the money according to the contract amount, Si Mingyu booked a room for Dong Yanjiang in the hotel.
"Mr. Dong Yanjiang is the personal fitness trainer I hired. All his expenses in the hotel will be charged to my account." This is what Si Mingyu told Zhou Youlin.
After all, he had come here specifically for him and was staying for a month, so he had to take care of everything. As for why he didn't give him more money, it was because he knew Dong Yanjiang wouldn't accept it if he gave him more, so he might as well make arrangements in other ways.
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