Chapter 65 Watching them unarmed at just the right moment...
Fu Jun was overjoyed: What a coincidence!
As the saying goes, "You can search high and low without finding it, but then it comes to you effortlessly."
It's better to arrive at the right time than at the right time. Could this be considered that God is helping me?
I thought I was just finding a branch manager, but I didn't expect to be promoted to a higher level, with a project management manager appearing out of nowhere.
With him around, the management and operation of the gym can be completely entrusted to him.
I have to say, meeting a fitness coach right before starting a fitness program was incredibly lucky.
He doesn't need to personally coach or worry about how to educate students about fitness.
Is there anything luckier than this? It's like finding a professional manager. As long as the operating funds are in place and the venue and fitness equipment are ready, he can be a hands-off manager without any problems.
Fu Yun was in a very good mood at this moment, and said with great joy, "Not bad, not bad, very promising."
The masked man was completely bewildered: "?"
I don't understand why the other person suddenly got into a good mood and inexplicably started bragging about themselves.
"You don't need to lie to me. Being a male fitness instructor is the most worthless skill here. Every man here is a skinny, weakling. I could beat an entire football team with one hand, but these men aren't ashamed of it; they're proud of it. Isn't that infuriating? I get angry just looking at how weak they are."
As he spoke, his gaze suddenly fell on Fu Yun, as if he realized something, and a hint of embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "Of course, this does not include you. Although you look very thin, you are still a little stronger than the average man."
Fu Yun: "..." You don't need to explain, thank you!
The masked man asked curiously, "Do you train this body in private?"
Fu Yun touched her nose and looked away: "I haven't been exercising much. It's mainly because a lot has happened recently, and I'm always injured. I can't exercise until I'm fully healed."
The masked man comforted him, "It's okay, don't be discouraged. Fitness is never something that can be achieved overnight. Once your injuries have healed, I'll tailor a fitness plan for you and guarantee you'll have a nice but not exaggerated eight-pack."
Fu Yun was amused by his words and didn't take them to heart. She just casually joked, "Okay! It's up to you then."
Once the fitness training camp starts operating, he, as a fitness instructor, will be so busy that he won't have time to give himself one-on-one training.
As multiple projects gradually unfold, he will undoubtedly be incredibly busy, frequently traveling between various projects. Naturally, he won't be able to engage in regular training. He can only try to squeeze out time to conduct targeted localized training, gradually strengthening Su Fuyun's frail body.
"By the way, I've only heard from others that you're the young master of the Su family, but I don't know your name yet?"
After the masked man opened up, he clearly relaxed.
Fu Yun replied, "My name is Fu Yun."
"Is Fu Jun the name of the young master of the Su family, or is it your own name?"
Fu Yun smiled and said, "It's all the same. It's just that my surname is Fu, while the original owner's surname was Su. He only has one more surname than me."
The masked man exclaimed in surprise, "Is that so? This is too much of a coincidence. It must be some kind of predestined fate!"
Fu Yun smiled helplessly: "Perhaps!"
And you? What's your name?
The masked man replied, "My name is Cheng Jincheng, but my friends call me Shuangcheng."
Fu Yun had never heard such a unique name before: "Your name is quite distinctive."
Cheng Jincheng scratched his head and explained seriously, "Actually, in the dialect of my hometown, Cheng is pronounced differently. If you use pinyin to identify it, you can barely pronounce it as sha or sang, both of which are pronounced in the third tone. It's completely different from the character Cheng. It's just that in the Chinese dictionary, the pronunciations of Cheng and Cheng are the same."
"I see." Fu Jun nodded in understanding.
"I'll call you Shuangcheng from now on! Otherwise, it would be strange to call you by your full name or Jincheng."
Cheng Shuangcheng had no objections at all: "Sure, of course no problem."
After the two got to know each other, Fu Yun took the initiative to talk to Cheng Jincheng about the fitness training camp plan, clearly expressing her sincerity in inviting him to join the fitness camp.
Cheng Jincheng was utterly shocked and incredulous at his idea. He felt that the world was too magical. One moment he was struggling to make ends meet, and the next moment a job opportunity that he had been longing for was right in front of him. It was like a pie falling from the sky, leaving him dizzy and excited to the point of losing his bearings.
A fitness instructor! This was his favorite job back then, helping others achieve their ideal physique and discover their most perfect side. When his students found confidence and felt reborn, it was a wonderful experience full of a sense of accomplishment.
It's fair to say that this job was perfect for him; it was tailor-made for him.
Although the women here will certainly find it difficult to accept men participating in fitness activities, with the right marketing methods, Fu Yun believes she can persuade everyone to get involved.
After all, he can make a fortune selling milk tea and carbonated drinks at a street stall, so persuading people to engage in beneficial activities like fitness is definitely a piece of cake.
Perhaps it is some kind of magic about Fu Yun. As long as you deal with him, you can clearly feel that he is very down-to-earth and reliable, giving people a sense of strategic planning and convincing ability.
Cheng Jincheng immediately agreed without hesitation, adding with a hint of regret, "If I had known you were so capable, I would have come to you sooner, and I wouldn't have ended up as a laughingstock that everyone hates."
Fu Jun was both amused and exasperated, and teased, "If you had come to me earlier, we probably would have been starving. The days when I was selling milk tea and drinks at my stall were the poorest I'd ever been. I was so poor I couldn't even afford to eat. With my wallet emptier than my face, I couldn't even support myself, let alone another person."
Cheng Jincheng asked in surprise, "Aren't you the young master of the Su family? How come you're so poor?"
Fu Yun curled her lips sarcastically, feeling indignant about the original owner's predicament: "A concubine's son, he's not favored! Forget about money, he should be grateful if he's not bullied even once."
Although he never thought of gaining anything from the original owner's identity, the Su family was truly unworthy of being the original owner's family. As his mother, Su Tan ignored the original owner and even tacitly allowed everyone in the Su family to bully and humiliate him. Even the servants did not take a young master seriously and could lay a hand on him at any time. One can imagine how stifling the original owner's life was.
Not only were they extremely hostile towards him, but when they discovered he still had some redeeming qualities, they immediately began to exploit his remaining value. They used the original owner's outstanding appearance to force him to marry for the benefit of his family, and threatened to kill him if he refused. They launched sneak attacks on him time and time again. If it weren't for his soul transmigrating into the body, with the original owner's frail and weak body, he probably wouldn't have had enough lives even if he had nine, and would have died a violent death long ago.
Upon hearing this, Cheng Jincheng clicked his tongue in displeasure, expressing his contempt for the Su family's behavior: "Is this what they call the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children? What a load of crap."
Fu Yun nodded in deep agreement: "Who says it isn't! It is indeed extremely ridiculous. I also found it unbelievable at the time. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would have thought that all the period dramas I watched before were exaggerated. But I didn't expect that what they portrayed was just the tip of the iceberg. They even added characters like vicious stepmothers or stepfathers and vicious female supporting characters, making the behavior of those ugly people seem logically reasonable."
TV dramas also show viewers different endings for good and evil, leaving room for deep thought and allowing viewers to gain insights or life lessons.
In reality, these external factors don't exist. The malice they harbor seems innate; even their own sons are deemed unworthy of respect and humiliation simply because they were born into a lower social class. But the question is, isn't a child's birth determined by their parents? What does it have to do with the child?
The so-called distinction between嫡子 (legitimate sons) and 庶子 (illegitimate sons) most innocent victims are undoubtedly the children. It's often said that art imitates life, but that only scratches the surface; the actual discrimination in treatment is far more egregious.
Cheng Jincheng shivered and suddenly felt incredibly fortunate.
"Luckily, I am nobody, just myself. Otherwise, if I were stuck with the status of a cheap young master's illegitimate son, not only would I be humiliated, but I would also be forced into marriage for no reason. I would probably explode on the spot and go crazy to kill those who forced me. At worst, we would all die together and no one would live. Anyway, I will be a hero again in eighteen years."
Fu Yun smiled and shook her head. If only it were that simple.
He didn't say anything more, only giving the conclusion: "So, you've appeared at just the right time, not too early and not too late."
Cheng Jincheng nodded repeatedly, expressing his agreement enthusiastically: "That's right, just right, perfectly timed."
On the way back, the two spent most of their time chatting.
When they arrived at Su Mang's place, Fu Yun and Cheng Jincheng tidied up another unused, dilapidated room and made some simple repairs to the leaky parts, making it barely habitable.
While Cheng Jincheng was tidying up the bedding in the room, Fu Yun called Su Mang to the courtyard and talked to her about the fitness training camp. Of course, he didn't say that the main purpose of setting up the fitness club was to increase the country's military strength. He only said that it was to help people like him who were physically weak to improve their physique, enhance their resistance, reduce the torment of illness, and make their bodies healthy.
Su Mang found it novel but didn't notice anything wrong with it.
After all, she had often seen the young man doing some physical training recently. He explained that it was to exercise his body, improve his physique, and reduce the risk of disease.
In her current understanding, being able to improve her health through some exercise, just like the young man, is a wonderful thing.
As for the man the young master recently recruited, although his origins are unknown, it makes one somewhat uneasy.
But as long as the young master thinks the person is suitable, she will not raise any objections, because she trusts the young master's judgment.
After Cheng Jincheng was settled, Fu Yun and Su Mang organized everything that would be needed for the opening the next day.
When they took out red paper to write down promotional prices, Cheng Jincheng offered to draw some promotional posters for the event. He had a lot of experience drawing promotional posters for the club before.
Upon hearing this, Fu Jun's heart stirred, and he readily agreed.
A combination of pictures and text is definitely more vivid than just text and will attract customers' attention more.
Cheng Jincheng completed three hand-drawn posters with promotional prices and images of milk tea and beverages in just half an hour.
His drawing style is a unique Q-version simple line drawing. The pictures are easy to understand yet lively and playful, refreshing and very attractive.
Fu Yun was full of praise for Cheng Jincheng's painting skills, and even Su Mang was somewhat impressed with him.
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