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Chapter 34 Work Solution
Home.

Zhang Feng looked at the Happy Coconut that had just appeared, while looking at the text in his field of vision.

【Goal Completed】

[Main Path 'Three Months' Reward: 100 Adventure Experience]

[Adventure Level: 1 (100/200)]

[Reward for surviving for four months: 50 Honor]

Honor Level: 1 (150/200)

[Due to completing two 'Fate' lines, your 'First Enhancement Choice' will receive a slight quality improvement]

[Note: The +1 boost at the start is counted towards the total number of times]

[Example: The original maximum enhancement is '21' times, but now it will become '22']

……

"Strength +1, and quality improvement?"

After reading the text, Zhang Feng felt that he had gained a lot this time.

'If you can get a highly efficient development attribute at the beginning, then all your future training will be twice as effective with half the effort.

If the next world is suitable and there is more time.

You could try practicing both Hard Qigong and Eight Steps to Chase Cicadas to perfection.'

While thinking, Zhang Feng picked up a coconut as big as his head and went to the kitchen.

In the process of cracking coconuts.

Zhang Feng thought back to the events of the previous world and found that it was the same as he had guessed.

The trials and the previous world were truly life-saving.

But it was a 'return to the past' that changed the fate line.

Click—

Coconut opened.

Different from ordinary coconut.

This 'text coconut' has a lot of juice, about two liters, and it is still iced when it leaves the factory.

Zhang Feng picked it up, found a straw, lay back on the bed, and drank the coconut water happily. "This is also very convenient for replenishing water. It is absorbed instantly, so you don't have to worry about drinking too much water and getting up at night."

……

morning.

After Zhang Feng stretched his body for a while, he went to a martial arts gym on the edge of the city.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Arrived at the door of the restaurant.

Zhang Feng saw that it had two floors, each about one thousand square meters, similar to a standard medium-sized gym.

at the same time.

There were two men in their thirties handing out advertisements at the door.

They are not strong and have no martial arts skills.

It was simply because a friend of theirs opened a business and they came to help out.

"Brother, we've just opened a new business and there are discounts!"

When they saw Zhang Feng coming, they immediately handed over the advertisement.

"Okay." Zhang Feng glanced at it and then asked, "I'm here to apply for the position of manager. Which way should I go after entering?"

"Boss?" One of the men was stunned and looked Zhang Feng up and down.

He looked at Zhang Feng and found him not strong at all.

At most, there is a faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine on the body.

"Dude, this is no joke." Another tall young man laughed and said, "To calm the situation down, we need to fight for real, not just put on a show.

Moreover, those who will challenge us in the future may not be ruthless people.

Are you sure you're okay?"

"No problem." Zhang Feng was very calm.

"Okay." The tall young man nodded, thinking that since the newcomer dared to apply for this position, he must have some ability.

However, he knew that he would never be able to figure it out, and he didn't want to try.

Because he came to help, not to be beaten.

So, he said to Zhang Feng, "The owner is here, shall we go meet him?"

"Thank you." Zhang Feng followed him into the museum.

At first glance, even though there are some exercise equipment around, it doesn't seem crowded at all.

But there are not many people here now, only a few students.

"At the back." The tall young man led Zhang Feng to the back again.

There is also space at the back, which is a large room without any exercise equipment.

In the middle is a large area of ​​spliced ​​soft floor.

now.

A man in his thirties was saying something to a strong man in his forties.

But when Zhang Feng and the other two came in.

The man stopped talking and asked the tall young man, "Who is this?"

"This gentleman is here to apply for the position of headmaster," the tall young man said, and then introduced the man to Zhang Feng, saying, "This is the owner, Zhuang Dingheng."

"Zhang Feng." After Zhang Feng saw that the owner had no martial arts foundation, he took a few steps forward and extended his hand to him.

"Nice to meet you..." The owner of the Zhuang martial arts school was originally thinking about his own martial arts school and wanted to cup his fists, but when he saw Zhang Feng extending his hand, he smiled and stepped forward to shake hands and said, "Hello, hello."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Feng again, "Zhang...Master Zhang, you don't mind me calling you that, right?"

"Why would I mind?" Zhang Feng said with a smile, "Master Zhuang, let me get straight to the point. What is the procedure for us to become the headmaster?"

"Simple." The gym owner asked directly, "Do you have relevant coaching qualifications? Or where have you learned martial arts?"

Asked about qualifications. Zhang Feng paused for a moment before saying, "I really don't have any qualifications, but can you be more direct, like actual combat?

After all, we are running a martial arts school, and after all, the final word comes down to actual combat."

"Okay!" Seeing Zhang Feng's directness, the gym owner turned to look at the burly man next to him, "This is Master Wang, our head coach.

He is proficient in Sanda and Shaolin Taizu Changquan, and has some insights into other martial arts styles.”

"Hello." Zhang Feng clasped his fists this time and said to Master Wang, "Zhang Feng, I have learned a lot from various schools of thought on my own and have some understanding of them."

"Hello." Master Wang clasped his fists and looked at Zhang Feng with a serious look.

Even though Zhang Feng didn't look strong, the faint smell of Chinese medicine on his body made Master Wang know that Master Zhang had taken a medicinal bath.

"He practices martial arts and takes medicinal baths, so he must have something on him, and it's not just a pretense."

Master Wang takes it very seriously.

Zhang Feng also clasped his fists and said, "Please!"

"Please!" Master Wang started with the Shaolin Long Fist.

After looking at him for a second or two, Zhang Feng took a big step forward, crossed the two-meter distance in one step, and came in front of Master Wang.

Master Wang didn't react yet.

Zhang Feng used one hand to push away his fist in front of him, and then he threw a Shaolin long fist, stopping at his face.

There is a gap in physical fitness and a gap in experience.

Let Zhang Feng deliver a fatal blow within one second.

Even the tall young man and the gym owner next to them didn't have time to pretend to watch the fight before the competition was over.

But it was precisely the ending scene that made the tall young man feel very fortunate.

"Fortunately, I didn't try it... otherwise it would be embarrassing..." The tall young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is this Master Zhang so amazing?" the owner thought, feeling like he had found a treasure.

"Master Wang, thank you for your kindness." Zhang Feng put his fists away and stood still.

"Is there such a huge difference between his and my physical fitness and experience?" Master Wang was confused.

Although he already knew in his heart that Zhang Feng must be no ordinary person and he paid a lot of attention to him, he did not expect that he would lose so quickly.

"My skills are not as good as others." Master Wang quickly shook his head and made a solemn fist salute.

It means 'Thank you for showing mercy just now'.

When you are out, you can lose your fight but you can never lose your manners.

Master Wang is a very capable person who can afford to lose and let go.

"Master." He finished his greeting and looked at the Master again, "If Master Zhang is stationed here, I won't be able to take on the title of head coach."

"Master Wang, you misunderstood." Zhang Feng saw that Master Wang wanted to give up his title, and immediately explained, "I am the hired steward.

I don’t want to teach students at the moment.”

Zhang Feng said, then took out his phone and opened their recruitment page. "Doesn't it say that you can arrange your schedule freely?"

……

The rest of the morning.

Zhang Feng had agreed on the salary and benefits with the owner of the museum.

The current monthly basic salary is 20,000.

If anything happens in the future, such as someone coming over to exchange ideas, there will be additional payment.

Before leaving.

The owner of the museum, Master Wang and others were seeing us off.

Arrived at the door.

The owner of the restaurant said, "Master Zhang, you should have a meal before you leave."

"No." Zhang Feng was only thinking about going home to exercise. "There will be plenty of opportunities to sit together in the future."

"Okay." The owner nodded, and then said, "Why don't you just quit your job as a teacher? I'll just ask someone to get you a certificate, and you can stay in the school and teach students with Master Wang.

As for the salary issue, we can discuss it again.

Everything is discussed.”

"Let's wait for a while." Zhang Feng did not refuse outright.

Because if there is any bottleneck in the future, then I can teach my apprentices and see how people with different body structures use their strength, and maybe I can find some new ways to make adjustments.

but not now.

……

night.

A stir-fry restaurant.

"Brother Zhang, the monthly salary is very high!"

Fellow runner Xiao Li smiled and took the menu. "To congratulate you, I'll treat you to this meal! After all, you haven't received your salary yet."

"No." Zhang Feng waved his hand, "I promised to treat you to a meal, and I still have enough money for a meal.

Besides, you usually treat me at the night market stall."

"But you taught me how to exercise." Xiao Li shook his head. "One thing is one thing."

"Yes, that's one thing for another." Zhang Feng pointed at the menu in his hand, "But this time you helped me find a good job, I should be grateful."

"Brother Zhang is so capable that he got the job." Xiao Li, a businessman, was very articulate. "Otherwise, even if I found a better one, it would be useless, wouldn't it?"

"I'll treat you." Zhang Feng didn't want to argue. "That's it."

"Okay!" Xiao Li nodded. "If you say so, I'll order it."

After saying that, he started drawing on the menu.

After finishing the painting, he didn't let Zhang Feng see it.

But after a while the food came up and the waiter announced that the dishes were ready.

Zhang Feng discovered that there were just two dishes and two bowls of ramen.

"Let's talk about it after you get your salary." Xiao Li quickly took out his chopsticks and handed a pair to Zhang Feng. "Then I won't be polite. I want hot pot, four plates of meat."

(End of this chapter)