Chapter 10 This is what professionalism is all about.
Chapter 10 This is what professionalism is all about.
Inside the martial arts school.
Wang Xiaoxian tied her hair up and walked into Hong Jie's office.
Hong Jie sat in the chair like an old man.
Hong Jianguo and Su Changfeng were standing around this precious child, one applying ointment and the other fanning him.
"Sir, Mr. Hong, don't move!"
"Yes, whatever you do, don't move."
Wang Xiaoxian quickly recorded the video.
"Xian'er, I'm your boss, after all. I've paid you and sold myself to you, can't you even show some concern for me?"
Hong Jie opened his mouth and ate a piece of cantaloupe that Su Changfeng handed him, then lazily hummed.
Your face is swollen.
"If I can calm down tonight and show my face during the live stream, that would be the best outcome." Wang Xiaoxian picked up the plaster again and took a close-up photo.
"Xiao Xian has always cared about you. When you were beaten, the girl almost cried," Hong Jianguo said.
"Hmm, that's more like it. Give me a back massage." Hong Jie said with a satisfied smile.
"cut!"
"You actually installed it!"
"Screw him, little fairy, don't spoil him, or he'll float away to the heavens."
Hong Jianguo patted his face and turned away.
Wang Xiaoxian smiled sweetly and remained silent.
"Xiao Jie, come to my house later and help me study the Bagua Palm of the Su family." Su Changfeng handed the fruit plate to Wang Xiaoxian and instructed her.
"Okay, Uncle Su."
"Don't forget to find me some old medicine to replenish my qi and blood, as well as various old martial arts books," Hong Jie said with a hearty laugh.
"rest assured!"
"I'm the president of the martial arts association, after all; I have connections in these areas."
"Wait for my good news."
Su Changfeng left in a great mood.
"Go to the tea table, the medical bills have arrived, and settle Lawyer Zhou's fees while you're at it." Wang Xiaoxian picked up a fork and fed him a piece of fruit.
"This piece is so big, you're trying to choke me to death."
"Wow, Zhu Yong is really something!"
Hong Jie asked in surprise, belatedly realizing what was happening.
"Please, Zhou Baidao is the number one litigator in Wucheng. Handling this matter is a piece of cake for him." Wang Xiaoxian put down the fruit plate, put her hands on Hong Jie's shoulders, and pushed him out.
"Okay, I've learned something new today, even though it was just a small fry," Hong Jie said.
"Attorney Zhou also praised you."
"Not only is her slapping powerful, but she's also quick-witted and can keep up with what he's saying."
"Most people wouldn't participate; they wouldn't make the money."
As Wang Xiaoxian spoke, the two arrived at the tea table.
Zhou Baidao was smoking a thin cigar, his legs crossed. His sharp, thin face, paired with a shiny suit and gold-rimmed glasses, made him look like a suave, scoundrel.
If this were his rival, Hong Jie would want to smash his gold-rimmed glasses if he even glanced at him.
"See? I didn't waste my money, did I?"
"As is customary, I would take 10% of this money, but it was all too rushed at the time, and I didn't expect Zhu Yong to be such a coward. I didn't inform you in advance, so I'll waive that this time."
Zhou Baidao leaned back in his chair and asked with a hint of smugness.
I'll give it to you right now.
Hong Jie opened the drawer, counted out 10,200 yuan in cash, and pushed it in front of Zhou Baidao.
Zhou Baidao counted out 7,200 and handed it to Wang Xiaoxian: "I don't accept cash, Xiaoxian, transfer it to my account later!"
"You don't want this commission?" Hong Jie asked.
"It's mine, not a penny less."
"I won't take a single cent of what isn't mine."
Zhou Baidao buttoned up his suit jacket and walked out with a straight posture.
"That seems pretty awesome!" Hong Jie muttered.
"That's what you call professional. If you ever go international, you'll encounter all sorts of contract traps."
"You'd better keep this god in check!"
"We can't do without him, no matter who's missing!"
Wang Xiaoxian reminded her.
"Okay, I understand!" Hong Jie nodded.
Arrogance without ability is called stupidity.
Arrogance born of ability is called individuality.
It's obvious that Zhou Baidao is a person with a strong personality.
Hong Jie likes to work with people like that.
"By the way, after deducting the platform's cut and taxes, the net revenue from this live stream was NT$83,622!" Wang Xiaoxian handed him a report.
"So many?"
"If you play several matches a month, wouldn't you earn hundreds of thousands?"
Hong Jie was completely dumbfounded.
"Be more confident, okay?"
"Mayweather can earn tens of millions of dollars for a single fight."
"We live in an era where traffic is king."
"As long as you're popular enough, even if you're a pig, Dana Bai and his team can find all sorts of ways to feed you money."
Wang Xiaoxian has lofty goals.
She wants to be the Mani Fok of the sports world!
Hong Jie is her cook!
"Okay, whether I become famous or not is up to you." Hong Jie nodded.
Having an assistant who knows how to operate is quite reassuring.
"Don't worry, with just this one match, your new account has already surpassed Uncle Hong's in followers, reaching over 800,000!"
"Although I can't compare to those viral streamers who gain millions of followers overnight."
"That's a pretty good start."
Wang Xiaoxian tilted her smooth chin up and asked for credit.
He dug up a bean and gained 800,000 followers in one competition.
The speed at which this number was generated is quite astonishing.
Slapping contests and traditional martial arts labels certainly attract attention and generate buzz.
"People are immune to falsehoods, exaggerations, and empty promises now; what they want is the truth!"
"In the realm of competitions and contests, as long as you have real skills, it's only a matter of time before you become famous."
"Mr. Hong, I'm wondering if your first opponent, Zhu Yong, is too strong."
"The starting point is set a bit too high."
"You've seen how ruthless live streaming platforms are. Zhu Yong lost almost all his fans after his defeat."
"Walking down this path means every battle will be bloody."
"You need to think this through!"
Wang Xiaoxian glanced at Hong Jie's swollen cheeks and said with some concern.
"Pressure is a motivator!"
"The strong will always be strong!"
Hong Jie looked at her, his gaze as firm as a mountain.
……
night.
Hong Jie sat cross-legged.
Hong Jie (a third-rate expert)
Martial Arts
Iron Palm: 51/200 (Minor Success)
[Golden Bell Shield: 112/200 (Minor Success)]
[Internal Skill: 94/100 (Beginner)]
This competition was very beneficial; my proficiency in both Iron Palm and Golden Bell Shield increased by twenty points each. It seems I need to find more people to compete with. Only under extreme pressure, fear, and excitement can I unleash my cultivation potential.
He touched his cheek; it still burned and hurt.
Zhu Yong's strength is not to be underestimated; even with his Golden Bell Shield, he would still be quite formidable in a real fight.
However, Xiaoxian is right, the tone seems a bit too high.
If I were to find another opponent, they would either have a higher profile than Zhu Yong, or be stronger and more well-known than Zhu Yong.
Hong Jie decided that once his internal strength reached a minor level of mastery, he would first target Master Tianbao and some foreign internet celebrities.
Once I've mastered the use of pure strength and the Golden Bell Shield resistance, I'll challenge Buakaw and Yang Jianping.
As for defeating Shen Fangbian, one must at least have mastered the Golden Bell Shield technique.
After all, it's your own life. You have to eat one bite at a time and choose one person at a time. It's better to play it safe.
I need to hurry up and start training.
Hong Jie decided to spend the next month reflecting and also ask Chairman Su to collect some more "martial arts manuals".
Iron Palm is an excellent technique for slapping, but it's slightly lacking in close combat.
For the same person, a punch is always more lethal than a palm strike!
If the challenger insists on going to the ring to fight, you still won't be able to do it without a solid boxing technique!
……
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