Goldfinger Auction

Chapter 24: Invest

"Also, brothers can come to our club for tuition at any time in the future... No, it can't be said to be tutoring. Brothers come to our club to communicate, and they won't charge any fees.

"I wonder if my brother is willing?" Shen Daoming asked Sun Suo.

"What is the prize money for this competition? The prize money for the first place?" Sun Suo asked.

"Because it is an official competition organized by the city government, the prize money is not too high. At present, the first place in the youth group is 100,000 yuan, the second place is 50,000 yuan, the third place is 20,000 yuan, and the fourth to tenth places are all 10,000 yuan, and then there is only the honorary certificate." Shen Daoming replied.

"All the expenses are yours, and the bonus is mine, so aren't you a net loss?" Sun Suo is very short of money now, and feels that this matter is not harmful to him. Of course, if you have any doubts, you must clarify it in advance.

Of course, this is also to test Shen Daoming's character.

"Hehe, the finals will be broadcast on TV, and the newspapers and online media will follow up. If the students of our Gunshu Academy win the championship, how much publicity and honor will it be for our Wushu Academy?

"After the reputation is established, the number of students who come to our club will definitely increase greatly. For our club, this will definitely be a profitable business!

"At that time, if I really make money, I will give my brother an extra share. How much is it? Because my club has just opened, and I don't have a clue in my heart, so it's hard to say now." Shen Daoming replied. Sun So.

"Okay, I can consider cooperating with you." Sun Suo agreed after pondering for a while.

From the training session with Shen Daoming just now, the selfless guidance the other party gave him, and the current conversation, Sun Suo felt that Shen Daoming was not the kind of tricky person, and he would say things out clearly.

And this cooperation is not bad for him. Whether it is money or improvement in stick skills, he desperately needs it, so after comprehensive consideration, he agreed to Shen Daoming's request.

"Brother is a cheerful person! When you come to this club in the future, you will just go back to your own home! If you encounter any trouble in life training outside and feel that you can't solve it, just say, my friends and I still have some way to go. Maybe you can help, so don't be polite to us!" Shen Daoming couldn't help but be very happy when he saw that Sun Suo agreed.

"There are other events that can make money, you can also help me keep an eye on them. I've been short of money recently. In addition, my brain is sick... It's the kind of disease that seriously damages the soul. If you find out where there is a treatment for the soul. You can also help me keep an eye on the exercises, and I can buy them when I earn money." Sun Suo didn't meet Shen Daoming, and directly mentioned it to him.

"The soul is seriously damaged?" Shen Daoming looked regretful.

It's no wonder that this young man is so talented, yet has such a poor foundation in stick skills. It is estimated that he has spent all these years in the hospital. Serious damage to the soul is not a trivial matter. If it is not cured, the road of martial arts will be blocked, and it will not even live long.

"All these years have been wasted on this, and there is no time to learn the basics of stick skills." Sun Suo pointed to the left side of his head... Actually, it was where Sun Ni was originally.

"Well, I'll pay attention to you, and let my friends pay attention to you." Shen Daoming took the pen and notepad, and solemnly recorded the two things Sun Suo said on it.

"It's still early, let's play a few more games, and you continue to give me more pointers on cudgel skills. Participating in the competition, my wild cudgel skills won't be on the table, and I'm afraid of damaging your cudgel skills. The face of the art gallery." Sun Suo didn't want to waste the rest of his time.

"It's not pointing, it's communicating... That... I can find another sparring partner for you. Can I guide you to practice? I really can't move today." Shen Daoming heard Sun Suo say that he was going to fight again, Look very helpless.

Cudgel sparring is different from other sports. It is highly stressful and highly focused. Ordinary people can last five minutes in sparring with the intensity they had before.

Because Shen Daoming is physically strong and his physical strength is relatively high, he gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting with Sun Suo at a high intensity for half an hour, but now he is already suffering from backache and exhaustion, and he is afraid that he will not be able to lift a stick again. Moved.

"Okay, you don't have to sparring, you can just point me at the side. My main skill is that the basic skills of stick skills are too poor, and I didn't learn much at the beginning." Sun Suo didn't have to fight against each other. He was abandoned for three years in high school. Now, what is lacking the most is the foundation.

"No problem. When I was in school, the coach said that my foundation was the most solid." Shen Daoming stood up with a smile.

For the next time, Shen Daoming didn't take care of other affairs in the museum, and guided Sun Suo attentively.

Sun Suo also studied very seriously, like a sponge, desperately absorbing every knowledge point.

If there was anything he didn't understand, he brought it up to Shen Daoming on the spot, and Shen Daoming explained everything to him in great detail.

Sun Suo had previously put forward some targeted improvement suggestions for some of the weaknesses exposed during training, and Shen Daoming.

Shen Daoming saw that Sun Suo liked more and more, and he had a hunch that his investment in this young man would definitely not be a loss.

One earnestly teaches, and one earnestly learns, and time will soon pass.

Sun Suo's dinner was just a bag of biscuits in the restaurant to satisfy his hunger.

It was not until the hall closed at 8 o'clock that Sun Suo ended today's training unwillingly.

Shen Daoming asked Sun Suo to have dinner together, but Sun Suo refused.

After all, he hasn't brought any substantial benefits to the club now~www.readwn.com~ It's better not to take too much of this kind of small advantage.

While watching Sun Suo leave, Shen Daoming's cell phone rang, and it was Han Yong who called.

"Brother-in-law, can you lend me the car at night?"

"Why are you borrowing a car?" Shen Daoming asked.

"A friend came over, and I'm going to take them to a place to spend the night." Han Yong replied.

"Aren't you going to have a sports meeting soon? In the first year of high school, you ranked second only to Qiao Hui in the sports meeting in the whole grade; in the second year of high school, you dropped to the fourth place. How many are you going to drop to in the third year of high school? And Is Qiao Hui's strength getting worse and worse?

"The selection competition in the class is about to start, and your head teacher also invited me to be the referee. Why don't you hurry up and train at this time? Don't lose the first round of the class selection, you will be embarrassed by then. !" Shen Daoming persuaded Han Yong.

"Brother-in-law, what do you mean? What do you mean I lost the first round of the selection? I was the first in the class last time, and the opponent in this selection is the last one in the class! I can play with my eyes closed. He was looking for teeth all over the place!

"If I really lost to him, I'd be a jerk? Just drop out of school!

"It's too exaggerated and hurtful to say this! Don't make excuses if you don't want to borrow a car? I'll go to my sister..."

"Don't, don't, just borrow the car from you. I have some things to go out. I'll leave the key with Sister Li. You can go to the club and pick it up yourself." Shen Daoming sighed.

With Han Yong's talent, if he could have half the effort of that young man, he wouldn't be far worse than Qiao Hui in strength!

By the way, the boy's name is Sun Suo, and he is also a student from No. 1 Middle School? I don't know if Han Yong recognizes it or not?

Just as he was about to ask a question, Han Yong had already hung up the phone.

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