It’s too few with only fifty-five students in the martial arts school.
Zhang Feng thought about this and looked at the time, it was almost 8:30.
Zhang Feng never missed his night runs.
He finishes running at ten.
At the park entrance.
Zhang Feng looked at his running buddy Xiaoli, "Li Zi, let’s go, eat skewers?"
"Eat what skewers?" Xiaoli wiped sweat with a towel, "You’ve really been making money these days, and I’ve really had enough.
Six days of running with you, damn it, I haven’t lost weight, I’ve gained three pounds instead?"
Zhang Feng didn’t respond to him, just asked, "Just tell me if you’ll eat."
He laughed, "Brother Zhang, I’ll eat, I want to eat skewers!"
Also the seventh day in reality.
Zhang Feng went to work as usual.
"Hello, Coach Zhang!"
"Hello, Teacher Zhang!"
Just past nine o’clock, as soon as he entered the martial arts school, already more than twenty students were waiting for Zhang Feng.
Especially at noon and in the evening, the number often reached around forty.
Especially yesterday, Sunday, in the afternoon there were fifty-two people, almost full.
At this moment, Zhang Feng watched them all bow their fists toward him and nodded like an old master, handing out the water cup he held.
A student stepped forward to take it, then went to pour water for Zhang Feng.
"You guys practice first, just follow the steps I taught."
Zhang Feng looked at the expectant students,
"First, hold a horse stance for twenty minutes, if possible, don’t rest midway.
Stable Strength is the beginning of all skills.
When I come downstairs, I’ll teach you some self-defense techniques."
"Yes, Coach!" they answered simultaneously, then started practicing horse stance against each other.
Zhang Feng glanced around and headed straight upstairs.
Arrived at the owner’s office.
The door wasn’t closed, the owner was napping on the sofa.
When he heard footsteps and saw Zhang Feng coming in, he said helplessly, "What’s up so early, Master Zhang?"
"About the martial arts school," Zhang Feng sat on the opposite sofa, "I’ve got an idea these past two days and want to discuss it."
"Go ahead," the owner sat up immediately when he heard business, "Should I call Master Wang to join us?"
"Sure." Zhang Feng leaned on the sofa and started discussing, "Does the owner have any intentions of opening a branch?"
Zhang Feng wanted to see more human data, so he’d been thinking about using the owner’s resources to expand the teaching scale.
It doesn’t require much worry, nor is it too much work.
Every now and then taking a stroll would yield tons of knowledge.
Alternatively, if the owner doesn’t plan on opening a branch.
Zhang Feng would start teaching and touring all the martial arts schools around.
"Branch?" The owner was surprised to hear Zhang Feng mentioning this, "How did you know I wanted a branch?
I’ve been thinking these days, once the branch is open, get you to oversee it, giving you a 5% share."
"Where would it open?" Zhang Feng didn’t care about the 5%, he was more concerned about the scale of the school’s opening.
"Provincial capital." The owner smiled, "I’ve seen the place, if Master Zhang is not busy, would you like to have a look together?"
"Good, afternoon." Zhang Feng nodded.
After lunch, went around in the afternoon.
The martial arts school in the provincial capital is on the Third Ring Road, not considered suburbs.
Due to the predecessor being a medium-sized gym, it’s similar to the city’s martial arts school.
Zhang Feng felt pretty good, and later he could visit one more place, seeing more power exertion techniques.
He also heard the owner say there’d be more franchisees coming in the future, opening more schools.
Zhang Feng got even happier.
Night run, arrived at the supermarket entrance.
Zhang Feng still left early.
Xiaoli didn’t mind Zhang Feng, just nodded and directly prepared to run.
Zhang Feng called him, walked forward a few steps, and said, "How about being an assistant instructor at the martial arts school?
I remember you said you didn’t want to work at home, you wanted to do it on your own, wanted independence."
"I do want independence." Xiaoli first nodded, then instinctively asked, "Brother Zhang, how much does the assistant instructor earn? Is it the one you’re at?"
"Twenty thousand, but not local." Zhang Feng said, and promised, "You helped me find this job back then, it was twenty thousand, I’ll give you at least twenty thousand now."
"It’s really a lot." Xiaoli first exclaimed, then thought and shook his head,
"I know I can’t sit still, nor do the job, and if I cause you trouble later it’s gonna change our friendship to a business relationship.
How’s that different from my business friends?"
He said while getting ready to run, changing to a smile, "Brother Zhang, remember to come tomorrow for our appointment, buy me skewers, that’s all I recall."
"Okay!" Zhang Feng smiled and waved at him.
Close to eleven o’clock.
’After several days of knowledge gathering, Spirit Awakening has reached 68%.’
Zhang Feng glanced at his fingers and then looked at the text countdown.