Chapter 139

Both cars in the garage are too flashy, not to mention the fuel consumption.

Let alone a coach of a small martial arts school, it is estimated that Qingyao will accidentally become a Sanda champion in the future. She is embarrassed to drive out in a swagger. It is not a luxury supported by her ability to make money. She really has no face to use it in public.

The money he spent as an artist last time was returned to Qu Ke and bought a bill for his wronged behavior at that time. Although it was later clarified, the advertising film and television contracts received were destroyed, and the money was paid out early. Qingyao still saved a little money for entertainment notes last year, which has been used almost in this period of time.

Although she doesn't need money for food and accommodation, she always needs money to go out. She didn't have much money left on her card.

Fortunately, I have a job now.

Everything is fine in the villa. It's just inconvenient to take a car. She wants to save money and can't take a taxi every day in the future.

I had to take a taxi to the subway station first, and then take the subway to Fujin building. In this way, I really saved dozens of yuan at once.

When I was on the subway, I felt like a monkey in the zoo.

Many people keep staring at her endlessly.

This is the legacy of being an artist.

Fortunately, a star is a star. When a star, fan Yue and stylists toss her face and her hair to death every day. Sometimes she tosses so far away that she can't recognize it.

Now I don't want to be an artist, restore my original appearance, and I don't need to make up or adjust all kinds of hairstyles. Qingyao's original appearance is very different from that at that time.

She suspected that those people in the subway must suspect that they are female artists Qingyao.

But look at her ordinary dress, a messy short hair (during the new year, she went to an ordinary barber's shop to cut her hair again. She didn't cut her bangs, but kept them deliberately, even covering half of her eyes), and her pale colorless face. She doesn't feel like it.

Whether it's a mobile phone or a newspaper, there's no comparison (years ago, Lu Shaoqiu showed her magic power and asked the relevant media and the Internet to clear away her artist photos, videos, films, etc.).

Therefore, it is precisely because of this kind of entanglement of passers-by that Qingyao can continue to take his own subway quietly.

When I got off the subway, I received a call from Lu Shaoqiu.

Qingyao smiled at him, "morning!"

"In such a good mood?"

"Finally, I don't have to be a rice bug. I'm in a good mood to start living on my own."

"I'd like to be your rice."

Qingyao burst out laughing: "but I don't like being an insect. It's a big living man. Who wants to be an insect."

Lu Shaoqiu wanted to blame her, but he smiled: "well, just be happy."

Let her toss about these days. It's better to get everything done and give it to her at that time, so as to save a lot of confusion at the beginning and let her take charge. She still has a headache.

"By the way, I have something to report to you first."

"What's up?" Lu Shaoqiu's tone was obviously nervous.

"Don't be nervous. How timid I am. I can't do big bad things. Don't worry."

Lu Shaoqiu hum: "I hope, say it, what bad thing?"

"It's not a bad thing to say. Why are you so suspicious!" Qingyao laughed and continued to sell him.

Lu Shaoqiu didn't wait for LISO's answer and was silent.

Qingyao is boring to play alone: "I don't wear my watch. I put it at home. It's inconvenient for me to do this."

"It's still a small matter? I wear it even when I sleep. I've never been away. Dare you take it?"

"I said it's inconvenient. I have to practice with others later. If I want to lose money, if I want to be hospitalized, I have to ask for money. It's not worth it. My salary won't be enough to fill in this watch later!"

Lu Shaoqiu became more and more angry: "don't you be a coach? Just teach in front. What do you practice? Also, how old are your students, male or female?"

Qing Yao: "

Does he think she's going to be a primary school teacher? Just teach ahead!

She must be out of her mind to tell him about taking off her watch.

Or is it his brain pumping at all? As for such a small thing?

"Why don't you answer the question? Yun Qingyao, talk!"

Qingyao skimmed his mouth and quickly made a long story short with him: "I will try to teach only in front, not to tell you, I'm here, hang up, bye!"

"Yun Qingyao -"

Qingyao has hung up his mobile phone.

She really arrived. At the door of Fujin building stood several powerful men with Kongwu leaflets, with the logo of "Oren martial arts school" printed on their black coats.

Qingyao was stunned. He was the martial arts school where he had to work.

She quickly ran over and said hello to one of the most handsome guys: "Hi, Hello, I'm the new Sanda coach of our Oren martial arts school. My name is Yun Qingyao on my first day at work today."

The guy probably heard about it and smiled: "Hello, I'm taekwondo coach Lai Qiang. Just call me Xiaoqiang in the future."

"Xiaoqiang, you are a coach. Why are you sending leaflets here?"

"Pull customers."

Qingyao's small face twitched: "isn't that what recruiters have to do?"

Lai Qiang was stunned: "the personnel department didn't tell you? They can't recruit a few recruiters. We mostly have to find them ourselves. There is an additional Commission. Recruit a commission that takes 30% of the tuition fee."

"Tuition fee 30%?" Qingyao's eyes brightened.

"Yes."

"OK, I'll go through the entry formalities first. Thank you, Xiaoqiang!"

"You're welcome. They are all colleagues. By the way, if you want to get a commission, remember to ask the students to fill in that you are their recommender, so that you can get a commission."

"OK! When I get someone, I'll invite you to dinner!" this Xiaoqiang is too warm and Qingyao likes it.

Qingyao is more excited and excited. She sleeps in the trough and gets a 30% commission. It takes a few people a day. Won't she be able to step into the ranks of little rich women soon? Cool!

It seems that when I go home from work today, the first thing is to advertise online and print leaflets!

Life is full of hope.

After receiving the work card and work clothes from the personnel assistant, Qingyao officially took office.

The martial arts school already has students who registered several years ago. The company is still on annual leave, so they take advantage of leisure to learn some sports they are interested in.

Qingyao changed his sportswear with the martial arts school logo and went to his own field on the third floor to officially start classes with new students.

Open the door and go in. The broad Taoist field is bright and wide.

People in twos and threes stood up and looked at Qingyao.

And the tall man who came face to face let Qingyao Qi not fight.

And he is still wearing a brand-new sportswear of the martial arts school.

Qingyao stares at him coldly: "Gu Jingcheng, are you sick? What are you doing here?"

Gu Jingcheng didn't care about her coldness and showed a handsome smile: "what's fun? I'm a student. I just reported my name this morning."

"Labor and capital don't accept you!"

"The money has been paid!" Gu Jingcheng leaned close to her ear. "The recommender wrote you with a commission."

"How do you know? Er, no, I don't want you even if there is a commission!"

"From today on, I will call an employee to register with you every day, and all the recommenders will write you."

A small abacus in Qingyao's heart began to crackle. Then he saw Gu Jingcheng's smile on his face and suddenly roared: "you're especially attracted all Penang people. All the recommenders write about labor and capital, and labor and capital don't accept you!"

"Are you Yun Qingyao? The new Sanda coach from the martial arts school?" a thin man came in from the door, inserted between the two and looked up and down at Qing Yao.

The quarrel between Qingyao and Gu Jingcheng had to end. Gu Jingcheng stood in front of Qingyao like a bird. He was more than a head taller than the thin man, looked down at him and asked, "what's the matter with coach Yun?"

Gu Jingcheng asked to see that the man was not a student of the martial arts school. He didn't wear the sportswear of the martial arts school.

"It's nothing. I just want to have a competition. Your Oren martial arts school robbed the students of our refined martial arts school. I have to give you an explanation?"

Qing Yuan wants to laugh. Isn't she so famous? Is it so special that you can rob his students on your first day at work? neuropathy!

Gu Jingcheng has answered for her: "this is not a martial arts contest. Besides, it is their willingness to learn where the students go. It proves that you can't keep the students unless you have the strength. Instead of having time to mess around here, it's better to find a way to keep the students you still have!"

Qingyao clapped for Gu Jingcheng in her heart, but when she thought he was Gu Jingcheng, the damn cheating Gu Jingcheng, she cleared her throat and immediately pulled down her face again.

"Your boss has agreed to let us have a competition. Why? Yun Qingyao, don't you dare?" the thin man provoked in a sharp voice.

"The clouds are clear!" suddenly a group of people came to the door.

The first of them was a tall, burly old man in dark blue tunic. His voice was full of breath.

Qingyao looked at him and frowned. She didn't know him either.

But she knew one of those people, Lai Qiang, who had just met downstairs.

Seeing that the situation was bad, Lai Qiang ran up to Qingyao and whispered, "this is general manager Tang, the big boss of our martial arts school."

Qingyao was reluctant to go over and called out indifferently, "Tang Zonghao!"

He smiled at the corner of his mouth: "this is the Sanda coach of our refined martial arts school upstairs. He is a master of men's three sections. If he doesn't accept it, you can compete with him and fight for face for our martial arts school."

Qingyao couldn't figure it out: "business depends on their abilities. When students run away, they will find other martial arts schools to challenge. What's this skill? I don't want to compare it. It's meaningless!"

President Tang gave a dry cough. Looking around, he was embarrassed, but he still bowed down and approached Qingyao in a small voice: "Please, coach Yun, as soon as you submitted your resume, HR told me. I was the first to admit you without even an interview. I liked your ability. I also saw the last video. Coach Yun is really good at martial arts and is not afraid of humiliation. To tell you the truth, the refined martial arts school is run by my wife. All her students came to me and have a temper with me. You have to compete with me Give me a face and I'll give you a commission for all the students in the future! "