pheromone trapping

"Do you play every day?" Jian Xiwen asked.

Ren He nodded: "When I was playing games before, I had to insist on doing daily training every day. After I stopped playing games, I just exercised and maintained my physical fitness."

Jian Xiwen walked over and pushed the sandbag, which was quite heavy.

"Let's eat first." Ren He put the delivered dinner on the desk, opened the lid, and said, "Let's make do with it and eat here."

Jian Xiwen sat down, picked up a fork, took a bite of the chicken breast salad, and nodded: "Well, the taste is not bad. I just saw that the business in the store is good. You can learn from their business acumen and open the fat-reducing restaurant in the fitness club building Down, look!"

Ren He: "..."

This building is mostly fitness-related stores, such as gyms, fighting clubs, sports equipment stores, etc. It is indeed a good choice to open a fat-reducing restaurant here.

The restaurant has been doing very well with almost no effort.

After eating, Ren He took Jian Xiwen to visit the club completely.

Jian Xiwen thought that since this fighting club was sold to someone else, it meant that it was not managed well. He thought he would see a mediocre fighting club with low popularity.But to his surprise, the club covers an area of ​​more than 1000 square meters, the decoration is good, and there are many projects.Mixed Martial Arts, Sanda, Kickboxing, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Junior Boxing, and traditional martial arts.

Traditional martial arts are based on Yizhen School martial arts techniques.

Jian Xiwen looked at the brief introduction hanging on the wall about Yizhen School, a small traditional martial arts school that is good at legwork.To be honest, Jian Xiwen looked back and forth twice, but didn't see any bright spots.

He looked back at Ren He.

Ren He's WeChat nickname is Yizhen, and the club he founded is also called Yizhen, and the Yizhen faction is his teacher.

Jian Xiwen asked casually: "Your teacher is from the Yizhen sect, and you learn traditional martial arts. As a result, the club you run is a mixed martial arts club, which has everything in it. The head of your Yizhen sect will not expel you from the sect. ?”

Ren He calmly said, "I am the master."

"What?!" Jian Xiwen was shocked.

However, upon questioning, Ren He's head is different from the famous and numerous heads in martial arts novels. He has nothing but two juniors, and he doesn't even have any apprentices.

Ren He carefully read the introduction of the Yizhen faction hanging on the wall, and said to Jian Xiwen: "The predecessor of the Yizhen Mixed Martial Arts Club was the Yizhen Martial Arts Gym. The Yizhen Martial Arts Gym was founded by my master, and it was my master's life. blood."

Jian Xiwen raised her eyebrows: "Then you still change the martial arts gym into a mixed martial arts club?"

Ren He turned and walked forward: "Now it's different from before. Boxing matches, mixed martial arts, free combat—these are all influential events. If you don't change your mind about martial arts, it will be difficult to develop."

Jian Xiwen looked at the boxing ring, sandbags, and various sports equipment in the club, and suddenly realized that Ren He was not only a warrior at this moment, but also a businessman.

"Your master has already opened a martial arts gym, why do you only have two juniors?"

"It's just a small martial arts gym. Most of the students are children who take part in interest classes to keep fit. It's hard for young people who are interested in fighting to stay. Most of them come and go. In the end, only the three of us, brothers and sisters, kept going." Stay with Master."

Jian Xiwen nodded: "Then your master is really kind to you, the head of the sect. Although it's useless, it still sounds very cool. He actually let you be the master, not someone from your own family."

"My master was single and unmarried. He was 80 years old when he left and had no relatives around him," Ren He said calmly.

Jian Xiwen didn't expect it, and was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

Ren He turned his head and waved to Jian Xiwen who was stunned in place: "Come here, pick the one you like."

Jian Xiwen hurriedly followed and found that it was a merchandise counter filled with all kinds of gloves, including full-finger, half-finger, and straps.

The little brother at the counter greeted Ren He and looked at Jian Xiwen curiously.

Ren He pointed to a pair of black boxing gloves on the counter and said, "Give him these."

Jian Xiwen was confused: "Why did you give me boxing gloves?"

"You have to wear this during training to protect your hands. You are a novice, and boxing gloves are more suitable for you." Ren He explained, "Let you experience it."

"Then I want that white glove to match with my clothes today." Jian Xiwen said confidently.

The guy at the counter: "..."

Ren He: "...give him a white one."

While Jian Xiwen was picking gloves, there were quite a lot of people in the club.Now is the time for the noon class to start, and some office workers will seize the time to take a 10-minute class during the lunch break, and then go back to work.

Jian Xiwen easily became the focus of the crowd's attention. Even though he was wearing a mask, he could still be seen as a handsome guy.

Not to mention the thin black collar around his neck, in stark contrast to his fair skin, exuding an alluring and unknowing aura, reminding most of the Alphas here that this is a good-looking and attractive Omega .

Jian Xiwen had long been used to being noticed by others, so he didn't take it to heart at all, and only focused on watching Ren He help him wrap his bandages.

Ren He let him sit on the rest chair, half-kneeled and squatted in front of him, grabbed his hand, and skillfully wrapped a three-meter-long strap around his hand, not tight or loose.

"Why are you wearing boxing gloves and wrapping them around straps?" Jian Xiwen asked.

"It's the same as wearing socks and shoes." Ren He replied patiently.

After wrapping it up, Ren He suddenly rubbed Jian Xiwen's fingertips with his fingers.

Ren He's hands are thick, calluses and scars from years of punching.When he rubbed like this, Jian Xiwen's soft fingers seemed to be scratched by rough sandpaper, and his whole hand was numb, almost throwing Ren He's hand out.

Jian Xiwen gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?!"

"You have calluses on your hands. I thought that a delicate person like you should take good care of your hands." Ren He said, rubbing Jian Xiwen's fingers again, and added, "But the calluses are not thick."

I didn't find anything wrong with my actions at all.

Jian Xiwen felt that the eyes of the people around him were focused on him and Ren He. Except for filming, he had never had such an intimate action with anyone. Jian Xiwen felt that his face was going to burn.

Isn't this Ren He too nervous!

How can you touch an Omega's hand like this!

Jian Xiwen withdrew his hand, and replied coldly: "It's the piano master."

Ren He suddenly realized, stood up, and said without noticing anything, "Let's do a simple warm-up first."

Jian Xiwen wanted to scold him, but felt that everyone around him was looking at them, so he gave him a glare, put on his boxing gloves, and followed him into a small training room that was empty.

After the simple warm-up, Ren He taught Jian Xiwen how to play speedball and sandbags.

Since Jian Xiwen was a novice, Ren He only taught the basic movements and didn't let him practice for too long.

Jian Xiwen pulled off the mask, and hit the sandbags for a while as Ren He taught.The sandbag was very heavy, about several hundred catties. After hitting Jian Xiwen for a while, he felt his fist hit the heavy sandbag, making a muffled sound, which relieved his pressure very much.

Unknowingly, he played for 10 minutes without saying a word.

"Okay." Ren He stopped him, "Don't fight for too long, come back next time."

"It's only been 10 minutes." Jian Xiwen wanted to hit him again, "If I hit the sandbag for an hour every day, will the beatings become severe?"

Ren He: "...Who do you want to hit?"

Jian Xiwen counted them one by one: "The perverted bastard, Guan Jiamao, the senior management of the company, hack my marketing account every day...there are too many to count."

Ren He asked directly: "In a bad mood?"

Jian Xiwen didn't know how Ren He found out, but he froze for a moment, and said stiffly: "No."

Ren He walked over to touch his head, and lightly touched Jian Xiwen's hair with his half-gloved hands.Jian Xiwen could feel the rough texture of the gloves and Ren He's carefulness.

Jian Xiwen suddenly felt tired. After more than ten minutes of warming up and punching, he was actually tired.He sat on the floor of the training room and said sullenly, "I don't know either."

Ren He unscrewed the cap of the mineral water and handed it to Jian Xiwen.

Jian Xiwen took it, took two sips, and asked, "Are you so considerate to everyone?"

Ren He: "?"

Jian Xiwen screwed up the mineral water bottle by himself, and snorted coldly: "As expected of a man who has been on blind dates several times, the cap is screwed really well."

Ren He, who suffered from yin and yang for no reason: "..."

"I really envy you, you are so assertive." Jian Xiwen leaned against the wall, "Won the world championship in the game, so much money, and sold the house, and used all the money to open such a club. But the business failed, and the club was transferred. I gave it to someone else, and I came here to be their bodyguard. But I don’t think that even the loss of the house has affected you at all. You get [-] to [-] every day. You dare to contradict Guan Jiamao. In my opinion, you are Don't listen to a word!"

Ren He: "..."

In fact, his business has not failed, and the store has not been transferred to others, so he is so calm.

but--

"I didn't pull."

Jian Xiwen stared at her beautiful eyes, and she gave him another look.

"Aren't you pushy?! I couldn't refute what Guan Jiamao said, but you almost pissed him off. Up to now, I still pay your salary, don't you know? Also, I think you don't listen to me as an employer. If you don’t, you’ll hit me every time you speak!”

Ren He: "..."

Ren He wanted to say that you should not make trouble for no reason, but he had a hunch not to say this.

"I feel that staying in Lifeng is already very boring. If this matter is told, no one will believe it. Including the staff around me, Qiao Lan, Qiqi, Xiaoyang, and Guan Jiamao. I I have been in Lifeng for four years, and they have already praised me as a top-notch. The salary is tens of millions, and there are countless endorsements. The resources are extremely good, and now they want to release an album for me. The budget is very high, and it is the highest album of the company this year. The production budget. They want to spend a lot of money to shoot the MV, and they want my MV to attract the attention of countless people, and the topic will explode as soon as it comes out."

"But I still find it boring." Jian Xiwen sighed, he sighed all the time recently, "I don't know what's wrong with me. Of course I want to be popular, and I also want topics and traffic, but now I'm just not happy."

Ren He looked at him: "Deep in your heart, what is your truest thought?"

Jian Xiwen turned to look at him: "I want to leave Li Feng."

Ren He was straightforward: "The contract will not be renewed when it expires."

"That's why I said I envy you..." Jian Xiwen gave him another inexplicable look, "If I don't renew the contract, where should I go? Other companies are probably similar to Lifeng, and they don't even have as good resources as Lifeng. If you set up a personal studio , I have no contacts, no resources, my hands are empty, and I don’t know how to start the first step.”

Jian Xiwen hugged her knees tightly, put her face on it, and said in a muffled voice: "I said I have no friends, but I really have no friends. Do you think I'm lying to you? I'm not like you, as soon as I come in, so many people greet you. "

This Jane Xiwen looks like a small animal, a little weak and helpless.

Ren He thought for a while, and tried to encourage him: "Actually, this matter is very simple. You don't have financial troubles, just follow your heart and follow your own path. You can learn to solve the difficulties you encounter one by one."

"I don't dare." Jian Xiwen said, "I'm not as powerful as you, who dare to sell the house to work. I don't have the guts, I can't bear hardships, I just want to sing and dance on the stage beautifully. But damn company , and won’t let me sing the songs I want to sing.”

Ren He wanted to laugh a little.

In his opinion, none of Jane Xiwen's problems was a problem.Jian Xiwen was just used to staying in the greenhouse and didn't dare to come out.

Jian Xiwen raised her head and glared: "Are you laughing at me?!"

Ren He shook his head: "I didn't laugh at you, I just thought, so I am a very powerful person in your heart?"

Ren He has beautiful eyes, not the kind of big eyes, but very energetic. When looking at people, he is very focused.Such eyes, coupled with eyebrows as thick as ink, Jian Xiwen can only think of the words "sword eyebrows and star eyes".

With such eyes, he looked at Jian Xiwen with a smile.

Jian Xiwen only felt that his face was burned, and he denied it angrily.But Ren He didn't seem to take the denial seriously, and there was still a smile in his eyes when he sent Jian Xiwen home.