Jian Heng glanced at Evan and asked, "Boxer?"

The physique looks a bit similar, but are there any particularly famous Chinese or Asian players in the boxing circle? Jian Heng is a little unaware of the matter in this industry, so he cannot be sure of it.

Evan nodded, put down the fork in his hand, and said to Jian Heng: "Well, but my grades are not very good. First, my speed is not fast enough, and second, my strength is also lacking."

Jian Heng heard this and said to himself: Damn, you can't play with me, right? A boxer who has no speed or strength, so tell me what you have, right? Isn't this nonsense?

In fact, Evan is really nonsense. He is just a level of training. He is also beaten to the professional boxing world and serves as a cushion for others. But there are some people in this world who are determined and will not look back even if they hit the wall! Evan is like this. He always thinks he is an excellent boxer, but Baoyu is covered in dust and no one knows it.

As for where this confidence comes from, only God knows.

"Which heavyweight?" In view of Xu Zhaobin, Jian Heng did not ask his thoughts and asked about his level again.

"Heavyweight!" Evan replied quite straightforwardly.

"Oh!" Jian Heng turned his gaze to Xu Zhaobin after hearing this: "Improve strength and speed?"

Xu Zhaobin replied: "It is natural to improve both items. If you can't, you can make up for one and gain strength."

Tsk! Jian Heng looked at Xu Zhaobin without saying anything.

Xu Zhaobin understood Jian Heng's meaning, but Xu Zhaobin didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at Evan who lowered his head and ate with a fork, and replied to Jian Heng's wry smile.

Jian Heng saw Xu Zhaobin's expression and turned to talk to Evan about his conditions.

Who knew that Jian Heng hadn't opened his mouth yet? Evan himself put down the fork in his hand and wiped his mouth and spoke: "Actually, I have had a dream since I was a child that I want to be the first heavyweight boxing champion of Asians. I want to prove to everyone that we Asians, or Chinese, are not just nerds who only know how to read books, but we can also be boxing champions..."

This person not only said but also had feelings. He seemed to have moved himself as he spoke, and tears flashed in his eyes, as if he was for the country and the people.

Jian Heng couldn't stand it when he heard it. To be honest, what Jian Heng was most annoying was this thing. He was moved several times every year. He had been a little tired of this thing. Besides, this person was not as good as those who talked about in China. This level was the level of county-level TV anchors. I wanted to trick Jian Heng and the tears from these people, so I would go back to practice for twenty years.

Jian Heng was helpless, resisted the disgust in his heart, closed his hearing, and focused on eating vegetables. He raised his head from time to time, and looked at the kid Evan's squirming mouth, hoping to stuff a basin into it.

What Asians can’t do, what are the Chinese labels, and then it goes up to what Chinese people can do.

Jian Heng just wants to say, he is so irrelevant to me! There is a kind of boxing that makes you so fucking hair. This thing is a dick. What if the boxing champions are among the top ten Chinese?

It is the right way to really think that Chinese people will become the world's Nanbowan, develop their economy, and then break up the army and overthrow the United States. At that time, the status of Chinese or Chinese people is not high.

As for the others, Jian Heng doesn't think it's useful.

The jungleism that European and American countries already believe in. If you reason and want to show it under other people's rules, it is better to save some effort and go home and eat more rice.

He Ye also looked surprised when he heard this. He raised his head and looked at Jian Heng, raised the chopsticks in his hand, and then glanced at him, meaning: Who do you think this guy is? Why do you want to win sympathy for others with this acting skills?

Evan's words all exudes a sense of being a compatriot, and his parents were also moved from a province in China. Since everyone is living in the United States, Chinese people should unite and help each other.

Of course, as far as the so-called mutual help is concerned, everyone wants to help him Evan. As for how he helps everyone, He Ye has heard it for almost five minutes now, but he has not understood at all. What can Evan do to help Jian Heng?

So He Ye raised the chopsticks in his hand and gestured at Jian Heng, meaning that this grandson could not even use the chopsticks. It is too nonsense for Chinese people who are learning to talk about it. Just think that our buddy is a three-year-old child? Can he coax it and play with it?

Seeing He Ye's eyes right, Jian Heng shrugged his shoulders slightly, meaning: Let's watch his performance and act like a monkey.

Jian Heng knew very well that some people now think that they are the smartest people in the world, and anyone can be merciless, thinking that they are the protagonists of the novel, and they have the "turtle spirit" as soon as they appear.

"So I hope you can help me. Let me put it this way, my skills are not a problem at all, but now I just lack a little physical fitness." Evan opened his mouth and said solemnly to Jian Heng, as if his ideals had a great relationship with Jian Heng.

Boxing lacks physical fitness, so you can feel funny no matter how you hear these words.

Jian Heng ignored him and turned to Xu Zhaobin and asked, "Have you told him about my conditions?"

"I didn't say it!" Xu Zhaobin said.

After receiving Xu Zhaobin's words, Jian Heng said to Evan: "There is no problem to help you, but I also charge you. Ordinary training is not suitable for you. For strength training like you, I will give you a 30% discount for Lao Xu's face. I will charge you 70,000 US dollars a month. Starting from three months, I can guarantee that your strength will be significantly improved in three months."

"70,000 US dollars a month, the food house is calculated separately." Evan was startled by Jian Heng's offer.

Originally, he felt it was expensive after hearing Xu Zhaobin's words, but when he heard that Jian Heng had such a high training level, he got involved with Xu Zhaobin.

Now I put a lot of tears on the dining table, what are you doing?

To make it clear, isn’t it just to spend less money, of course it’s better not to pay.

Unexpectedly, Jian Heng opened his mouth here and it costs 70,000 US dollars, and it costs only one month. In a total of three months, it is 210,000 US dollars. He also has to pay for food and accommodation. He immediately scared Evan.

It’s not that Evan couldn’t take out the money, so Evan didn’t have cash, but once he sold the house he bought for him, let alone three months, and six months of training fees.

But Evan came here just to use righteousness to move Jian Heng, and the purpose was to spend less money. How could this 210,000 US dollars have nothing to do with spending less money?

"Is it a lot? Think about how much money you can make if you can make a name for yourself? There is no output without investment! This is the simplest truth." Jian Heng picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of pork liver and put it in his mouth. He slowly savored it while saying to Evan.

Jian Heng is not interested in helping others win glory for Chinese people. He let others pay and then tell you a big truth. Jian Heng thinks he is a liar. They think of you taking the money in your pocket, or even asking you to pay the price of your life to benefit them.

Now the things Jian Heng has made are very simple. If you want to improve, there is no problem, but you have to get money. If you don’t have money, you can tell me a little bit! You are not my son, why should I help you selflessly?

"I'll think about it again!"

After hearing Jian Heng’s asking price, Evan’s face turned pale a lot.

"No problem!" Jian Heng shrugged his shoulders, saying that you can think about it at will. If you think about it, I will always be at this price.

The old saying goes well, learn literature and martial arts with poor learning, and you don’t have a chance to take advantage of the situation. What boxing do you learn?

The matter was so straightforward that Evan felt that the meal was a bit waxy. He stayed for about ten minutes and found an excuse to say goodbye.

Waiting for Evan to leave, Xu Zhaobin immediately let out a big sigh and fisted at Jian Heng: "Brother, I did something wrong! I apologize to you here!"

"What's going on?" Jian Heng was a little dissatisfied with Xu Zhaobin, but now seeing that he apologized so sincerely, the little dissatisfaction in his heart became relieved.

Xu Zhaobin's wife interrupted at this time and said, "Evan's father is the distant cousin of our old Xu. He had no contact before, but they were all in New York. Our family has lived well in the past few years, so they came to the door and everyone had some contact."

"Actually, I don't want to have anything to do with them. You don't know that when this person was in China, his eyes were all growing in the sky. If it weren't for his son, my cousin would have fallen, and there would be no such thing as my cousin in their family's eyes, or they would be distant!"

Xu Zhaobin smiled bitterly and picked up the wine glass in front of him, touched Jian Heng for a while, then raised his head and drank it clean.

With a tsk, he signaled to Jian Heng that he had done everything.

"Did you be an official in the country before?"

"Not! In the past, the real power and official hall of the family was in power. The old man got out of the way because of the matter, and then the family was fined and brought money to the United States without any punishment. We all understand that the United States is not a shelter, so the whole family is living a waste of money. Now their lives are getting more and more difficult. This kid is confused about boxing, and he has no talent and wants to become famous. I am also a careless person, letting this kid do whatever he wants. Alas, in short, I won't say it!"

After saying that, Xu Zhaobin had another drink.

"I told you how you shirk away from training," said Jian Heng.

Xu Zhaobin said: "I really don't want to accept training. Brother Jian, listen to me, brother, I thank you for giving me the opportunity to make money. But I'm very upset about these politicians. I look like a person, but behind my back, I'm either insidious villains or full of bad water. There are not many normal people! After hiring you, I'll call you up like a grandson. Let me say this to you, at my age, money is a trivial matter, and life is the most important thing, which is different from you young people."
Chapter completed!