Just as Liu Qingwen was thinking about this, the big boss of the club returned.
Tang Miao was wearing a blue slim-fit suit. He was more than 1.8 meters tall. Accompanied by a few people, he walked over anxiously.
"President Tang!" Liu Qingwen immediately greeted him when he saw him.
"Qingwen, where's that Brother Zhang Wei you mentioned?”Tang Miao, who had just rushed over, asked with a head full of sweat.
"Here, this is him." Liu Qingwen pointed at the handsome young man beside him.
Tang Miao took a look and saw a short-haired youth wearing only training shorts observing him.
"Hello, I'm the boss of the Heavenly King Fight Club, Tang Miao.”After Tang Miao saw Zhang Wei, he walked forward gracefully and extended his right hand, intending to shake Zhang Wei's hand.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Wei." Zhang Wei took it and introduced himself.
"Brother Zhang Wei, Qingwen has already told me about your strength. I heard that you haven't officially debuted yet and haven't signed a contract with a management company, right?”Tang Miao didn't hesitate at all and directly asked.
"Yes? I haven't signed a contract with a company yet, and I'm not a professional boxer yet.”Zhang Wei replied.
"Brother Zhang Wei, I'll be frank. I plan to sign you as a professional boxer in the name of the Heavenly Kings Fight Club.”Tang Miao said without hiding anything.
"Sure, but can I ask about the contract benefits and obligations?”Zhang Wei asked.
"Oh, of course. Actually, I've already brought the documents over.”Tang Miao was stunned for a moment. She did not expect things to be so easy, but she still replied in time.
"Let's go. We'll talk in detail in my office.”Tang Miao led the way and then brought Zhang Wei to the boss 'office.
Liu Qingwen did not follow them. He stayed behind and continued his physical training.
He opened the door and went in. The four of them walked into the office.
One of them was Tang Miao, the boss of the Heavenly King Fight Club? Two of them were male secretaries with documents in their hands, and the other was Zhang Wei, who had not had time to change his clothes.
"Brother Zhang Wei, please take a seat. This is the contract. You can take a look. It's definitely of the highest level.”Tang Miao sat on the chair and said after letting out a sigh of relief.
Hearing the boss's words, a secretary behind Tang Miao placed two documents on the table.
There weren't many contracts, only three pages. The first two pages were useless official stuff, and the last page was the real benefits and obligations.
"I trust Qingwen's judgment. He thinks highly of you. I also believe that with your strength, it's only a matter of time before you become famous. That's why I've prepared the best treatment for you. Your annual salary is 6 million RMB, and I'll only take 10% of the commission from the competition. In addition, I'll arrange for a professional nutritionist, coach, and manager for you.”Tang Miao held the document and said confidently.
Zhang Wei put down the document in his hand, not knowing what to say.
This contract was indeed a top-notch contract. If Zhang Wei was just a boxer, he would definitely be tempted and might even sign this contract directly.
However, Zhang Wei was now a man with a system. His future achievements were limitless. He would definitely not just spend his time on boxing.
Now, he chose this profession because his current strength was not too exceptional. He could still live a normal life. Boxing was his hobby and he could earn some extra money for a poor man.
It would be impossible if he were to tie his future to one place. Although he might have the ability and strength to break all the rules of the world in the future, Zhang Wei did not want to break his promise to others.
"President Tang, I don't know if you know about my performance this morning, but if you do, I think my value is worth you redesigning a different contract.”Zhang Wei said.
"Oh, this morning? I really didn't. I rushed over as soon as I got off the plane, so I really didn't pay attention to today's news.”Tang Miao answered.
"Brother Zhang Wei, wait a moment. I'll ask Qing Wen.”As Tang Miao spoke, she took out her phone and made a call in front of Zhang Wei.。
"Mr. Zhang Wei, please have some tea." One of the secretaries poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table.
"Thank you." Zhang Wei thanked them and then drank. Zhang Wei had been practicing with the boxers for a long time, so he was a little thirsty now.
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Ten minutes passed. Tang Miao was on the phone while watching the surveillance on the computer. Zhang Wei was drinking tea leisurely, not in a hurry at all.
A few minutes later, Tang Miao hung up the phone with a solemn expression.
"I'm sorry for making Brother Zhang Wei wait.”After hanging up the phone, Tang Miao smiled and bowed to Zhang Wei.
"It's alright." Zhang Wei put down his teacup and replied.
"Brother Zhang Wei, to be honest, I still can't believe it. However, the video wasn't faked, so I have to believe it.”Tang Miao said with a face full of admiration.
Other than the fact that all the boxers in the club were acting, Zhang Wei was really a dusty gem. But now, it was time for him to shine!
"That's the truth. Actually, I didn't realize it myself. I thought that I was only good at fighting in school.”Zhang Wei shrugged and replied.
"Tell me, Brother Zhang Wei, what do you want?”Tang Miao looked at Zhang Wei and asked.
As for Zhang Wei, the big nuclear bomb that had yet to be officially born in the boxing world, Tang Miao dared to gamble and also dared to take a gamble!
If he did not even have the heart to gamble, Tang Miao would not have given up on the wealth he had accumulated for more than ten years and the superior life of a senior executive. He would not have started the Tianwang Fight Club from the first step when he did not know anything.
Fortunately, he had made the right bet back then and had achieved some success.
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