176: Chapter 176 Brand Ambassador

Chapter 176: Brand Ambassador

Jiangdong District, Global Elite Combat Club.

Morning, 9:30 AM.

At this moment, quite a few people were rushing in, grabbing their bags and swiping them on the attendance machine.

"Beep, beep, beep," the sound of clocking in rang out continuously.

Fang Cheng, carrying his shoulder bag, then walked into the venue.

Seeing him appear, his colleagues immediately began greeting him one after another.

"Oh, A-Cheng, I haven't seen you in days."

"I heard you went on vacation. Where did you go? Was it fun?"

Fang Cheng smiled and responded to everyone's questions one by one.

Entering the locker room, he first put his bag into a locker, and then went to report back from leave.

Although as a sparring partner, his working hours were relatively flexible, his leave this time was too long, so he still needed to report it.

Personnel Department office.

"A-Cheng, Manager Li said that once you're back, you should go see him immediately."

The HR specialist wearing glasses handed over a leave-return application form and said.

"Is there something wrong?"

Fang Cheng asked, slightly surprised.

The HR specialist smiled and said:

"I'm not too sure about that, but it should be a good thing."

Fang Cheng quickly filled out the leave-return form, then turned and walked toward the manager's office.

Knock, knock.

He knocked gently twice.

"Come in."

Hearing the voice from inside, Fang Cheng pushed the door open and entered.

Manager Li, sitting behind his desk, looked up.

Seeing the figure entering, his eyes instantly lit up, and he immediately stood up:

"Ah, Fang Cheng! You're back from your trip. How was it? Did you have fun?"

He greeted him warmly while enthusiastically inviting him to take a seat.

The two sat down on the sofa.

Manager Li proactively handed him a freshly brewed cup of tea, sizing Fang Cheng up with a smile, and reached out to pat his shoulder:

"Not bad. After going out for a trip, you seem to look even more energetic."

This attitude, resembling that of his own elder, along with the generous praise, left Fang Cheng utterly dazed.

He had no idea what the man was up to.

About half an hour later.

The office door opened once again.

Amid Manager Li's enthusiastic farewell, Fang Cheng walked out with a slightly strange expression, casually closing the door behind him.

The content of their conversation just now was mainly about work.

Manager Li had told Fang Cheng with earnest words that the Chairman highly appreciated him, praising his character, temperament, and excellent physique.

Therefore, they wanted to invite him to be the club's brand ambassador.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng almost spat out the mouthful of tea he had just sipped.

Weren't brand ambassadors usually well-known movie and TV stars?

Even if the company was a combat club, wouldn't it only make sense to invite a sports star like Zheng Haokang?

Could it be that the company's finances were so tight that they were just finding anyone to fool the boss?

Manager Li then explained that this was entirely the Chairman's own idea.

He then went on to introduce in detail the various benefits and treatments he could receive after becoming the brand ambassador.

The most important part was that he could receive an endorsement fee of 60,000 yuan every month.

According to Manager Li, the so-called "brand ambassador" actually still fell under the club's employees.

To be more precise, the title could be called Chief Sales Representative or Club Image Consultant.

Fang Cheng felt a headache coming on just hearing the word "sales."

Seeing this, Manager Li quickly explained the specific responsibilities.

The tasks were very simple: usually cooperating with the club to shoot promotional advertisements and photo books, and occasionally attending events, with extra subsidies for each attendance.

"That simple?"

Fang Cheng had asked at the time.

"Just that simple!"

Manager Li nodded sincerely, and finally urged him with heartfelt sincerity to consider it seriously:

"The Chairman really appreciates you. Grasp this opportunity well, and your future will definitely be bright..."

As for whether that mysterious Chairman Shen appreciated him, Fang Cheng didn't really care.

The main thing was... he was offering way too much.

Although he would soon obtain a handsome income after selling the antiques, that was ultimately a one-time deal.

If he accepted the job as the spokesperson, he would have at least 60,000 yuan coming in every month, which was a steady, long-term stream of income.

Moreover, the club was willing to offer a "three-plus-two" contract, which was quite flexible.

Specifically, the first 3 years of the contract were a fixed term, where both parties had to fulfill their respective rights and obligations according to the agreement.

After the 3-year term expired, if neither party had any objections, the contract would automatically extend for 2 years, making the total contract term 5 years.

Manager Li said that if Fang Cheng performed well, they could even increase the contract amount by then.

After careful consideration, Fang Cheng made his decision.

He would give them an answer after reviewing the specific terms of the official contract.

As long as he was sure there were no controversial hidden clauses, he would agree.

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After all, no one would complain about having too much money, and a grand club wouldn't spend a fortune just to scam an ordinary citizen like him.

Perhaps... Chairman Shen had learned of his combat strength from Majima Goro and was intentionally showing goodwill.

While lost in thought, Fang Cheng stepped into the training hall.

Shouts of "Hei-ha!" and "Hu-ha!" echoed continuously to boost morale.

Energetic and passionate figures could be seen everywhere.

Some were doing physical training, while others were striking punching bags with all their might.

There were also many new students wearing blue training uniforms, following coaches to learn basic combat skills.

Since many students were now on winter break, the club's business was noticeably better than before.

Feeling the scent of sweat permeating the air, Fang Cheng's spirits couldn't help but rise.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and looked toward his long-waiting employer on the other side of the venue.

For now, he should focus on doing his job as a sparring partner well.

Even if things changed in the future, Fang Cheng did not plan to give up being a sparring partner.

He could make money, practice his skills, gain experience, and even have his five social insurances and housing fund paid for.

Could there be any better job in the world?

Training time flew by unnoticed, and in the blink of an eye, it was almost 12:00 PM.

Fang Cheng let out a soft breath, high-fiving his employer with his boxing gloves on to bid farewell.

Walking down from the ring, he looked at the prompt message appearing on his panel.

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He then sat on the ground to change his shoes, preparing to eat the boxed lunch ordered by the company before leaving after work.

As for the afternoon.

Fang Cheng planned to stroll around the streets to see if he could buy some fitness equipment suitable for his training.

Leaving the Deep-Sea Environment, the efficiency of his daily physical training had returned to its previous slow pace.

The best solution was to add weights to himself to increase the intensity.

However, using a sack filled with bricks as weights was ultimately not very convenient.

Now that his wallet was relatively full, he might as well upgrade his equipment to look as professional as possible.

...

With the Spring Festival approaching, the festive atmosphere in Dongdu grew stronger.

Strings of big red lanterns were hung along the streets in advance, adding brilliant colors to the city in winter.

Fang Cheng came out of a sporting goods specialty store, his expression slightly disappointed.

The various fitness equipment in the store was dazzling, and they were all big brands.

The shopping assistant also had a sweet voice, provided warm service, and introduced the products enthusiastically.

But Fang Cheng could only politely decline.

Because although these things looked high-end, none of them met his actual needs.

He thought about whether he should find a blacksmith shop to customize dedicated training equipment according to his requirements.

Just then, a phone ringtone suddenly rang out from his shoulder bag.

Fang Cheng pulled out his phone and took a glance.

Seeing it was an unfamiliar number, he immediately chose to hang up.

Telephone scams were frequent lately, and there were also many telemarketing and harassment calls that were hard to guard against, so it was best to ignore them.

Fang Cheng continued walking forward, planning to wander around for a bit longer.

But after just a few seconds, the phone rang again from his bag.

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, took out his phone, and looked at the screen display.

It was the same number calling again.