boyutpedia Chapter 83 The Gym Owner's Complaint
Chapter 83 The Gym Owner's Complaint
Chapter 83 The Gym Owner's Complaint
The system's notification startled Wang Sheng!
Chen Mo's growth rate exceeded expectations, and this "passing on the torch" reward is a timely help!
This means he can max out an existing skill immediately!
His gaze swept over the skill list.
Not urgent!
The afternoon was very busy.
I finished making boxed lunches at noon.
I also needed to go see Brother Liu to discuss the car, but unfortunately, I was delayed by the job interview.
Fortunately.
The afternoon interview went much better than I expected.
The chef who came in the morning, Mr. Zhao, was in his forties and had an honest face. But when he talked about the ins and outs of the kitchen, he was very experienced. He had unique insights into handling food scraps and controlling costs, which was exactly the "stabilizing force" that Wang Sheng's boxed lunch business needed.
Wang Sheng immediately approved the job, instructing him to report to his mother Wang Xiulan's small kitchen the next day to be responsible for preparing and processing boxed lunches, thus easing his mother's burden.
In the afternoon, Xiao Li was young and energetic, quick-witted, observant, and had a positive attitude towards learning.
Zhu Sheng, thinking about the booming customer flow at the late-night snack stall, and the need for manpower for brown sugar swimming powder and the upcoming weight-loss meals, also kept him as a kitchen helper, to gain experience with Lin Xiaowen and Chen Mo.
The pressure of manpower shortage was instantly relieved by more than half!
Having finished recruiting and training, Wang Sheng immediately turned his attention to his promise to Su Weiwei—
On that "Exquisite Four-Flavor Fresh" weight-loss meal set. To promote it, you need to target the right demographic.
He went straight to the "Life Fitness" gym on the second floor of the school's gymnasium.
Pushing open the door, a strong "fitness smell" mixed with sweat, rubber, and disinfectant hits you.
The equipment area was buzzing, and the treadmill belts were rolling.
There was no one at the front desk.
Wang Sheng walked in, his gaze sweeping over rows of equipment before finally settling on the strength training area.
A bald, muscular man wearing a tight-fitting training vest stood solemnly on an electronic weighing scale, his expression more serious than if he were watching a stock market crash.
He is none other than the gym owner and top coach, Da Liu.
He held his breath, staring intently at the fluctuating numbers. Finally, the number settled on one that made his brows furrow deeply.
In terms of the numerical value of the characters.
"Depend on!"
Liu let out a frustrated growl and squeezed his still firm but noticeably "softened" abdominal muscles hard with his large, fan-like hands.
"This is weird! I train like a donkey in the production team every day, sweating so much I could raise fish, how come I've gained almost four pounds?"
Is this even scientifically possible?!
His tone was filled with grief and indignation, and deep bewilderment.
Wang Sheng almost burst out laughing; the contrast was too striking. He cleared his throat and stepped forward: "Coach Liu?"
Hearing the voice, Da Liu turned his head and saw Wang Sheng. His annoyance was instantly replaced by surprise: "Oh? Boss Wang?"
He stepped off the scale, his muscles bulging with each movement. "A rare guest indeed! What's up, finally decided to try weightlifting? You really need to work out that physique!"
He habitually flashed a professional "soliciting" smile, though it looked somewhat incongruous with his fierce, muscular face.
Wang Sheng handed over a simple business card printed with "Window 07, First Canteen, Jinling University": "Coach Liu, this isn't about getting a membership card. It's about discussing a collaboration."
"A collaboration?" Da Liu took the business card, glanced at it briefly, and raised an eyebrow in confusion. "The cafeteria?"
"Yes," Wang Sheng said bluntly, "Our window is preparing to launch a Chinese-style weight-loss nutritional meal designed specifically for fitness enthusiasts. It's low-fat, low-calorie, and high-protein, but there's one key point..."
He emphasized, "I guarantee the taste is absolutely comparable to the main dishes! I'd like to advertise here, or hold a tasting event, to give our members another healthy and satisfying option."
"A weight-loss meal?"
Da Liu blinked twice and subconsciously touched his "lost" abdomen again.
"The cafeteria's low-fat meals? Dude, I'm not trying to be rude, but that stuff—can it even taste good? I believe it's healthy, but delicious?"
"Suspense!"
He paused, as if he had found "evidence," and pointed at the scale, half-jokingly and half-accusingly.
"See that? Right here! You train every single day without stopping, but you've actually gained weight! Why? It's all because of window number 07! You're starving after work, who can resist the temptation of rice noodle rolls, rabbit heads, and ice jelly? You treat yourself to these every few days, your abs are practically 'blown together' from all that 'hard food'! You're a complete obstacle on your fitness journey, Boss Wang!"
This blunt "accusation" left Wang Sheng both amused and exasperated, but it was exactly what he wanted to hear.
He smiled slightly, already prepared: "Even stumbling blocks can become stepping stones. Whether it's delicious or not, you'll only know after you try it. Our approach is different; we use technology to turn inexpensive ingredients into gold, making 'eating grass' an enjoyment. For example, the konjac noodles in the set meal can be stir-fried with shrimp oil to create a fresh, spicy seafood flavor, costing less than five yuan, with almost zero calories, and a crisp, chewy texture like top-grade jellyfish."
"Konjac noodles? Shrimp oil? Crispy and chewy like jellyfish? Almost zero calories?"
Da Liu's attention was instantly drawn to the "technical" description and the "seafood" flavor. His eyes lit up when he heard "almost zero calories," and his stomach rumbled in agreement.
"Really?"
"Absolutely true." Wang Sheng's tone was resolute. "Here's what we'll do, Coach Liu. The first set meal will be launched tomorrow afternoon, and I'll give you one to try for free. If you like it, we can talk about how to cooperate and benefit our members. If not, consider it an opportunity for me to improve, and you can continue to call me a stumbling block."
"free?"
Looking at Wang Sheng's confident "true gold fears no fire" demeanor, and then thinking about the glaring number on the scale and his increasingly "plump" waist and abdomen, and touching his rumbling belly, Da Liu suddenly slapped his shiny bald head.
"Fine! Just for your confidence, and for the work-related injuries you've given me, I'll trust you this once! Tomorrow afternoon, right? I'll pick it up at your window myself! If it's really as delicious, filling, and weight-loss-free as you say, I'll take care of the partnership! My members are constantly worrying about what to eat without gaining weight!"
The following afternoon, at window number 07 in the cafeteria.
The air was filled with an unusual, more delicate and complex aroma, quite different from the usual strong and intense spicy and numbing aroma.
Wang Sheng stood intently in a corner of the specially cleared operating area.
The glistening konjac noodles floated in the ice water, the delicate chicken puree was stirred in the bowl, and the golden pumpkin puree was simmered in the pot.
As expected, Su Weiwei was already waiting outside the window, like a cat waiting to be fed, tiptoeing and trying to peek inside, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation.
Not long after, the gym owner, Liu, strode in, still covered in sweat and heat from his workout.
His exaggerated muscles rippled under his tight vest, making him stand out from the surrounding students and attracting a lot of attention.
He stood next to Su Weiwei with his arms crossed, his eyes still scrutinizing, but the "interrogation" tone had faded, replaced by a more inquisitive "I want to see what tricks you can pull" attitude.
Wang Sheng didn't keep them waiting long.
Soon, two set meals, served on shallow Japanese lacquerware trays, were steadily brought to the serving area. Their exquisite presentation instantly caught everyone's attention.