This fighting hall is about five floors high and has its own internal small competition hall. Chen Chuan stood on the upper floor of the venue and looked out, and the shimmering lake surface of Trickland Lake is in sight.

There are many ferries and transport ships on the lake, and some small sailboats are dotted on it.

Noburo accompanied him and introduced the situation around him. Although he was big and thick, he was unexpectedly eloquent, clear logic, clear order, and sometimes he was a little funny. Although he was from a foreigner, he did not meet the stereotype of ordinary foreigners who were serious about talking.

Chen Chuan withdrew his gaze and said to him: "I have read the information. Did Mr. Noburo take over the venue ten years ago?"

Noburo said respectfully: "Your Excellency, I will accept Ms. Luo's arrangement ten years ago and take over the dojo from the previous owner.

I don’t have the strength and ability of the previous owner, so I had to hire some experienced coaches. Now our main revenue is based on them. Over the years, the venue has maintained a good cooperative relationship with them, but——”

He paused a little, "Many of them have proposed to increase their salary and share their share twice in a row. If they do not agree to their request, they will collectively withdraw from the venue, which will cause irreparable losses to the reputation of the venue."

Chen Chuan said: "When did this situation begin?"

"It's at the end of the first month."

Chen Chuan was roughly aware of this time period. After he took over the gym, he probably knew that he had changed the owner of the temple, so someone targeted him privately.

Let’s not talk about other places, this is the federal capital, and I’m afraid some people don’t want to see this venue fall into the hands of a Dashun man.

He said, "Mr. Noburo, should you know every one of them?"

"yes."

Shingoro said calmly: "I personally invited each of them, and I know their situation very well."

Chen Chuan said: "If there are real people who are just encouraged and motivated, you can add some conditions and try to keep them. If you just want to make trouble, you don't have to talk to them too much, so let them go."

"yes!"

Noburo responded respectfully, but he did not ask how he would do after dismissing these people. He acted as a guardian. Since it was the owner of Chen Chuan, the venue, he would definitely implement it.

Chen Chuan doesn’t care about revenue or something. This place is mainly used by Dashun, and even if it is at a loss, it will continue to operate.

In fact, it is not that difficult. If you lack people, Dashun will find a way to make up for you. If you lack funds, you will receive donations from some companies another day.

Shingoro then took him to another party for a look, and also talked about his previous business conditions.

Through the conversation, Chen Chuan learned that Noburo is indeed a business talent.

When the previous owner retired ten years ago, the Feishen Liujia was facing a shortage of talent at that time.

So Shingoro took some measures that seemed bold at the time.

So he invited some students who are studying in the fighting academy or who have just graduated from the fighting academy to enter the dojo, and used the experience and deep accumulation of his predecessors to help them improve their skills. Because after all, they can also be classified into freehand hands, so in the learning process, they will more or less bring some marks of non-body flow.

Some of these people will eventually decide to stay and join the dojo, while some will leave without looking back, and the latter accounts for the vast majority.

This investment was very large, but at that time, he received support from Luo Wenna, which allowed him to continue to implement it. This model also ensured that the gym had endless talents. The fightingers who withdrew from the gym also weaved a huge network of contacts and their influence expanded.

Now, as long as the people in the dojo are willing to stay, he has no intention of moving. The follow-up will be convenient for professionals to deal with. For example, people like Shingoro will recommend increasing their treatment or enrolling them into their own people.

Shingoro maintained a respectful attitude all the way and took Chen Chuan to the central position on the third floor of the underground of the dojo. After the former arrived here, he stopped moving.

Chen Chuan opened the door and walked in alone. There was a porcelain jar in the empty space, and some vessels around him gathered here.

In his realm, a young man's voice came from this moment: "Hello, Mr. Chen, I am Agu."

Agu is an active consciousness body of the dojo, maintaining the daily operation of the dojo, and just wants to fully exert its full functions and even combat capabilities. Usually only a strong company or government can do it. Therefore, in daily circumstances, it usually only maintains a minimum function.

In fact, Luo Wenna also used a less consumed inactive consciousness body in other branches to be responsible. Every time she would summarize the data and hand it over to Agu for processing, so there were few mistakes in both finance and daily operations.

At this time, a palm-like limb was thrown out from the porcelain jar opposite and slowly approached him. However, after reaching a certain distance, he paused slightly, as if he was afraid of the red scarf wrapped in Xue Jun's knife. He was not careful when he was sure there was no danger.

Chen Chuan also reached out his hand at this moment. He first took out a key of alienated tissue handed over to them by Luo Wenna, poured the liquid inside on the limbs, and waited for it to be absorbed. The limbs shook a few times, and then stretched forward again.

He stretched out his hand and held the limb like a handshake. After a while, the voice rang again: "Hello, Mr. Chen, from now on, you are the holder of the non-silent flowing temple, with the highest authority, and Agu is here to serve you."

Chen Chuan nodded and asked a few questions. Agu answered truthfully and also passed him a copy of data.

Then he walked out.

After returning to the top, he said, "Mr. Shingoro, I asked Agu just now, is the important thing you mentioned before a recent challenge?"

Noburo's attitude became more respectful at this moment, and he bowed and said:

"Yes, Mr. Chen, as a fighting hall, we often have regular fighting exchanges with other fighting halls. In the past, we always had wins and losses, and we always left face to each other.

But in recent times, they no longer care about their past feelings and frequently challenged us. Once we lose, they will be widely publicized in the media. I have reason to think that this is a commercial sniper targeting us."

Chen Chuan nodded and asked, "Who is the main opponent?"

"Migas Fighting Hall. This is a fighting hall founded by local federal fighters. They have always been repulsive to the false liberty. In the past, we had the title of the Federation hero as a reliance now--"

Chen Chuan nodded, but in fact, the problem lies in the venue owner. Although he is also a fighter, he is not a local member of the federal government. This may have excluded some people or organizations. The coaches who were motivated before must be pushed by someone behind them.

He said, "Mr. Noburo, do you have any solutions?"

When Shingoro heard his inquiry, he raised his head and said seriously: "Maybe we can invite Mr. Winlier, the owner of Migas, to negotiate. I believe that with your reputation, he will definitely come."

Chen Chuanluo thought and said, "That's it, you send me an invitation."

"Yes, I will definitely do it." Shingoro bowed and then said, "Can you be lucky enough to invite Mr. Chen to a simple meal?"

Chen Chuanheshou said: "Of course."

It was noon now, so Chen Chuan and Shingoro came to the restaurant inside the gym. The dishes were all in Donglu style this time, and Shingoro also thoughtfully invited a chef from Jibei Province to let Chen Chuan taste the flavor of his hometown.

After dinner, he went to the temple to watch the disciples' training. Noburo found a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who was very honest.

He said, "Mr. Chen, this is my son, Xin Yousui, he is sixteen years old." The young man immediately bowed to Chen Chuan and said, "I have seen you!"

Xin Yousuke's face turned red at this moment. Although it was not the first time he had seen a fighter, the one in front of him was a fighter in the Secret Hall. And with such close contact, it was really hard to suppress his excitement for a young man like him.

Chen Chuan looked at him a few times and was only sixteen years old, and he was the second limit fighter. This is a level that many people will never reach in their lifetime. At that time, he remembered that he had just been admitted to Wuyi Academy.

But considering that this is in the federal capital, where people with great talents abound.

He asked, "What is his practice right and wrong?

"Yes." Shingoro said seriously: "Inuko has not practiced other schools of skills."

Chen Chuan nodded, and said nothing more, but just tasted the hometown food specially made for him in front of him.

Nobuyasuke was responsible for pouring drinks for two people and delivering meal trays.

Next, until the meal was finished, Chen Chuan was sent away by Shingoro, and he was not asked about the chance to say more.

He was a little forgot about his ambition and didn't know if he had done anything rude just now, but he had always maintained his due etiquette and did not do extra moves or ask what he shouldn't have asked.

After waiting for a long time, Shingoro came back from outside. He stood up from his knees and said, "Father?"

Shingoro walked back calmly, letting him sit down, and a smile appeared on his face: "Mensuke, you performed well today, I can see that Mr. Chen has a good impression of you."

Shin Yousuke was a little puzzled: "Father, I didn't do anything?"

Shingoro shook his head, his tone with a serious and gentleness: "Sometimes, it's enough to just be yourself."
Chapter completed!