Jiang Ziyu brought Yan Qingluo to Feile Boxing Stadium.

The owner of the boxing ring is a feminine, handsome, gentle and thin man in his early twenties, with delicate features and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving people the feeling of a gentlemanly villain.

Jiang Ziyu walked up to the man and stopped, "Brother Song, this is Yan Qingluo."

Then he turned to Yan Qingluo and said, "The owner of the boxing ring is Song Qingju."

"Hello, Boss Song." Yan Qingluo didn't like men who looked like Song Qingju, because they always gave people a sinister and cunning feeling.

Song Qingju glanced at Yan Qingluo indifferently, "Xiao Jiang, this lady doesn't look like she can box. Should I bring her here to cheer for you?"

Her intuition was right, such a man was indeed unpleasant.

"You just came here to learn because you don't know how. Why, Boss Song, you open the door for business, but you are still picky about your customers?" Yan Qingluo's cold voice accompanied by a sharp tone has an aura of majesty without anger.

"Hahaha, this little girl is pretty impressive. Go ahead, Xiao Jiang. The VIP area is reserved for you."

"Thank you, Brother Song."

Yan Qingluo discovered that Jiang Ziyu's expression and tone were unusually relaxed when he spoke to Song Qingju. At least she seldom saw him like this.

When walking past Song Qingju, Song Qingju reached out and patted Jiang Ziyu on the shoulder. The relationship between the two is very close!

"Come here often?" Yan Qingluo followed Jiang Ziyu and asked coldly.

"Um."

Yan Qingluo looked around. This was a boxing ring with an excellent environment. All training facilities were available. It was not very luxurious, but it gave people a relaxed and open feeling.

"Miss, you can store your equipment in this cabinet, so you don't have to carry it back and forth next time."

This is the longest sentence Jiang Ziyu has said today.

"Okay, how about we have a competition?" Yan Qingluo asked, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Jiang Ziyu was stunned for a moment. He was born not to lie and was not very good at hiding his inner thoughts. "Miss, you ... can box?"

"You'll know if you try it." Yan Qingluo pursed her red lips, looking mysterious.

Yan Qingluo changed his equipment, warmed up, stood in front of Jiang Ziyu, and performed some fairly standard Muay Thai moves.

Jiang Ziyu was slightly surprised. Ever since the young lady woke up, she has become completely different, as if she had become a different person. He never knew that the young lady had learned Muay Thai.

Jiang Ziyu was not the only one who was shocked, but also Song Qingju who was secretly watching from a distance. As the owner of a boxing gym, he had seen all kinds of people who loved boxing, but this was the first time he had seen a slender beauty like Yan Qingluo with such a standard boxing posture.

However, boxing is not just about showing off one's moves, one also needs enough strength, a flexible body and an adaptable mind. He narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and was actually looking forward to the fight between her and Jiang Ziyu.

At the end of one round, she was actually on par with Jiang Ziyu.

"Letting go?" Yan Qingluo looked at Jiang Ziyu with raised eyebrows and a slight smile on his lips.

Jiang Ziyu lowered his head and said nothing.

Well, that's letting the water go.

"Do it again, no letting up." Yan Qingluo said seriously, so seriously that Jiang Ziyu dared not disobey.

After another round, Yan Qingluo lost, but he didn't lose many punches.

Song Qingju lit a cigarette. His expression could not be seen clearly in the smoke, but the moment he turned around, one could clearly see the corners of his mouth raised.

Yan Qingluo sat cross-legged on the edge of the training ground, with an unconcealable sense of casualness and freedom.

"Jiang Ziyu, please go back to the company first. I'll stay for a while."

"I don't have anything important to do today ... " Jiang Ziyu's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

Yan Qingluo glanced at him sideways and said, "As you please."

At about ten o'clock in the morning, a mixed-race beauty with a darker skin tone came into the boxing ring. She had long brown wavy hair and a black punk leather jacket. She attracted the attention of everyone in the ring as soon as she entered.

When Yan Qingluo saw her, a fleeting smile appeared on his lips.

It's her!

Dorcey, the goddaughter of the president of AC Company, which has been ranked first on the Forbes list for five consecutive years, is fully responsible for AC Company's search for domestic partners this time.

There are not many opportunities to cooperate with world-class companies on a long-term basis, so you can imagine how fierce the competition is this time.

If we can break through Dorcey, we will most likely be able to get a cooperation agreement.

Dorcey grew up in the Middle East and has a special liking for boxing.

Yan Qingluo came here just for her.

"Come on, let's have another round." Yan Qingluo saw Dorcey stopped at the field next to her and called out to Jiang Ziyu.

This time, Yan Qingluo used all his strength and fought Jiang Ziyu to a draw.

When she finished, she looked back inadvertently and saw a look of admiration in Dorcey's eyes.

Planning is one-third of success.

She met Dorcey's gaze and nodded slightly, but did not take the initiative to say hello. Instead, she called Jiang Ziyu and left the boxing ring.

The best way to get close to someone is to please him, make him interested in you, and then wait for him to approach you actively.

Someone of Dorcey's status would inevitably be wary of anyone who approached her deliberately, so she could only put out the bait and wait for the fish to take the bait.

The next day, Yan Qingluo ran into Dorcey again.

On the third day, Yan Qingluo did not show up.

On the fourth day, Yan Qingluo went to the boxing ring again. When she left, Dorcey had just arrived.

In the next few days, Yan Qingluo's actions were irregular, but she guaranteed to meet Dorcey at least once in two days.

It was not until the eighth day that Yan Qingluo met Dorcey again.

This time, Dorcey took the initiative to greet her.

"Hello, I asked the boss, your name is Yan Qingluo?" Dorcey has a strong aura and speaks as if he is interrogating someone.

"Hello, who are you?" Yan Qingluo was not to be outdone. After all, she was a queen.

"Just call me Dorcey. Can I have a fight with you?" Dorcey went straight to the point.

"Okay." Yan Qingluo agreed readily. She liked people who were straightforward.

After one round, Yan Qingluo lost without a trace.

There were a lot of people watching. After all, seeing two beautiful women boxing against each other was really beautiful and rare.

Others might not be able to see it, but Jiang Ziyu and Song Qingju saw it clearly that Yan Qingluo lost on purpose.

"Let's have another game. I must win this time." Yan Qingluo had an unconvinced expression.

Song Qingju raised his eyebrows slightly, his acting skills were worthy of an Oscar.

Dorcey won the game and was in a good mood, so he readily agreed to play another game.

In the second game, Yan Qingluo won.

She won very cleverly, in a way that made the other party absolutely unconvinced.

In this way, the two fought back and forth for five rounds, but it was still difficult to determine the winner.

So we made an appointment to come back tomorrow.

Yan Qingluo returned to Pingquan Bay exhausted and fell on the bed with his broken bones.

Planning is half the battle.