Liu Xiaoxuan looked at him with a funny look: "You don't want to talk to me about fitness, right? To understand this knowledge, I suggest you find a professional fitness coach.?"

"Actually, I want to know the most about how diet should be eaten for fitness and fat-loss people? I always feel that eating well and eating well does not have to be too particular."

Song Baojun still has several cards to play. Liu Xiaoxuan loves fitness and cares about her figure and age. She must have been quite knowledgeable about healthy diet and health preservation.

This happened to scratch Liu Xiaoxuan's itchy spot and said with a smile: "You don't understand. Eating a healthy diet generally means understanding the nutritional content of food. The second is to compare your own nutritional needs. On this basis, change the recipe. If you lack protein, you can add eggs or fry chicken breasts. If you have too much fat, eat less high-fat foods and make a reasonable recipe, not just eat enough."

Seeing that the two were having a good chat, Mu Qiuguang felt quite ashamed: his strength was to do business and have relationships, but he had never found out about Mr. Liu's interests.

Moreover, Song Baojun's degree was more in-depth, and he quickly expanded the topic and talked about health preservation. For example, the quality of sleep should be ensured; the effect of dietary supplements on body care and the quality of various ingredients; the impact of living environment on health, etc.

In addition, when it comes to sports, Liu Xiaoxuan's favorite is table tennis. She once won the third place in the amateur group of the Chazhou Table Tennis Championship. She also invested in advertising in the National Table Tennis League. She had a group photo of Deng Yaping, Wang Nan and others at home, and was also tentatively tested by Song Baojun.

The two even talked about beauty and makeup, six techniques and seven reds to make lips look plump; how to keep the skin hydrated and become more shaky; how to cover up the eye bags and wrinkles caused by excessive fatigue; how to modify the temperament changes caused by eyebrow shape; all ways to maintain the head...

Gradually, Liu Xiaoxuan became more and more surprised as she talked. Why did this man know so much about girls? And he was very sensible, and there was no topic he couldn't continue. But he was talking very much that he liked.

Therefore, a subconscious mind of "appetite" arises in his heart, and he ignores his ordinary appearance.

The key point is that Song Baojun's appearance looks ordinary at first glance, but after changing his vulgar personality, he is a pleasing type. The longer he gets along, the more he feels more delicious.

As the saying goes, "It is enough to have a close friend in life, and this world should be regarded as the same person." Liu Xiaoxuan is surrounded by people who are flattering, but there are almost few people who talk about such similar ambitions, and this is still a boy.

Mu Qiuguang, who was listening to the lecture next to him, finally understood that Song Baojun claimed to be a master of love, but was not a false reputation. He was extremely knowledgeable and had a lot of knowledge in all aspects. He also paid special attention to speaking skills, so he would hardly make people bored, and he would not offend others by making absurd words.

After chatting for more than twenty minutes, Liu Xiaoxuan finally smiled and said, "I have been talking for so long, but I still don't know your name? How old is it? Where can I go to work?"

"My name is Song Baojun. I am 27 years old this year. I am a professor at Chazhou University." Song Baojun falsely reported his age, and no one can tell anyway.

"Such a young professor?" Liu Xiaoxuan said in awe: "I can't tell it, but if you are so eloquent, a lecturer will definitely not be able to escape. If it weren't for Xiao Mu's introduction, I would have thought you were engaged in pyramid schemes."

Song Baojun couldn't help but feel ashamed. It turned out that it was not good to use too much force. It seemed that he had a little lack of grasp of the time to pick up girls. He said, "If I really do pyramid schemes, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out in less than three days."

"Why?" Mu Qiuguang asked.

"I am too honest. I almost tell the truth and basically can't deceive people."

Liu Xiaoxuan chuckled and said, "There is a special program for tonight's reception. Only a small number of guests received invitations. I wonder if Mr. Song is interested?" The implication seems to be that there are signs of in-depth exhibitions.

Song Baojun was about to reply when a man came towards him.

The man was a blond and blue-eyed foreigner, with a high nose and deep eyes, a clear contour on his face, a clean shaved chin, and was about thirty-five years old, and he looked quite handsome. His neat navy blue vertical suit looked very grand.

"Xiaoxuan, you hide here, it's so easy to find me." The visitor spoke in quite authentic Mandarin and shouted: "I found the seventh floor from the sixth floor, and went to the cinema for a long time to search. The competition is about to begin, and I'm afraid you will miss the excitement."

Liu Xiaoxuan stood up and said, "I'm just about to come over. Let me introduce you to you. This is Professor Song Baojun, a department professor at Chazhou University. This is Mr. Alex Douglas, a collector from the United States."

"Oh! Dear Professor Song, it's a great honor to see you!" Alex Douglas shouted in an exaggerated tone, and at the same time, he opened his arms to Song Baojun and wanted to hug him.

Song Baojun immediately stretched out his right hand to make a move to shake hands, saying, "Mr. Alex Douglas, it's great to know you."

Douglas stopped in place with his arms open for a moment, and instead shook hands with him, saying, "Let's be long and long."

Song Baojun couldn't figure out Douglas's origin, nor did he want to waste time on the other party, and said, "You're welcome."

Of course, Douglas also seemed very perfunctory. When he greeted Song Baojun, he turned to Liu Xiaoxuan and showed his attentiveness: "Xiaoxuan, I came to Chazhou this time. The first is to look forward to seeing one or two exciting games, and the second is to spend a wonderful night with you."

Liu Xiaoxuan looked unhappy and said, "Is the first wish? The organizer can satisfy you. As for the second wish, I am sorry I can do nothing."

Douglas was not discouraged and smiled and said, "The game is about to begin, so let's get into the court sooner."

Liu Xiaoxuan said: "Professor Song, Xiaoguang, you guys go and have a look together."

Song Baojun heard that they kept mentioning the competition, and it seemed that it was limited to the participation of wealthy people in a certain circle, and said it was hiding and mysterious. This time he came mainly to contact Liu Xiaoxuan, build a good relationship between the two sides, and make complete preparations for dealing with Zhang Xueyuan and Han Weiwu in the future. Seeing Liu Xiaoxuan's invitation, he nodded.

A gentle staff member came over and led them through Central Park and through the elevator to the ninth floor of the Rose cruise ship.

There were people coming and going along the way, all of whom were well-dressed business celebrities, nodding to Liu Xiaoxuan.

Liu Xiaoxuan responded calmly, saying that your company's stock price is rising in an astonishing momentum, and then praised the president for his good looks and the boss who was very energetic. During this period, he also received four or five calls, instructing his deputy to do this and that.

She was in the style of a strong woman in the business world, and she could not tell at all that she was a middle-aged woman who was happily talking about cosmetics with Song Baojun in the first ten minutes.

Walking through a long corridor, what appeared before everyone was a spacious hall with a ceiling of ten meters high and more than ten Roman columns stood, which could accommodate seats of five or six hundred people. A second-floor stand was also set up around.

There is a... ring in the middle!

Two or three hundred guests were sitting in the audience, whispering to each other, with excitement on their faces, and talking about the upcoming game.

The manager in charge of this place led them to the front near the arena, which was a VIP seat with round tables and chairs. While instructing the waiter to send exquisite snacks and tea, the manager smiled and said with apologies: "Dear guests, please give me everything, but you can't take photos, take photos or affect other guests."

Liu Xiaoxuan said: "I'll pay attention."

Mu Qiuguang couldn't hide his surprise, so he pulled Song Baojun over and said quietly: "Do you know what kind of competition is here?"

"How could I know."

Mu Qiuguang whispered: "It's not surprising that you don't know. This is a very secret place. Only top rich people can come in. I have only heard of it."

When Liu Xiaoxuan heard their conversation, she rolled her eyes and said, "Don't make it mysterious, this is just a 'death arena'."

"Death Arena?" Mu Qiuguang changed his face.

It turns out that these are the three underground boxing rings as famous as the Zhonghai Shura Field and Xiangjing's "Gate of Hell": the Death Arena.

The upper class is full of all kinds of things, power, money, beauty, material desires, luxury, vanity, luxury and prosperity. People who eat and do nothing all day have one-sidedly pursue what can stimulate people's hearts, and their routes become more and more evil. Gradually, only some bloody things can touch their numb nerves.

The underground boxing ring came into being, and gladiators were arranged to fight for their lives on the ring. The losers died, and only the winners could survive. The bones and minced meat flew together, and the blood and brains were the same.

Only such a stimulating scene can make the big-bellied officials scream and go crazy.

Various types of handicaps are arranged in the underground boxing ring, which is convenient for rich people to place bets, with a minimum of 10,000 yuan and no limit.

There are quite a few wealthy businessmen with a net worth of over 100 million who lose their money here, and even lose their money and go desperately. There are also unknown little people who have become the target of attention.

In order to attract wealthy audiences, the underground boxing ring has very high requirements for boxers, such as strong, flexible, smart, agile, cruel, ruthless, and extremely rewarding.

Some boxers earn a game that is often enough for a family of three to live happily for decades. Of course, the risk is also very high. As long as you are not careful, you will either die or be disabled on the court, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The taste of rich people is often the weather vane of society. After the local boxing ring gains a certain level of attention, its influence becomes greater, attracting more and more experts to participate.

The three underground boxing rings basically represent the highest fighting level in Asia. Experts from other countries often come to challenge them to gain a rise in fame and money.
Chapter completed!