Chapter 30: Uncle, You Have Something
He’s just a local uncle whom I got to know at the gym.
It can be said that Jing Xiaoqiang's tip income was all instigated by a few of them intentionally or unintentionally.
Therefore, when taking care of and guiding their fitness, Jing Xiaoqiang never neglected the fact that they didn't pay him. Instead, he was even more attentive.
He also took the initiative to use his income to invite people to breakfast and coffee.
It can be seen that two or three of them do not have a lot of income, but they have already developed this petty-bourgeois mentality and like this lifestyle. There is nothing that can be done about it.
There are many of them in major foreign-related hotels, old restaurants and old coffee shops in Shanghai.
But those who maintained a fitness habit were definitely wealthy people.
Jing Xiaoqiang is almost fifty years old mentally, but his eighteen-year-old body cannot resist the uncle soul in his bones.
I can fully understand the mentality of a princess with the body of a princess but the fate of a maid.
Just think of it as making some friends in the city. After all, Jing Xiaoqiang is now considering that he may not go to the dance hall after school starts.
But you must come to the hotel gym yourself, and the relationships here can be maintained forever.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng helped him. He used to be a physical education teacher in the nearby middle school and could find a way to help him get a physical education teacher qualification certificate, which in this era is almost equivalent to a fitness coach qualification certificate.
In this way, Jing Xiaoqiang's act of collecting tips in the gym is almost impeccable. He is qualified to collect money, and foreign guests also give tips out of gratitude.
Even though Jing Xiaoqiang doesn't care whether he has the qualification certificate or not, it is definitely more reliable to get it than not to have it.
As a result, three days later, Uncle Cheng really got back a teacher's certificate.
When Jing Xiaoqiang took the voucher to the front desk to pay, the bill was reduced from 288 to 250...
Although it made the receptionist laugh so hard, it also proved that the certificate was indeed powerful.
Jing Xiaoqiang must thank Uncle Cheng and compensate him for the expenses.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng asked him to play billiards with him, and also took Jing Xiaoqiang to a boxing training ground which is extremely rare in Shanghai!
Although he is just a retired physical education teacher, he is able to make good use of the various connections in the sports system.
This is the power of the local tyrant.
He said he was thanking Jing Xiaoqiang for his fitness guidance, but also because he couldn't find a friend who was so energetic and playful on a normal day.
He is over 50 years old and has been playing since he was born.
In fact, from the way he played billiards, Jing Xiaoqiang discovered that Uncle Cheng's financial condition was definitely better than those others.
But you definitely can't tell from his appearance, he looks like an ordinary Shanghai street uncle. His gray hair is neatly cut even though it is a bald color, but a tuft of nose hair is always visible. He said that a fortune teller told him not to cut his hair as long as he was still making money.
So Jing Xiaoqiang didn't ask how to make money that would make the other party tolerate a tuft of nose hair sticking out at any time.
He’s just so-so at playing billiards, so it would be great for him to have a place to practice boxing.
So now I spend one or two days a week boxing with Uncle Cheng, and one or two days playing billiards, and my afternoon time is pretty relaxing.
However, it also reminded Jing Xiaoqiang that if he really bought a few houses in Shanghai and did not strive for progress and just lived a life of idleness and waiting for death, he would probably live the same life as Uncle Cheng.
It's just a rehearsal to see if I can accept this kind of free and easy life for a few decades.
Uncle Cheng is a typical example of someone who is focused on playing. While setting up his club and hitting the ball, he encouraged, "Come on, let's go to the golf course tomorrow. It's a little far, it seems to be 30 kilometers away in the western suburbs."
Jing Xiaoqiang, who wolfed down a snack to replenish his nutrition, hesitated: "I did play golf for a few days at Citibank, but I'm not very interested. Besides, golf is very expensive now, so it should not be open to the public."
Uncle Cheng’s favorite saying is: “You don’t care, but I do!”
Jing Xiaoqiang laughed: "Do you have connections with all the newly opened places?"
Then this sentence piqued Uncle Cheng's interest again. He suddenly raised his head and said with a raised eyebrow look that all men understand: "Yes, there is a new hotel over there. Shall we go check it out tonight?"
Jing Xiaoqiang was amazed: "You...the purpose of exercising is to go to a place like this?"
Originally he wanted to say that you are over fifty and still so sexually aroused. Then he thought that he is almost fifty and still changes two girlfriends a year.
Uncle Cheng was a little absent-minded while playing basketball: "Why else would you work out?"
Jing Xiaoqiang shook his head: "Forget it, I don't like this..."
He never visited prostitutes and didn't like to look at fallen women. It was easy for him to think of his ex-girlfriends. If he didn't get married early, it would be difficult for him to have a happy life as a singer and dancer after he got old and lost his looks.
Uncle Cheng sighed, feeling that Jing Xiaoqiang had ruined his fun: "Let's go play farther away... Hey, can you drive?"
Jing Xiaoqiang nodded: "Yes, but I don't have a driver's license. If you have connections, I can take the test, but I don't think I will have the money to buy a car in the next two years. I want to buy a house and settle down in Shanghai first."
The main reason is that the price/performance ratio is too low.
Car prices are also in line with foreign prices, but housing prices are basically still linked to domestic income, so it is very easy to choose which one.
Uncle Cheng leaned over the table and glanced at him: "How much are you going to spend on the house?"
Jing Xiaoqiang quoted the market price: "Isn't it 2,300 per square meter? Buying a 100-square-meter building? 230,000, so I'm saving money."
His speed is actually very impressive. Not counting the makeup aspect, singing is just a small amount now, and the gym makes a net profit of more than a thousand yuan a day!
I can make tens of thousands a month. At this rate, if I can get a few more recording jobs, I might be able to buy an apartment after this semester. That would be wonderful!
Uncle Cheng expressed his disdain: "Those buildings in the new village are for country people to live in. If you want to buy something, buy an old house ."
Jing Xiaoqiang chuckled: "I only have tens of thousands of dollars now. Don't be too ambitious. Find a place to stay first."
In fact, Uncle Cheng should know how much money Jing Xiaoqiang has, because at the beginning Jing Xiaoqiang would take his US dollars to exchange with street scalpers.
Later, Uncle Cheng helped him replace them all, but now he is thinking: "I heard that the Party Committee of the Office has a few buses to sell, because this year all units are required to replace them with domestically produced Santana, which is considered to show our own industrial achievements. Do you want one? If you do, I have connections can get one for you. It will definitely cost tens of thousands of yuan."
Jing Xiaoqiang actually laughed out loud: "Why would I use it? I just sent my high school classmate to Pingjing to register today, and the day after tomorrow I will also register to study at the Drama Academy. Where should I park my car? This time I will definitely not show off in the university."
It can be considered a lesson learned. I attracted so much attention in the dance hall, so I have to be low-key when I go to the drama academy. I can't let something like Lu Xi happen again.
The long-legged stewardess must be feeling a burning sensation in her ears even at an altitude of ten thousand meters. She works so hard to prepare fitness meals, do laundry, and help fend off so many bad peach blossoms, and yet this heartless guy is still complaining.
Uncle Cheng said, "You can park at my house... My garage has been empty for many years."
Jing Xiaoqiang laughed loudly: "Don't tease me, if you want to buy it, go buy it yourself!"
Uncle Cheng sighed: "My mother doesn't allow me to show off..."
Jing Xiaoqiang almost laughed like a pig: "Your mother still cares about you at this age?"
Uncle Cheng was helpless: "What can I do? Her connections are stronger than mine... Really, buy a car and park it at my place. I can't drive, so it'll be convenient for us to go out and play. It's 30 kilometers to a golf course now. I heard there are some fun places in the northern suburbs near the countryside of southern Jiangsu, huh?"
It was that look that all men understood.
Jing Xiaoqiang refused firmly and resolutely: "Oh, forget it, I really don't like this. You just want me to be your driver, and I advise you to avoid places like this. It's easy to encounter honey traps. If you are caught, it will be embarrassing for your mother to go to the police station to pick you up."
He laughed wildly when he said this.
Uncle Cheng was not angry at all. He changed his expression to a mysterious one: "Cadillac Brougham, do you want one?"
The tone was like asking Jing Xiaoqiang if he wanted porn.
Especially when that tuft of nose hair was shaking, Jing Xiaoqiang's heart was pounding!
Of course he knew Cadillac Brougham, which was as noble and elegant as Mr. Tanida in the AV world, and almost equivalent to the Rolls-Royce among American luxury cars.
Although it is still inferior to the BMW 5 Series, it is already the Langbo Bay in the American series. Because it is the same model and series as the Citibank president's car, its status is very high.
Even if it is sold at Citibank, it would only be worth two or three hundred thousand yuan, but if it is imported into the country, it is definitely a luxury car!
Jing Xiaoqiang expressed disbelief: "It must be a very old model. I remember the earliest model was from 1977. Otherwise, how could it be bought second-hand for tens of thousands of yuan?"
Uncle Cheng said angrily, "Because I got these cars from foreign investors two years ago and they were allocated to government agencies. Now the policy does not allow the use of such luxurious vehicles, but I am qualified to get one as a souvenir. I will give you a symbolic amount of money. If you don't want it, no one will want it at this cheap price. I can't just go and get it myself and then resell it on the market. There are less than ten of them in the whole country. I can't afford to lose face..."
This is the tone of Lao Kler. Hundreds of thousands are just a small matter. We cannot lose face.
This is an era where you can buy an apartment in Shanghai for just a few hundred thousand dollars!
Jing Xiaoqiang was finally tempted. Even if he couldn't sell it for hundreds of thousands in two years, it would still be a huge profit!
So Uncle Cheng immediately put away his golf club and went to watch.
When he arrived at the parking lot of the government agency, Jing Xiaoqiang was shocked after just one look.
He shocked Feng Xiaoxia for the whole day, and finally the retribution came to him.
Uncle Cheng chuckled.
