Qi Yun picked up his phone and checked the price of this treadmill online. A new one costs at least five thousand yuan, and even a second-hand one costs more than three thousand.
However, the other party's business is probably not doing well, planning to run away during the New Year break. The price can be pressed down appropriately.
He had heard of the gym industry before; it's quick to enter but even quicker to exit.
Collecting membership fees at lightning speed and running away immediately if the business is bad is the regular tactic.
The next day, Qi Yun knocked on the door of room 401.
"Who is it?" It was the same muscle guy from last time. He angrily opened the door: "So early, you..."
Seeing Qi Yun at the door, the muscle guy's anger instantly disappeared, squeezing out an awkward smile: "Oh, it's you..."
Qi Yun nodded: "You're Zhang Liang, right?"
The muscle guy was taken aback, a vigilant look appearing on his face: "How did you know that, what do you want?"
