"However, I have no experience in attacking the Grand Slam." Lin Yuan said.

"I can help you!" Tang Chenlu suddenly held the table with both hands and stood up, looking very excited.

"Don't you...don't be a teacher?"

"If you really decide to compete for the four majors, I can be your agent and take charge of all your affairs. You just need to concentrate on playing tennis!"

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Lin Yuan asked, "I heard that you are one of the best in Beijing."

"Well, I can't do it. I can only rank here. In the whole world, I can't count anything. In fact, before becoming a teacher, I had to go to Wimbledon, but I found that the difference was too far! My dream could only be stranded, and I could only come back to be a teacher."

When Tang Chenlu said this, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

"Did you mean let me fulfill your dream for you?" Lin Yuan asked.

"Yes! Although I have no hope, you can! You are still young, you have opportunities!"

"That can be considered."

"And the prize money for each competition is as high as tens of millions. The four major slams combined, including the prize money for various competitions in normal times, you can almost be worth hundreds of millions!"

"So much?" Lin Yuan never expected that there would be so much money to play tennis.

"Of course, so if you can win the four Grand Slams, I don't have to be this tennis teacher! It's enough to be your agent and assistant."

"Since that's the case, I'll try it and hit the Grand Slam!" Lin Yuan nodded.

"That's great!" Tang Chenlu was so excited that she almost jumped up when she heard this.

Dangdangdang——

At this moment, Lin Yuan found that the glass beside him was ringing.

Lin Yuan turned his head and saw several people standing outside the glass window.

One of them is Song Zhipeng.

"Huh?" Tang Chenlu also turned her head strangely and looked over, feeling that these people were not kind.

Song Zhipeng's face still had bruises, and the falling front teeth were still not repaired.

Beside him was a middle-aged man and a group of men in suits.

Song Zhipeng hooked his fingers to Lin Yuan through the glass and signaled Lin Yuan to come out.

"You eat it yourself first, I'll go out." Lin Yuan said, and then stood up.

"Who are they? What are you going to do? I don't think they look like good people! Do I want to call the police?" Tang Chenlu said worriedly.

"Just eat hot pot with peace of mind. Don't interfere too much. Don't worry about anything happening. In short, this matter has nothing to do with you. Just pretend you can't see it."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he walked out alone.

"Lin Yuan!!" Tang Chenlu also stood up and called Lin Yuan, but Lin Yuan did not stop because of this.

Not long after, Lin Yuan walked out of the hot pot restaurant.

It was already very late at this time and there were not many people on the street.

As soon as Lin Yuan walked to the door, the group of people surrounded him.

The middle-aged man was the first to walk to Lin Yuan and took out a wrinkled piece of paper, "Are you Lin Yuan? Did you force my son to sign this contract?"

"Yes." Lin Yuan said without hesitation.

"Tear off the contract you have, and mine, and then behave with my son's medical expenses of 1 million yuan. I will let you go today!" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he tore the contract in his hand to pieces.

"It's useless to tear your own part apart. The one in my hand is intact, with black paper and white words on it, and your son's signature is written. Do you still want to deny this?"

"It seems you don't know who I am?" The middle-aged man's voice was deep.

"Who are you? Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Dad! Don't reason with him, just let me beat me up!" Song Zhipeng rushed out as he said.

Lin Yuan shot his eyes, and Song Zhipeng was immediately scared and took several steps back.

The situation that night was still vivid in my mind. Even if someone supported her, Song Zhipeng was still scared by Lin Yuan.

"I'm afraid you don't understand the current situation. I'm the one you can't afford to offend!" Song Zhipeng's father threatened Lin Yuan.

"Oh." Lin Yuan responded lightly.

"I advise you to do what I said now, otherwise you will suffer from flesh and blood!" Song Zhipeng's father said fiercely.

"You guys are not opponents! You should find a few more if you want to fight!" Lin Yuan was not afraid of those men in suits, and it can even be said that he didn't take them seriously at all.

"I also know that you are very good at fighting. I just heard from others, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. Since I found you today, I want to see how good you are." Song Zhipeng's father sneered.

"Oh, it seems that someone has been hired." Lin Yuan looked at the car in the distance.

"Come here!"

Song Zhipeng's father waved his hand. A man who looked very fierce and looked like a Thai man jumped out of the morning car, moved his neck a few times, and then walked towards Lin Yuan.

"This is Thailand's number one boxing champion, the king of Muay Thai!" Song Zhipeng's father was very proud.

Song Zhipeng next to him also stood up arrogantly, "Now kneel down and call me three times, Grandpa! I can consider letting him slap your leg less! If you don't obey, you will have to slap both legs!"

"Sure enough, I was too light last time! If you don't teach a lesson, you really won't have a memory!" Lin Yuan stared at Song Zhipeng again and said.

"Hahaha! Can't you see clearly the current situation? He is Thailand's number one boxing champion - Zhan Lai! What are you?" Song Zhipeng pointed at Lin Yuan and shouted.

"Zhan Lai?" Lin Yuan recited this name.

"Haha! Have you heard of it! Are you scared?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"You ignorant! Zhan Lai, beat me, beat me to death until he admits defeat!" Song Zhipeng suddenly turned his head and said to the not-tall Thai man behind him.

Titicaca—

The Muay Thai boxing champion named Zhan Lai also pinched his fists a few times and then walked towards Lin Yuan.

The men in suits next to them also retreated to both sides.

"Lin Yuan..." Tang Chenlu in the hot pot restaurant also looked at Lin Yuan on the street outside with concern.

The employees of the hot pot restaurant were also lying on the window, staring curiously at the Thai man outside.

"That's from Thailand."

“Look a little like it!”

"It looks so strong, it's not a Muay Thai player."

"It's so familiar. I remembered it. I seemed to have seen it. It was the champion of that competition, the boxing champion of Thailand!"

"Really? Why did the boxing champion run here?"

When the employees of the hot pot restaurant were surprised, this boxing champion named Zhan Lai was already standing opposite Lin Yuan, constantly waving his fists to warm up in the air.

JAKE!

Left straight punch!

Right straight punch!

Sink your knees!

Knee rush!

Swipe left! Swipe right!

Tornado kick! Double kick!

His set of movements made everyone stunned...
Chapter completed!