Net King System of Tennis

Chapter 115 I want to buy shares
Another two days.

At the Kayas training base, Yu Renshui quietly watched Zhang Cheng play an exchange game with a foreign friend.

As the epee sank, the dim halo instantly shattered, and Zhang Cheng won another victory.

For two consecutive days, Yu Renshui just watched Zhang Cheng come here to play tennis every day.

To his surprise, in the past two days, Zhang Cheng did not play with his left hand, but kept using his right hand, even if he met a powerful opponent who was driving brilliantly yesterday.

"something wrong."

Yu Renshui's voice was low, and then he watched Zhang Cheng find someone to open another game, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Kaohsiung.

"Mr. Gao, have you taken Zhang Cheng to see a psychologist these two days?"

Kaohsiung: "No, how can it be so fast, don't make an appointment to see a doctor!"

Yu Renshui frowned, and then said in a low voice: "Then hurry up, I feel that Zhang Cheng is not quite right."

Kaohsiung: "You can pull it down, you just think something is wrong, I don't think Zhang Cheng has been doing well these two days?"

"You know what a fart, you didn't see Zhang Cheng's playing state two days ago, he was like a ghost."

Yu Renshui was a little annoyed, if it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't get away here, and he didn't know anyone, would he be able to use Kaohsiung?
Kaohsiung: "Okay, okay, I got it, I made an appointment two days ago, and when Zhang Cheng comes back this afternoon, I will take him there."

"That's good, tell me the result after reading it."

Yu Renshui hadn't finished talking when he heard beeping in his ears.

His grandma's.

Afterwards, Yu Renshui put away his mobile phone and continued to watch the field.

……

Zhang Cheng raised his arm lightly, and completed the counterattack with an extremely fast swing.

The opponent, a blond boy who looked similar to him, also swung his racket lightly.

Zhang Cheng stood where he was, pulling upwards with his backhand, still maintaining his leisurely stroll.

The blond boy became nervous, and quickly pressed down on his racket. However, the tennis ball that hit him still bounced out.

"ended."

Without a referee, not every game is as grand as the one two days ago.

Zhang Cheng quietly walked to the China Open and stretched out his hand to the blond boy. He said mercilessly, "At your level, it's okay to go to the factory to screw screws."

However, the blond boy on the opposite side immediately gave a thumbs up after seeing Zhang Cheng's gentle smile.

"Great!"

"Danke." Zhang Cheng replied.

The blond boy left happily. Looking at his back showing off with his companions, Zhang Cheng showed a gratified smile on his face.

Turning around, Zhang Cheng withdrew his smile, put on his tennis bag and walked outside.

"Zhang Cheng, don't you want to fight?"

Yu Renshui met Zhang Cheng face to face by coincidence.

Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "Mr. Yu, what a coincidence, but I have something to do this afternoon, so come back tomorrow!"

"Okay then, see you tomorrow."

Yu Renshui squinted his eyes and waved to Zhang Cheng with a smile. He was relieved when he saw Zhang Cheng's receding figure.

Definitely went to see a psychiatrist.

Kaohsiung did not lie to him.

The second floor.

Lucas held all of Zhang Cheng's information printed on more than a dozen pages of A4 paper in his hand.

This information was collected by his assistant in the past two days, and it is all the past since Zhang Cheng awakened his tennis heart at the age of six.

However, Lucas couldn't watch it anymore after halfway through it, and Zhang Cheng's past was a bit too bloody, which was even more outrageous than their German family soap opera.

"The left hand is broken, are you here to treat your left hand?"

Lucas fell into deep thought. In the past few days, he has seen that Zhang Cheng has been using his right hand, and the strength of his right hand is not inferior to that of his left.

And judging from the game two days ago, Zhang Cheng's left hand should have been treated.

This reminded him of what his stupid son told him, that Zhang Cheng didn't have much time left in Germany.

"We have to find a way to keep him."

Lucas narrowed his eyes, and then felt that he should start with Zhang Cheng's life story.

At least, this Zhang Cheng should like women!
Lucas was lost in thought for a moment.

……

It's sunny outside.

Today has been three consecutive days of good weather in Munich.

Zhang Cheng took out a pair of sunglasses from his chest and put them on his eyes, then took out his cell phone and glanced at the address Kaohsiung had sent him.

"See a new doctor?"

Zhang Cheng muttered, then raised his left hand.

In the sunlight, his pale left hand was almost transparent, looking like a work of art.

"Can it be cured today?"

Zhang Cheng suddenly became a little interested. Logically speaking, his left hand should still have a course of treatment, and it will not be completely cured until early February.

Unexpectedly, Kaohsiung actually brought him good news.

Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head, then stopped a taxi.

"15 Punk Street."

"OK."

The speed is very fast, but it will arrive in 10 minutes.

When Zhang Cheng got off the car, Kaohsiung was already waiting for him there.

What a great boss.

Zhang Cheng sighed sincerely.

"Come on, let's go up with me."

Gao Xiong quickly patted Zhang Cheng on the shoulder with a grin on his face.

"Is it a great doctor, even worse than that bald doctor?"

Zhang Cheng asked a question.

Kaohsiung smiled, eyes full of excitement.

"Don't worry, he is definitely a great doctor, but he won't hang himself!"

"Oh?"

Zhang Cheng watched Kaohsiung press the elevator on the [-]th floor, feeling a little puzzled.

"Not hanging? Then how can I let my hand be fine today?"

"Who said it's a cure?"

Kaohsiung rolled his eyes, and then said to Zhang Cheng: "Don't talk, you will know when you arrive, and you will definitely not be disappointed."

While talking, the [-]th floor had already arrived, and the two walked out of the elevator, and walked straight to the office room on this floor under the leadership of Kaohsiung.

Zhang Cheng couldn't read German, so he really didn't know what he was doing here.

But when he saw a female doctor in a white coat walking out of the office, Zhang Cheng finally knew what Kaohsiung meant.

Indeed, as Kaohsiung said, this is a great doctor.

This is so outrageous!

Just stuffing two grapefruits is nothing more than that!

"Mistkin, hello!"

Excitement appeared on Gao Xiong's face, the moment he saw this great doctor coming out, he immediately went up to greet her and wanted to give her a very gentlemanly hug.

However, a steel needle suddenly appeared in the great doctor's hand and was in front of Kaohsiung.

"Mr. Gao, please respect yourself."

"Then you move?" Gao Xiong looked extraordinarily wretched.

"Mr. Gao, do you want to try the needle in my hand?"

Kaohsiung calmed down instantly, and pulled Zhang Cheng aside to introduce him.

"Mistkin, you can call her Miss King."

"This is Zhang Cheng, Hua Guo's strongest junior high school student, a tennis genius boy."

"Oh, Shet, I should have told you I don't have tennis players here."

Mistykin looked a little angry, but the charming appearance of the blond hair, blue eyes and red lips was so beautiful even when angry.

"Mr. Gao, if you don't respect yourself, I will drive you out."

"OK OK, I respect myself."

Kaohsiung reluctantly withdrew his eyes, then pointed to Zhang Cheng and said, "He is just a junior high school student, only 13 years old this year, and he will never let you get hurt."

"But he plays tennis."

"I can pay."

After a moment of silence, Mistykin asked in a low voice, "How much?"

"I can pay the price of a professional player!"

"make a deal."

Mistkin smiled charmingly, then walked towards the studio with her plump buttocks twisted.

"Kang Manang."

Zhang Cheng understood this sentence!

"Come on, what are you looking at?"

Kaohsiung glared at Zhang Cheng, he didn't learn well at such a young age.

"I didn't read anything, I read a little financial knowledge recently, so I want to buy shares."

"Hehe, minors are not allowed to buy shares." Kaohsiung gave Zhang Cheng a blank look, and then said with a smile:
"But if you really want to play, you can give me the funds, and I will help you invest."

"This~~"

Zhang Cheng thought about it, but he still resolutely rejected Kaohsiung's kindness and said:
"It's not necessary."

"Kang Manang, bad luck!"

Mistykin urged in the studio.

"Go in, I won't bother you."

Kaohsiung patted Zhang Cheng's shoulder meaningfully, which immediately made Zhang Cheng flustered.

Could it be that this great doctor has a part-time job in private?
Fitness coach?

Ride a dirt bike?

Zhang Cheng walked in with a heavy heart.

"sit."

Zhang Cheng heard a sentence in broken Chinese, and then saw the big doctor pointing to the round reclining sofa beside him.

Do you really want to sit?

Zhang Cheng was caught in a tangle.

Although he wants to buy shares, as Kaohsiung said, he is underage.

"Sit down!"

Mistykin urged again.

Immediately, Zhang Cheng figured it out, she forced me, at worst he would suffer a bit.

So, Zhang Cheng, who had figured it out, just lay down on the round sofa and closed his eyes.

If you suffer a loss, you suffer a loss, anyway, he doesn't move.

"Eye!"

Mistykin's voice sounded again, and Zhang Cheng instinctively opened his eyes.

Then, he felt in a trance for a while, and his eyelids were a little heavy. Before he closed his eyes, Zhang Cheng saw the big doctor lying on his body with two steel balls hanging on his hands.

so big!

Then, the world went dark.

……

In a daze, Zhang Cheng felt a scent coming into his nose, and waves of muffled sounds entered his ears.

However, before he could hear what the voice was saying, a scream woke him up instantly.

"Watfacco, Mr. Gao, I just said I don't entertain tennis players."

Mistkin walked out of the studio with weak legs and looked at Kaohsiung with anger on his face.

"Oh, Shet, that kid is not a junior high school student at all."

Kaohsiung was stunned, and quickly explained: "He is really a junior high school student, 13 years old, but he is the strongest junior high school student."

"Oh, Shet, get out of here quickly."

Mistykin shook her drowsy head, and in order to keep herself awake, she even pricked herself with a steel needle.

Zhang Cheng walked out of the studio calmly, completely unaware of what happened.

However, after exchanging glances with Mistekin, Zhang Cheng found that the great doctor's eyes were full of fear.

Zhang Cheng: "???"

"Oh, Xie Te, you all go out for me, and settle the bill for me, 200 million!"

Kaohsiung's complexion finally changed, but it wasn't a change to Mistekin.

Taking out his mobile phone to transfer money, Kaohsiung took Zhang Cheng and turned around and walked outside.

On the way, Kaohsiung suddenly thought of what Yu Renshui said to him.

Hurry up and take Zhang Cheng to see a psychiatrist.

Zhang Cheng, he has a problem!
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