"Yes?"
"Mr. Chen, can I take some of your time?"
"Huh?" Chen Zhao was confused. Take what time?
"I already requested the school for a year off," Tiger said. "I want to become a professional fighter and participate in this year's WBA All-American Fighting Championship for the 200-kilogram class. But I don't have a clear idea about my own abilities right now. I want to have three classes with you. I can pay you $30,000."
"What do you want to learn in these three classes?" Chen Zhao asked.
"The first class, I want to do defense training," Tiger said seriously. "Can you please train me in taking hits? The second class, offensive training. The third, I want Mr. Chen to seriously fight with me once."
"Sure." Chen Zhao needed money. After buying the RV, he had a severe loss in capital. He basically won't reject anything that could get him money.
"So can we start the first class now?" Tiger asked.
"Okay."
