My identity is becoming increasingly outrageous.

Chapter 31 Yoga Class = Private Club?

"Hey buddy, you've come here for a blind date, haven't you?" The muscular man practically recited Wang Hong's birth date and time after hearing his description.

"Don't worry about that. You promised me, so you have to keep your word," Wang Hong reminded him.

"I didn't say I wouldn't do it!" The muscular man looked troubled. "What's this guy's name?"

"That's why I asked you to help me find it, because I didn't know the name." Wang Hong thought to himself that if he knew the name, he could just ask his uncle.

"That's going to be a bit tricky."

"How so?" Wang Hong wondered. What could be so difficult about finding a beauty of this caliber? Unless there were no people of this type here at all.

With her figure, the woman in the yoga pants would stand out in any crowd.

"Come with me and you'll see." Seeing that Wang Hong didn't believe him, the muscular man led him into the gym.

As they walked, he explained to Wang Hong, "Most of the people in this gym are wearing tight yoga pants, but I don't think they're the ones you're looking for."

Wang Hong quickly scanned the people in the gym. The yoga instructors and the women who came to work out were not exactly stunning in terms of looks.

Moreover, her figure doesn't have the sexiness of a yoga pants beauty; instead, it's a muscular physique with a prominently perky butt, lacking that softness.

Wang Hong mentally analyzed the physiques of these people.

He had seen the woman in yoga pants a few times, but because of the sunglasses and hat, he couldn't see her facial features very clearly.

But I still have a deep impression of her figure.

She has a curvy figure, and her clothes bounce when she walks. Even though she doesn't show any skin, she still gives off an incredibly sexy vibe.

Wang Hong would definitely recognize that figure if he saw it again.

Although he had never been with a woman, he had at least seen pigs run, even if he hadn't eaten pork.

While in school, he and his roommates often discussed Japanese, Korean, and Western blockbusters, which was the only place where he could chat with his classmates.

They quickly checked all the women in the gym, and indeed, there was no yoga-wearing beauty that Wang Hong was looking for.

But what's so hard about finding this? You can watch it all in no time, can't you?

The muscular man gave a meaningful smile.

Then he led Wang Hong to another door.

The door looked like a back door, and he took out his employee card and swiped it on the access control.

With a beep, the area behind the door became brightly lit, and Wang Hong could occasionally hear some women's moans coming from inside.

And occasionally, some strange slapping sounds could be heard.

Wang Hong hesitated for a moment, then followed the muscular man inside, thinking that nothing like what he had imagined would happen here.

Upon entering, one finds twenty or thirty women with good figures practicing various challenging yoga poses on yoga mats.

Those groans and slapping sounds were the sounds these women made when they failed to perform the actions and fell onto the mat.

"These are some of our yoga students and instructors. Because the yoga classes here are quite expensive, most of the people who come here are relatives and friends of the group's senior management."

"To put it bluntly, these people are socialites. They have good looks, great temperament, and good figures. There are a lot of beauties dressed like you described here."

The muscular man pointed at those people with a hint of helplessness.

Wang Hong blinked a few times. Everyone had their backs to him, so he couldn't tell for the moment if the person he was looking for was among them: "But even so, there aren't that many people in total, right? It shouldn't be that hard to find."

"You don't understand..." The muscular man was about to say something more, but he was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

The two were standing at the back of the yoga class when a man who looked like an instructor approached them and said, "What are you doing here? Men are not allowed in the yoga class."

If Wang Hong and the other person hadn't been wearing name tags, the yoga instructor would have kicked them out immediately.

This concerns the privacy of yoga students.

The instructor has a well-proportioned figure and isn't particularly beautiful, but perhaps because of her years of yoga practice, she has a very good demeanor.

She is also a very charming woman.

"We'll leave right away, sorry." The muscular man apologized and quickly pulled Wang Hong back the way they came.

"See? The people practicing here aren't ordinary people. Nobody wants to be watched by men while doing these sexy moves."

"To put it bluntly, this yoga class is actually a private club for the group's senior executives. It even has fitness equipment and dedicated female personal trainers."

"Don't even mention me, if our minister went in without a reason, he would be kicked out. So it's really difficult for me to find someone for you."

"Alright then." The muscular man's words left Wang Hong somewhat helpless. Why was this crappy company so restrictive, even when it came to finding someone?

In this case, Wang Hong may only be able to find this yoga-pants beauty through Li Boheng.

If we ask Li Boheng... perhaps we can get the answer directly?

Li Boheng is capable, after all. He should know about the capable yoga-wearing beauty from the same group.

Wang Hong pondered as he walked out of the gym with the muscular man.

As I was walking, I suddenly heard a deep voice say, "Handsome, can you help me move this barbell? I'm too lazy to remove the plates."

The man was a middle-aged man covered in muscles. Beside his feet was a barbell with several weight plates hanging on it, but for some reason, it wasn't in its designated training position.

It's possible that the person who practiced last made a mistake and accidentally dropped the barbell to the side, without disassembling it or putting it back in its original position.

Although he was right next to Wang Hong, his words were clearly directed at the muscular man.

In situations like this, you should definitely ask your coach for help.

But Wang Hong was thinking about something at the moment. When he heard this and saw the barbell right next to his feet, he subconsciously bent down, lifted the barbell, and moved it to the side with a bit of force.

It was placed correctly in the weightlifting practice area.

"It's quite heavy," Wang Hong muttered to himself, clapped his hands, and continued walking forward.

Seeing this, the burly man who was about to practice and the muscular coach were both stunned.

"Wait... is this thing really that light?" The big man squatted down and carefully examined the weight of the barbell plates.

One side weighs a full 100KG!

Wang Hong lifted one end of the 400-pound barbell with a little effort and then moved it to a different position.

If this had been done by a muscular coach, people wouldn't have been so shocked, but the one who did it was Wang Hong, who doesn't look particularly muscular.

The muscular man was also horrified. It seemed that Wang Hong's limits were far higher than he had imagined.

"Coach, is this your friend?" the big man asked in a low voice, watching Wang Hong's retreating figure.

"No," the muscular man said.