Liang Xiao hooked Tang Yuchen and walked towards the box, muttering along the way:
"You really did me a disservice this time. I don't know how much I'm going to lose on drinks tonight."
"Do you know that I mainly make money from drink fees? Prices are rising rapidly these days. Do you know how difficult it is for us breadwinners to make money?"
"I told you to keep a low profile and don't trash my place. We are small businesses and uphold the truth that customers come first. But look at you, how many times have you trashed my place and ruined my business?"
Liang Xiao pretended to be pitiful and said a lot, but Tang Yuchen didn't even give him a look.[
He knew that his mood was really bad, so he stopped complaining.
Pushing open the door of the box, Liang Xiao immediately clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention:
"The opportunity to make money is here. Tonight, our brother Tang Yuchen will transform into a sexy boxer. If any of you beat him, you will get a reward of one million. This is the best opportunity to make money. Don't miss it.
Don’t come again.”
Those who hang out in the Supreme VIP box every day are all kids from rich families. They have a lot of time to do what they want to do every day, and naturally they have also practiced kung fu passionately for several years.
They have long heard from some seniors that Tang Yuchen has extraordinary skills and beautiful moves, and they have long wanted to learn from him.
But no one dared to challenge him, so his skills became the myth that everyone wanted to break.
Now that Liang Xiao said this, how could they miss the opportunity and not give it a try?
Tang Yuchen unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with an evil smile: "Anyone who wants to defeat me, come today."
Liang Xiao seized the opportunity to open a gambling game, "I am the banker, and people come and place their bets. If you bet on one, you will lose ten. If you bet on the right bet, you will become rich overnight."
People who don't know Tang Yuchen's bottom line all bet on the person they like, and those who have experienced his skills all bet on him winning.
In the end, Liang Xiao said: "Only the banker can bet Mr. Chen, and none of you can."
"Why?"
"Since it's a bet on one and pays ten, I will suffer losses anyway. From a risk perspective, naturally I can only bet on him."
In a word, if Tang Yuchen wins, he alone makes the profit. If he loses, he alone pays the loss.
Some people say it makes sense, while others secretly slander him as a profiteer.
The Supreme VIP box is actually not as big as it seems, it is larger, with golden walls and small doors of the same color everywhere.
Open a door and there is a small arena inside.
Everyone ran to watch the battle, except Liang Xiao. He sat outside and happily counted the stack of checks in his hand.
Before long, these will all become his.[
Hum, Tang Yuchen made him lose half of the drink fee, then he would make it back from him.
The more Liang Xiao thought about it, the more proud he became. He was indeed a business genius.
Just as he was enjoying himself, his cell phone rang, and the name displayed on it was 'Old Man'.
After answering the phone, Liang Weiming asked him on the other end: "Has Mr. Tang gone to your place?"
"He's been here a long time ago. Don't worry. I'm keeping an eye on him. Nothing will happen to him."
As soon as Liang Xiao finished speaking, a man's earth-shattering scream suddenly came from the arena where the door had not been closed.
Liang Weiming immediately asked him in a deep voice: "What bad things are you doing again?!"
