No matter which world you are in, strength often represents identity and status.
Gao Jing showed his unfathomable strength.
Hou Weidong's attitude immediately rose from ordinary enthusiasm to idol worship.
All he had to do was hold Gao Jing’s thighs and shout, “Brother Gao, take me to fly together!”
It gave Gao Jing a considerable amount of high-quality faith power.
In order to express his admiration, he ordered a lot of drinks and asked his girlfriend to act as a waiter, drinking and chatting with Gao Jing attentively.
This Malaysian-Chinese comes from a wealthy family.
When China was robbed a hundred years ago, his ancestors fled the war and migrated to Southeast Asia, where they settled in Malaysia and took root.
It has been passed down for four generations so far.
Although Hou Weidong is a direct descendant.
But he has an ordinary status in a big family, and he lives a relatively comfortable life relying on his mother's favor.
He lives in Hong Kong Island most of the time, so he can speak fluent Mandarin and Cantonese.
Hou Weidong is not a fan of mixed martial arts, but several of his friends are real enthusiasts, so he has a good understanding of this circle and has met many professional players.
"Brother Gao, you must be careful of Siamese people playing dirty tricks."
Although Hou Weidong believed that Gao Jing could defeat Varariello, he still reminded: "They are not good people."
Gao Dingding nodded: "Yes, I understand."
In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy or conspiracy is just a joke.
With his current strength.
As long as one is willing to spend some time, one person can slaughter the entire Royal Star from top to bottom without any problem.
Of course, he still took note of Hou Weidong's kind warning.
Hou Weidong was quite excited.
He drank a lot of wine, and then shouted that he wanted to take Gao Jing to a more exciting bar.
There is more than one bar in Royal Star, with very different moods and atmospheres.
But Gao Jing declined.
After exchanging contact information, Gao Jing said goodbye to Hou Weidong and Qianqian and returned to his room.
Ding dong~
He was just about to take a shower when the doorbell rang.
Who?
Gao Jing curiously went over to open the door and saw a gentle middle-aged man standing in front of the door.
Behind the other party were two men in suits who looked like bodyguards.
"Hello, Mr. Gao Jing."
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Li Yihao, I'm sorry to bother you, but can I have a few words?"
He presented an exquisite business card with both hands.
Gao Jing took the business card and looked at it. It showed that the other party was the director of Mankulungtai Group.
Gao Jing has never heard of Longtai Group.
But as the saying goes, if a night owl comes to your door for any reason, the other person will not be bored when he comes.
He put away his business card: "Please come in."
Gao Jing lived in a deluxe suite. The room was very large, with a bedroom and a living room.
After asking Li Yihao to sit down, Gao Jing asked directly: "Director Li, what can I do for you?"
"Here's the thing."
Li Yihao pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile: "I am here on behalf of Mr. Banchai."
He waved, and the man in a suit next to him immediately handed over a check.
Put it in front of Gao Jing.
"This is the appearance fee promised to you."
Gao Jing picked up the check and flicked it, and the numbers and symbols written on it came into his eyes clearly.
$1 million is right.
Gao Dingding nodded: "Thank you."
Yes, even though mosquitoes are small, they are still meat, and the landlord’s house has no surplus food!
"besides."
Li Yihao took out another check from his pocket and placed it in front of Gao Jing: "This is the loss fee for your match with Varariello tomorrow night."
Gao Jing's eyes narrowed.
The number on the ticket is 5 million.
5 million dollars!
Damage fee?
Gao Jing picked up the check and asked, "Director Li, what do you mean?"
"Mr. Gao is a smart man."
Li Yihao said with a smile: "I think you should understand what I mean."
Gao Jing understood: "You want me to lose to Varariello?"
Li Yihao smiled and said nothing.
The middle-aged man obviously did not think that Gao Jing would refuse.
So you look confident!
Gao Jinghehe.
He held the check and shook it slightly.
This check with a face value of 5 million yuan instantly turned into a ball of flame and turned into ashes in Gao Jing's hands!
The smile on Li Yihao's face suddenly solidified.
The two men in suits behind him stared at Gao Jing with sharp eyes.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense!
After a while, Li Yihao asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Gao, what do you mean?"
"Director Li is a smart man."
Gao Jing said with a smile: "I think you should understand what I mean."
The next moment, he stopped smiling: "Don't think of me as a fool!"
Gao Jing dared to say so.
The other party would not let him return to shore to enjoy the money.
The result of letting go of water in the boxing ring will definitely be beaten to death by Valarillo!
Hou Weidong had warned Siamese people before that they would play dirty tricks.
Now it really comes true!
Gao Jing didn't slap the other person on the face on the spot, which was considered extremely self-restrained.
Li Yihao's face became extremely ugly, and he said in a solemn voice: "Mr. Gao, don't forget, you are on the Royal Star, and the place where the cruise ship is now is the high seas."
The director of Longtai Group was secretly shocked.
He couldn't see what method Gao Jing used to burn the check.
It feels unfathomable and very strange!
But Li Yihao's attitude became more and more tough: "Have you considered the consequences of doing this?"
"Consequences? What consequences can there be?"
Gao Jing sneered: "I would like to ask you, are you Chinese, right? Do you enjoy being a dog for Siamese people?"
Li Yihao's face turned from green to red, and blue veins protruded on his forehead.
The two men in suits were furious.
One of them put his hand into his arms and stared at Gao Jing with eyes full of ruthlessness.
Just waiting for Li Yihao's order.
However, Li Yihao did not respond.
He gritted his teeth, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes were constantly changing between horror, fear and regret!
The men in suits couldn't help but look at each other.
The two of them had no idea how much pressure Li Yihao was under.
The imposing pressure from Gao Jing!
He felt like a wild dog, a thin and young puppy at that, who had just ignorantly and arrogantly provoked an adult tiger - completely unaware of life or death.
I don’t know how long it took, but Li Yihao’s will was about to collapse.
The pressure from Gao Jing suddenly disappeared.
"Well."
Li Yihao suddenly felt as if he had received an amnesty and almost collapsed on the ground.
He used his last bit of strength to grab the arm of the man in the suit next to him and hissed: "Let's go."
Two men in suits quickly supported Li Yihao and hurriedly left Gao Jing's room.
Happy!
Gao Jing shook his head disdainfully.
Originally, he planned to have some fun tomorrow night.