Invisible Billionaire

0Surprise flashed through Eric's eyes. He couldn't believe that Ji Tianxiang would let him go so easily. He stuttered, "You …" I... This is again … What do you mean? "    

    

"No meaning? "As long as you apologize, you'll be fine. Of course, you'll still have to pay for the mental damages." Ji Tianxiang said indifferently.    

    

At this moment, Chai Jingyu called Eric from the car of Santana, which was not far away.    

    

Eric glanced at the phone. Even without a call, he could guess what Chai Jingyu wanted to say. Thus, he hung up the phone without any hesitation.    

    

"Mm, alright." Eric looked at Ji Tianxiang seriously and nodded his head. He took the microphone from the host, faced Ji Tianxiang, and said sincerely to everyone: "Today's competition, I, Eric, have set my mind on the villain, and the words I said before were all nonsense. Not only does he have excellent stoning skills, he is also an honest and kind-hearted person, so, I feel that this title of King of Stone Gambling, Mr. Nameless, deserves its reputation."    

    

"Here, I would like to offer my sincere apologies to Mr. Nameless."    

    

Surprise flashed across Ji Tianxiang's eyes. He didn't expect the German fellow to suddenly turn back and change for the better.    

    

He could not help but feel cocky, could it be that this German had been influenced by his charisma and charisma?    

    

"Nonsense, there's no need for a foreigner like you to say it. Mr Nameless is of course the well-deserved King of Stone Gambling."    

    

"King of Stone Gambling, our idol, our super man."    

    

"…"    

    

What the hell?    

    

When Ji Tianxiang first heard this, his face was full of bewilderment. Then, when he heard it again, his face was covered in sweat.    

    

A few judges walked onto the stage. While giving awards to Ji Tianxiang, they whispered, "Kid, your gambling skills are pretty good. I think highly of you."    

    

"Young man, although you are very powerful, remember to be arrogant. In the future, the stone gambling circle will depend on you."    

    

Ji Tianxiang nodded and agreed.    

    

After the award ceremony ended, Ji Tianxiang took the award and prepared to leave. Unexpectedly, the crowd below the stage all rushed up, scaring Ji Tianxiang so much that he quickly snatched the female host's microphone and said loudly, "Wait, don't move. What do you guys want?"    

    

"Idol, of course, we are looking for you to get our autograph. Please give us your autograph, so that we can spend the night with your photo. It's not so lonely." Everyone said in high spirits.    

    

Hearing that, Ji Tianxiang nearly vomited.    

    

With so many people hugging his autograph while sleeping, wouldn't he be able to survive? It's fine if he was carrying a woman, but what is this man doing hugging a transvestite?!    

    

He, Ji Tianxiang, was a normal man. He couldn't let these people masturbate while looking at his signature at night.    

    

If not for the fact that his old Pit Glass and Ice Stones were still on the table, he would have fled long ago.    

    

Ji Tianxiang rolled his eyes and thought of a way to trick everyone into lining up first. He went backstage to tidy up his appearance and then he would come out to sign for everyone.    

    

Everyone heard their idol's words and of course they agreed. They immediately volunteered to line up.    

    

Ji Tianxiang took the opportunity to place the stone on the table in the basket and carried it into the backstage of the competition. With his master Nan Feisan to receive him, he quickly changed his clothes and handed the stone over to his master.    

    

Of course, sometimes Ji Tianxiang would go back on his word, but sometimes he couldn't completely go back on his word either. Looking at the crowd waiting in line for his signature, out of guilt, he called bodyguard 7, arranged a meeting place to meet later, signed a name, found a studio, and photocopied thousands of copies of his autographs.    

    

Then, he would pay for someone to hold a press conference for the autograph and send it to those people.    

    

bodyguard 7 quickly nodded, but stopped himself when he got to the phone.    

    

"Number Seven, what's wrong with you? If you have something to say, just say it. If you have to fart, quickly say it!" Ji Tianxiang sensed that something was not right and asked.    

    

"Erm, Young Master Ji, can you give me your autograph?" bodyguard 7 carefully gulped and said.    

    

Ji Tianxiang blinked in surprise and found it interesting. He teased, "Aiyo, our special forces also want my autograph. That's not good, right?"    

    

"Okay, okay. Young Master Ji is King of Stone Gambling. With a photo of your signature, it's simply too good. Many people would want to have it." bodyguard 7 flattered.    

    

"Hahaha, I like what you said. I'll just give you one when the time comes." Ji Tianxiang laughed.    

    

Nan Feisan was driving a small, black van. It was very shabby and inconspicuous. It took Ji Tianxiang and Shi Yan who was making a bet with it and left confidently.    

    

Seated in the Santana, Chai Jingyu's face was filled with rage, with swollen red cheeks that looked like cooked pig skin. He gnashed his teeth as he roared towards the phone, "Koyamaki Jiro and Eric, the judges of the Stone gambling competition, all summon Chai Family for me."    

    

"Yes, Young Master Chai."    

    

When the foreigners received this news, Koyamaki Jiro was trembling with fear on the way, but Eric was indifferent, and the judges of the Stone Gambling Competition had a helpless look on their face.    

    

Reaching Chai Family, a few people arrived at the front and back, got off the car, and walked into Chai Family Hall.    

    

They saw Chai Jingyu sitting on the sofa with a menacing look on his face. They looked at each other and thought to themselves, "Not good at all, Chai Jingyu. He must be here to interrogate me."    

    

They walked over slowly. Their master didn't dare to say that he was going to sit. They didn't dare to sit.    

    

Eric was brave. He sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs. "Young Master Chai, sorry, we lost the match. Our cooperation can't continue."    

    

The veins on Chai Jingyu's forehead stood out as he said in a hard voice: "Eric, why didn't you pick up my phone? Why did he apologize to that stinking brat? I can get you to apologize and pay for it. "    

    

"No, I admit my defeat." Eric said indifferently. He looked at everyone who was still standing at the same spot and asked, "Why aren't you guys sitting down? Is your butt uncomfortable?"    

    

They glanced at Chai Jingyu. Chai Jingyu coldly glanced at them and said, "Sit."    

    

"Thank you, Young Master Chai." Koyamaki Jiro and the others said.    

    

Chai Jingyu turned to look at Koyamaki Jiro and said coldly, "Erlang Jun, the words you've boasted to me before are only so-so."    

    

"That person is really too strong, I …" Young Master Chai, I really did my best. " Koyamaki Jiro said in grievance.    

    

"Hmph."    

    

Chai Jingyu let out a cold snort. His gaze then shifted back to the judges and asked with a serious tone, "Judges, I gave you a call, but what did you do in the end?"    

    

"Young master Chai, it's not that we don't want to follow your orders, it's just that that person is too amazing. Four old pieces of glass and two pieces of ice were picked in front of everyone. How do you want us to evaluate it?" The judge said with difficulty.    

    

"Hehe, we are all a bunch of trash. What use do you have? It's all because of this group of idiots that all of your plans were ruined." Chai Jingyu growled coldly, "All of you get lost, don't let me see you again."    

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He narrowed his eyes and looked at Chai Jingyu, "Young Master Chai, we have all done our best. You should have assured us that there won't be anyone strong between Koyamaki Jiro and me in this year's stone gambling competition. However, something unexpected has happened, and if you want to talk about responsibility, you should take responsibility for it.    

    

"Eric, don't say anymore. Young Master Chai is our fault, please forgive us." Koyamaki Jiro said.    

    

Chai Jingyu was extremely irritated and his mind was full of thoughts. The masked guy who appeared in the Stone Doing Competition, the nameless anger once again rose up from his stomach to his chest. He couldn't listen to anyone as he growled: "All of you f * ck off, a bunch of trash, don't appear in front of me again."    

    

Everyone rolled their eyes. They were extremely willing to do so. They had wanted to scram a long time ago, and had not wanted to come to begin with.    

    

Their plans for the stone gambling competition had been ruined and their anger had been vented.    

    

A few people stood up and quickly walked out of the Chai Family. They bade farewell to each other, got into their respective cars and left.    

    

Eric picked up his phone and called an old Chinese friend: "Old Xiao, help me find someone. He's the masked guy who participated in the stone gambling competition today."    

    

In the Chai Family Hall, after Chai Jingyu got angry, he took a few deep breaths and gradually recovered his composure. He picked up the phone and called the assistant: "Go and investigate that nameless man wearing a mask. Find out about his information and pass it to me as soon as possible."    

    

When Ji Tianxiang and Nan Feisan returned with their spoils of war, Faang Tianyi and his daughter rushed over with Xiao Jiu Dai to congratulate Ji Tianxiang's triumphant return.    

    

"You're welcome." Ji Tianxiang took the dishes and said.    

    

Faang Tianyi laughed and said, "Don't be so polite, we are family. Boy, you did well today. You are indeed my, Faang Tianyi's disciple."    

    

"Bullsh * t, Tianxiang's performance today is all on the rock, it has something to do with me, Nan Feisan. I should be the one saying that." Nan Feisan said as he slammed the table and twitched his mouth.    

    

"What, the fact that you're good at gambling also has something to do with you. Tianxiang, he's my disciple after all. This is an uncontested fact. Didn't I just say it to anger you to death?" Faang Tianyi said.    

    

Nan Feisan pursed his lips and said angrily, "Childish, your disciple is still here, aren't you afraid …"    

    

The two began to argue again and again.    

    

Ji Tianxiang shook his head in amusement. The two old kids reminded him of Qin Zhonghai and Ouyang Feiming. The two of them were not young, so they started bickering as soon as they saw each other. The more they bickered, the happier they were.    

    

"Uncle Fei, Dad, don't …" Upon seeing it, Faang Tianyi wanted to stop him.    

    

Ji Tianxiang stepped forward and covered Faang Tianyi's mouth as he said, "Let them talk. Perhaps this is the pleasure of getting along with each other."