Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

0"Regret?" Jin Yi looked around helplessly. The five strong young men who were throwing money had surrounded him. Each of them had a cold expression on their faces, as if they would rush forward and cut him into pieces if they did not agree with each other. How the f * ck did they dare to go back on their word?    

    

Wasn't this just courting death!?    

    

Besides, Senior Xiong had just been a witness. If he didn't keep his promise, it would greatly reduce his impression of Senior Xiong.    

    

"I... I lost." Jin Yi said dejectedly.    

    

"Louder, say something important three times!" Ding Hao said slowly with a mocking smile on his face.    

    

Jin Yi thought for a while and hesitated. However, when he felt the five cold lights, his body trembled and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Wasn't this a direct threat?    

    

However, he was just asking for trouble.    

    

"I lost!"    

    

"I lost!!"    

    

"I lost!"    

    

Three loud shouts were heard from Jin Yi's throat. After he finished his words, his Qi became weak, like a rooster in a fight. He was a completely different person from when he was in high spirits.    

    

"Perhaps this is fate... Who would have thought that in the vast sea of people, one of them would look at him with disdain, but in the end, he suffered a blow. This was too unlucky. " Jin Yi sighed and thought to himself.    

    

Xiong Yinloong saw that Jin Yi had admitted defeat. He knew that he wouldn't be able to accept this disciple of his. Although he felt a little regretful, the root of the problem was that Jin Yi was the one who had made the mistake.    

    

"There is still a need to kowtow before a master?" Ding Hao said with a faint smile.    

    

Jin Yi's face turned pale when he heard that. He had to kowtow before a man who was a few years younger than him. This was the most severe punishment for him, and he felt very conflicted in his heart.    

    

"I'll give you three seconds to consider. Are you really not going to acknowledge me as your master?" Ding Hao said slowly.    

    

Jin Yi's eyes rolled up and down, and he looked hesitant. Although he had lost the bet, the ceremony of taking him as his master and kowtowing was very formal. Was he really going to do this?    

    

Xiong Yinloong's thoughts were completely different from Jin Yi's. He thought that Young Master Ding was just joking about being his disciple. He did not expect that Young Master Ding would ask Jin Yi to perform the ceremony. This was quite formal.    

    

Although Ding Hao did not have any foundation in calligraphy, he had money. His background was also extremely mysterious. If Jin Yi could become Ding Hao's disciple, after this ceremony, Ding Hao would definitely give him a gift to acknowledge him as his master. As for the richness of the gift, it could be imagined.    

    

Ding Hao was an out-and-out great god. How could he ignore such a person's gift? The answer was obviously not.    

    

"One."    

    

"Two."    

    

"Three..."    

    

"Three seconds have passed. Although you are proud and arrogant, I quite admire your calligraphy talent, but you have already missed the chance to become my disciple. I will not take you as my disciple. You should take care of yourself in the future. " Ding Hao said lightly, his expression indifferent.    

    

When Jin Yi heard this, the stone in his heart dropped and he finally let out a long sigh of relief. It seemed like the other party had discovered his conscience and wouldn't carry out the bet anymore.    

    

Ding Hao turned to look at Xiong Yinloong and said slowly, "I am a little tired today. I am going to find a hotel to rest. If there is anything, I will contact you."    

    

"I have a villa in Jiangnan. Why don't you come and stay at my house?" Xiong Yinloong said quickly.    

    

"No need. You can take care of your business first. I can also go to Jiangnan City by myself." Ding Hao said.    

    

Xiong Yinloong saw how determined Ding Hao was, so he didn't urge him to stay. He suddenly remembered that his old friend was also in Jiangnan City, so he said, "Tomorrow, the sixth year of Martial Arts Conference will be held in Jiangnan International Sports Center. My old friend Chen Yin is the judge of Martial Arts Conference this time. If you are interested, I will bring you there tomorrow. "    

    

Ding Hao was slightly stunned, and muttered, "Martial Arts Conference? This is interesting."    

    

"Alright, let's go there together tomorrow." Ding Hao said.    

    

Ding Hao then left the Jiangnan Cultural Exhibition with Gu Lang and the others.    

    

After Ding Hao and the others left, Jin Yi walked up to Xiong Yinloong and asked in a low voice, "Senior Xiong, may I ask if you can take me as your disciple? I have admired you for a long time."    

    

Xiong Yinloong looked at Jin Yi with a complicated expression and said slowly, "Don't mention about taking me as your disciple. I won't take you as my disciple, but I can give you some pointers on calligraphy."    

    

Jin Yi's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed, "Senior Xiong, why is this happening? Did I offend you in some way?"    

    

Xiong Yinloong shook his head and said, "You didn't offend me, but you missed a chance to become rich. A good opportunity to soar into the sky. On the contrary, you have offended a mysterious person. This is also the important reason why I can't accept you as my disciple. "    

    

Jin Yi's expression changed, his eyes focused, and he said loudly, "Could it be that young man just now?"    

    

Xiong Yinloong sighed and said, "That's right. It's him. He is also my saviour. That's why the matter of taking in a disciple was resolved."    

    

A sense of sadness rose in Jin Yi's heart at this moment. He merely rolled his eyes and revealed a look of disdain. Such a series of events had actually happened. His dream of taking him in as a disciple had also been ruined.    

    

It seemed like what his father said was right. It was better to keep a low profile!    

    

After Ding Hao walked to the parking lot, the middle-aged man who was in charge of the parking lot saw Ding Hao coming over. He smiled widely at Ding Hao and said, "Young master, are you leaving?"    

    

Ding Hao nodded lightly and took the key from his hand. He took out the wallet in his bag and took out 20 bills from it. He handed them to the manager and turned around to open the car door and walk into the driver's seat.    

    

Boom!    

    

Ding Hao's right foot lightly pressed on the accelerator, and the Aston Martin instantly drove away, leaving behind a wisp of white smoke.    

    

Then, the five Lamborghini drove away.    

    

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up as he looked at the money in his hand. He choked on his saliva and looked happy as he muttered, "Such a rich man is really rare. A day's salary is already a month's salary. I really hope this kind of rich man comes a few more times. "    

    

Jiangnan International Hotel, this was a luxurious, low-profile, six-star hotel. When you enter, there will be a fountain with clear spring water gushing out, looking no different from an ordinary hotel. However, the interior decorations were eye-catching.    

    

The welcoming ladies were all wearing black lace shirts and short white skirts. They wore black stockings on their legs and stood where they were with smiles on their faces. When they saw customers walking in from outside, sweet sounds would come from their throats.    

    

The receptionist was wearing a professional suit, a white shirt, and a short black skirt, which gave a visual impact.    

    

After Ding Hao booked six luxurious single rooms and paid one million yuan, he swiped his door card and opened the door to his room. He walked in and glanced at the arrangement of the room. A satisfied expression appeared on his face.    

    

Due to the long journey, Ding Hao felt a little tired all over his body. He directly laid on the bed and stretched comfortably, flipping back and forth on the bed.    

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At this moment, the jade pendant fell out of the bag.    

    

Ding Hao held the jade pendant in his hand. When he saw the phoenix pattern on it, his eyes fell deeply into the vivid phoenix pattern.    

    

"Ling'er, where did you go?" Ding Hao murmured.    

    

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