Chapter 417: Chapter 417: A 100 Million Bet (Part 1)
As soon as the American champion Schmidt appeared, he shocked the entire audience.
From the moment he entered and knocked the iron gate off, to standing on the stage, emitting a powerful aura.
All the spectators were amazed by the strength of this American champion.
This gave the audience, who were terrified by Lin Fei’s strength and didn’t dare to breathe, a glimmer of hope: that this American champion, Schmidt, like a fierce tiger out of its cage, might be able to defeat Lin Fei.
Seeing this American champion break through the door and unleash such terrifying power, Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling, and Xie Wenbo’s expressions all changed.
They clearly felt that this American champion’s strength was far superior to theirs.
However, Lin Fei remained calm, and said to Qin Yunyue and the others, “You all step back.”
Qin Yunyue and the others knew they were no match for the American champion, so they had to step back, leaving the tough opponent to Lin Fei.
At this moment, Cheng Jiaming stepped out from behind the American champion Schmidt, his face full of pride and arrogance, and said to Lin Fei, “Mr. Lin, aren’t you very powerful?
Do you dare to fight a match with the American champion Schmidt?”
Lin Fei showed a slight smile and said to Cheng Jiaming, “Why wouldn’t I dare?”
Cheng Jiaming said, “Then do you dare to make a bet with me?”
Lin Fei asked, “What do you want to bet on?”
Cheng Jiaming replied, “My bet is huge. If you beat Mr. Schmidt, I will pay you one hundred million. If you lose to Mr. Schmidt, you must pay me one hundred million. Do you dare to bet?”
He had heard from Song Haoyu that Lin Fei was just a poor guy, offering a hundred million, Lin Fei could not possibly come up with this kind of money.
But the ones like Qin Yunyue, Xiao Ling, and Xie Wenbo around Lin Fei are all from wealthy families, they will surely come up with the money.
Cheng Jiaming wanted to extract a large sum from these rich young masters of Huadu.
“Why wouldn’t I dare, a hundred million is a hundred million!” However, Lin Fei readily agreed.
Betting a hundred million on a fighting match—the entire audience began to discuss it animatedly.
“My god, betting a hundred million on a fight match!”
“This is truly a sky-high stakes match!”
“I wonder who will be the final winner?”
Except for Yuan Yuxi, who was aware of Lin Fei’s wealth exceeding hundreds of millions, Qin Zimo, Wang Yixin, and Xiao Xiao didn’t know that Lin Fei held a ten billion fortune.
They were all very surprised upon hearing Lin Fei laid down a hundred million bet.
Xiao Ling also knew that Lin Fei had a card worth hundreds of millions, as a gift from him, enough to cover a hundred million bet.
But just like Qin Yunyue, Xie Wenbo, and Li Qing, he was not worried about Lin Fei losing.
The reason for such confidence was because they had never seen Lin Fei lose until now.
“Lin Fei, this isn’t a joke, do you really have a hundred million?” Cheng Jiaming questioned upon hearing Lin Fei agree readily.
Lin Fei said, “Of course I do, do you need to check it?”
“Of course, I need to.” Cheng Jiaming responded.
Then, he took out his phone and made a call, “Finance Li, come to the underground fighting arena.”
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Jiaming said to Zhou Heng, “Bring out a table.”
“Yes, Young Master Cheng.” Zhou Heng replied and then entered a small door.
Minutes later, Zhou Heng had a few staff bring out a table and chair placed on the edge of the fighting ring.
At this moment, the elevator doors opened, and a woman in her forties, wearing a black professional OL suit and glasses, carrying a briefcase, walked out.
“Vice President Wen!” The OL woman immediately greeted with a smile upon seeing Wen Xiaojun.
“Finance Li, you’re here, go on over!” Wen Xiaojun pointed towards the fighting ring area.
“Yes, Young Master Wen.” Finance Li said and then walked towards Cheng Jiaming on the fighting ring.
“Vice President Cheng.” Finance Li addressed as she arrived in front of Cheng Jiaming.
Cheng Jiaming said, “Our champion, Mr. Schmidt, is about to fight this Mr. Lin Fei. The bet is one hundred million, now I need you to help check if his bank account has one hundred million?”
Finance Li nodded, “Yes, Vice President Cheng.”
Finance Li approached the table, took out a laptop from the bag, and started it up on the desktop.
Finance Li sat in the chair, looking at Lin Fei, and said, “Mr. Lin, please provide the name of your bank and account number.”
Lin Fei immediately provided his bank and account number to Finance Li.
Finance Li tapped on the computer keyboard for a while, and within less than five minutes, she stood up from the chair and said to Cheng Jiaming, “Vice President Cheng, I’ve already sent a query email to XX Bank Shencheng Branch where Mr. Lin’s account was opened, and the account amount is 200 million.”
After Finance Li confirmed Lin Fei had 200 million in his bank account, Cheng Jiaming’s face showed astonishment, glancing immediately towards Song Haoyu standing by Wen Xiaojun.
Didn’t this Song Haoyu say this Lin Fei was a poor guy?
Similarly, Qin Zimo, Wang Yixin, and Xiao Xiao, who didn’t know about Lin Fei’s enormous wealth, were all speechless upon hearing Lin Fei’s account held 200 million.
Since when did Lin Fei become so rich?
If they knew Lin Fei’s actual net worth reached 10 billion, they would probably be even more shocked.
Liu Wei was also very surprised, she only felt Lin Fei was extraordinary but never realized he was wealthy.
Unexpectedly, the very low-profile Lin Fei had an account balance of 200 million.
This made Liu Wei feel even more that Lin Fei was not simple.
Standing beside Liu Wei, Wen Xiaojun’s eyes flashed with surprise as well.
Lin Fei turned out not to be a poor guy but a wealthy man hiding in plain sight; he had underestimated Lin Fei.
“Okay, since the account funds are valid, let’s sign the fighting agreement!” Cheng Jiaming said, looking at Lin Fei.
After saying this, Cheng Jiaming gave a glance to Zhou Heng, who then opened the file folder in his hand, placing two documents on the table, looking towards Lin Fei and Cheng Jiaming, saying, “This is the fighting agreement. Please read it, and if there are no issues, please sign it and press your fingerprint.”
Lin Fei approached the table, picked up the one-page document, and after reading it, found the content very simple, it was just about the fighting between both parties, each betting one hundred million, and the winner would receive the loser’s hundred million bet.
Finding no issues, Lin Fei used the pen handed over by the young Finance Li to sign his name and pressed his fingerprint with an ink pad.
Cheng Jiaming also signed and pressed his fingerprint.
Then, Cheng Jiaming nodded towards the American champion Schmidt.
This American champion cast a cold glance at Lin Fei, then agilely crouched slightly, and with a “swish,” like a flying panther, leapt out, displaying remarkable tension and explosiveness.
The American champion Schmidt leapt to the top of the steel cage where Qin Zimo and the others were kept.
The American used his thumb to scrape across his nose, then pointed his finger at Lin Fei on the ground, and said in broken Huaxia language, “You de gei wo shang lai! (You come up here) Wo yao ba ni da ku (I’m going to make you cry).”