156: Chapter 156: Giving You One Month’s Time 156: Chapter 156: Giving You One Month’s Time Jiang Xiaoyang, seeing Ye Jingtian speak, roared as if he were injected with chicken blood, “President, it’s this guy, he is this kid’s guardian, he even pretended to be on the phone to ask you to come over.
Tell everyone in front of us, do you recognize him?”
Jiang Xiaoyang’s face revealed a trace of mocking expression as he looked at Ye Jingtian and Zhang Fan.
Haha, who is Xiong Lin?
He is the President of the Provincial Sports Committee, and even within this province, he can surely be considered a character.
He travels around the country every year with people from the Provincial Sports Committee, and the people he knows are big names from various provinces, like mayors, governors, some big businessmen, and so on.
Recalling the way Ye Jingtian was acting all high and mighty on the phone earlier, the sneer on his face grew even thicker.
If it had not been for Ye Jingtian stepping forward, he would have even forgotten about the incident just now.
Thinking that Xiong Lin had already been there for quite a while, Jiang Xiaoyang felt even more disdainful; if they knew each other, they would have come out earlier.
Could they have waited until now?
Haha, weren’t you just acting all high and mighty pretending to call Xiong Lin?
Now that the man is here, let’s see what you have to say.
Xiong Lin was stunned for quite a while.
If it had not been for the trouble here, he would have already sought out Ye Jingtian.
Who is Ye Jingtian?
He donates tens of millions to the Provincial Sports Committee every year, damn it, without such a substantial amount of money, their days wouldn’t be anywhere near as comfortable.
After hearing Jiang Xiaoyang’s words, Xiong Lin only felt his mind go blank.
Ye Jingtian is this kid’s guardian?
Motherfucker, Jiang Xiaoyang, you bloody turtle grandson, you’re going to get me killed.
The worry on Dong Jian’s face grew heavier.
Even though he was just a coach, he knew many of the big shots in the city too.
Like Ouyang Feng, who represents nearly half of the Ouyang Family.
Or the mayor, the governor, and other local bigwigs with assets over ten million—he knew quite a few of them.
But he had never met Ye Jingtian.
This is bad!
“President Xiong, what are you waiting for?
Teach this kid a lesson, and while you’re at it, call the police and have his whole family arrested.
They hurt our people.
They have got to pay dearly for this.”
Jiang Xiaoyang’s eyes were nearly squinting with laughter.
Xiong Lin, hearing Jiang Xiaoyang’s voice, suddenly felt a chill throughout his body.
Teach this kid a lesson?
Arrest his whole family?
Motherfucker, idiot, are you trying to kill me?
Xiong Lin turned around, lifted his leg, and kicked Jiang Xiaoyang right in the face.
Jiang Xiaoyang only saw a dark shadow flying towards him, and then felt his body tilt, tumbling out of his wheelchair and crashing to the ground.
“Bastard, look at the fine mess you’ve made.
You don’t even recognize Mr.
Ye, are you blind?” Xiong Lin bellowed.
Fucking moron!
At that moment, Xiong Lin felt an urge to kill Jiang Xiaoyang.
Who is Ye Jingtian?
He is one of the top ten tycoons in the city, even in the province—who in their right mind would want to offend such a person?
Besides, his donations every year amounted to tens of millions.
Why is the Provincial Sports Committee living so comfortably, and why do they get new training equipment every year?
Motherfucker, it’s all because of the money he’s given.
Dong Jian and the others were immediately dumbfounded.
He originally thought that when Ye Jingtian called to have Xiong Lin come over, he was just putting on a show for show’s sake.
However, when Xiong Lin arrived, fuming with anger, he actually started hitting people as soon as he laid eyes on Ye Jingtian.
Ye boss?
Fuck, who else could make Xiong Lin call them Ye boss if not the city’s most mysterious and low-profile tycoon, Ye Jingtian?
At that moment, Dong Jian’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Looking at Jiang Xiaoyang, who was twitching incessantly, Dong Jian’s face was overwhelmed with a splendid smile.
So satisfying, goddamn, this is the first time in years I’ve felt this damned good.
But soon after, Dong Jian felt a pang of sorrow.
Looks like we’re not going to be able to rope in Zhang Fan now.
What is this crap about provincial sports benefits?
In the face of a net worth of several billion, what do they count for?
Zhang Fan watched Xiong Lin, whose face was changing as fast as flipping a book, and he too was dumbfounded.
But thinking of the kick Xiong Lin had delivered, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but laugh at the misfortune.
That kick, probably broke his nose, I bet.
“Ye boss, little brother, my men didn’t recognize Taishan, so please don’t take it to heart,” Xiong Lin suddenly stooped a little, returned to Zhang Fan’s side with a weak smile, and said.
“Oh, Xiong Lin, I donate tens of millions every year, take a look, what’s the quality of your people?” Ye Jingtian said with a cold smile, his gaze landing on Jiang Xiaoyang.
Xiong Lin’s heart skipped a beat, then his eyes, blazing like fire, landed on Jiang Xiaoyang.
“Jiang Xiaoyang, I tell you now, you’re fired.
From tomorrow on, don’t bother showing up,” Xiong Lin roared again.
Jiang Xiaoyang suddenly looked up, one side of his face badly swollen, with a giant shoe print clearly visible on his cheek.
“President, why?
Dong Jian just pulls people into the provincial sports team as he wishes, why don’t you deal with that?
Such trash, regardless of his background, he’s just trash.
Would you let such a person join the provincial team?”
Jiang Xiaoyang’s eyes were blood red, and as he spoke, he spat out a tooth.
Xiong Lin’s heart clenched, and he burst out in anger, “Jiang Xiaoyang, I’m the President.
If I say you’re fired, you’re fired.
Cut the crap, go pack your things, and get lost.”
Zhang Fan stared at Jiang Xiaoyang’s face in amazement.
Xiong Lin’s kick had actually broken his nose.
But then, Zhang Fan chuckled wickedly, “I don’t have many hobbies, except for one—I love to slap faces.
Hey you, come here.”
Zhang Fan pointed at Dong Jian as he spoke.
Dong Jian, with his eyes wide and mouth agape, pointed at himself, and looking at Zhang Fan’s gaze, he walked over.
“Little brother, what’s up?”
“Didn’t you say you want me to join your team?
Fine, I have one condition, and that’s to wreck this guy’s ‘Lightspeed’ team,” Zhang Fan said with a smirk, pointing at Jiang Xiaoyang.
“Haha, just you?” Jiang Xiaoyang burst into derisive laughter, pointing at Zhang Fan, “Come on then, in three months the provincial games begin, then we’ll see.
Whoever loses, gets the hell out of this city.
Do you dare?”
Zhang Fan smiled lightly, “Three months?
You really think highly of yourself.
I won’t bully you, I’ll give you one month to let your ‘Lightspeed’ bunch get their bodies in shape.
By that time, have your necks washed clean, because if it’s just a sprint, I’m more than happy to oblige.”
Zhang Fan sneered endlessly.
A sprint?
Hehe, with one month’s time, he was absolutely confident that he could double his Attributes again.
Breaking through physical limits, All Attributes +2, just do it once a day and that would be enough.
A sprint?
Add Butterfly Dance Step to the mix, and these guys will be nothing but trash.
At this moment, everyone’s gazes were fixed on Zhang Fan.
Damn, this guy is too arrogant, isn’t he?
One month to challenge the ‘Lightspeed’ team?
What a joke, that’s the provincial sports team!