Tanabata Diva Concert: Happy Breakup

He Hailong suddenly asked, "Old Jiang, you are not planning to keep a mistress in your house, are you?"

Jiang Ci was too lazy to pay attention to He Hailong.

He rolled his eyes at He Hailong, then said, "In the future, learn more from Principal Wang. Don't let your ex-girlfriend come out and accuse you of being a scumbag. If that happens, it will not only harm your reputation, but it will also affect the business of your hotel."

He Hailong was so shocked when Jiang Ci lectured him.

But Principal Wang is really nice to his ex-girlfriends.

At least until now, Principal Wang has dated hundreds of girlfriends, if not a thousand, but none of them has come forward to expose that he is a scumbag.

Jiang Ci also admired Principal Wang. At least his kidneys were pretty good.

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the private room where Jiang Ci and his friends were staying.

Principal Wang leaned back on the sofa and said, "Come in."

Then the door was opened, and leading the way was a beautiful woman with lingering charm. She walked with graceful steps, and behind her followed a group of girls with slim figures.

The woman came in front of Principal Wang, and after the many girls behind him had settled down, she said, "Principal, Young Master Qin, Young Master Jiang, and Young Master He, I hope I didn't spoil your fun."

Qin Fen teased, "Sister Hong, why don't you just play with us here?" Qin Fen had been coveting Sister Hong for a long time, but she was the owner of this club. If she refused, he couldn't force her.

Sister Hong smiled sweetly and said, "Master Qin, please stop teasing me. I am a fallen woman and I don't want to offend Master Qin." Then she said, "You young masters are all old customers of mine. I will be generous today. All the consumption of you gentlemen in the club today will be charged to me."

Then she said to the row of young ladies who followed her into the club, "Serve these gentlemen well, or I will sell you to a brothel."

A group of girls with good looks and figures nodded one after another: "Okay, boss."

Sister Hong said to Qin Fen, "Old Qin, three of these people have given birth. If you want to play later, just negotiate. I'll pay for the club today, but I won't pay for this."

Lao Qin's eyes were very bright: "Of course, of course."

Afterwards, Sister Hong gave the girls some instructions and left the box with light steps.

At this moment, Qin Fen had already pulled the girl who had given birth to him to his side, and pushed the other two to He Hailong and Jiang Ci. This was Qin Fen's idea: good things should be shared.

But He Hailong didn't like this, so he pushed it to Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci was also speechless, but he didn't refuse.

Two beautiful young women held cups and said, "Mr. Jiang, let's have a drink." "Come on, Mr. Jiang, open your mouth, I'll feed you grapes."

After a while, Qin Fen and the beautiful young woman with him whispered for a while, then stood up and said, "Three brothers, I'm going to rest first, good night everyone."

Jiang Ci really wanted to hug and throw Qin Fen to the ground, then ask, "This is happening in the daytime, how can you say good night? This is ridiculous."

Principal Wang couldn't help but roll his eyes. He waved his hand, signaling the other party to go about his own business.

Jiang Ci had to admit that she was indeed very attractive. She exuded an alluring charm from head to toe.

But it's no wonder that Lao Qin fell for it. Even Jiang Ci, who had just been baptized by Zhang Bicheng the night before, almost couldn't help himself.

In the private room of the club, because there were many outsiders present, Jiang Ci naturally would not discuss business matters with the principal anymore.

At this time, Jiang Ci remembered that he had previously gone to Master Ma’s martial arts gym to fight against counterfeiting through a live broadcast.

And the name of his live broadcast room is actually [Jiang Ci's over-the-shoulder throw at the airport is suspected to be a show? ]

When Jiang Ci saw this title in the box, he immediately cursed: "Fuck, what kind of rubbish is this."

But Jiang Ci was watching the live broadcast on his phone, cursing while enjoying the service of the two young ladies.

Some people massaged shoulders, rubbed shoulders; some people fed grapes, fed grapes.

He Hailong put his legs on the coffee table, and the model girl sat on his legs to massage him.

The principal was also enjoying it very much at the moment. While enjoying the massage, he was also watching the live broadcast on Jiang Ci's mobile phone.

He frowned at the anti-counterfeiting master in the live broadcast room, and then asked Jiang Ci: "How about we ban this idiot? All live broadcasts, kill him."

Jiang Ci smiled and shook his head: "Let this grandson be happy again, maybe the martial arts master Ma Dayuan can defeat this jumping clown!"

Principal Wang nodded and said, "I hope so."

Since the anti-counterfeiting team was taking advantage of Jiang Ci's traffic, many of the viewers in the live broadcast room were attracted by the title, and when they entered the live broadcast room, they saw the host and started to scold him without any hesitation.

At this time, Principal Wang seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "By the way, Jiang Ci, what is the current situation of Jiahang's stock?"

Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Didn't Zhejiang Merchants Group plan to short Jiahang's stock before? Then I took advantage of the situation and cleared out all the retail investors of Jiahang outside. After that, the only thing left was to operate the stocks and trade. This time, I also did the trading myself."

Then Jiang Ci seemed to remember something: "Oh, by the way, before Jiahang Media was delisted, I deliberately tricked those companies in Zhejiang Merchants Group that were planning to short Jiahang Media. They lost a lot of money."

Principal Wang was shocked and asked, "Jiahang Media has been delisted?"

"Well, it's not interesting in the stock market." Jiang Ci said truthfully: "And what is the market value of Jiahang Media?"

Principal Wang thought about it and felt that what the other party said made sense.

He Hailong smiled and asked, "By the way, Lao Jiang, have you helped me invest recently? I don't know what happened to my pocket money. My mother didn't transfer any money to me this month."

Jiang Ci smiled and said, "Do you think it's possible that Auntie transferred the money to me?"

He Hailong nodded: "It's really possible. My mother has always hoped that you are her biological son."

Jiang Ci said: "Okay, I'll transfer it to you later."

Then he continued to watch the anti-counterfeiting master's live broadcast. In fact, Jiang Ci didn't know what this person was thinking. He had to insult Chinese martial arts. Jiang Ci also believed that a real master of Chinese martial arts would look down on those who used topics to hype up the culture.

The popularity of the live broadcast room is unprecedentedly high. After all, Jiang Ci is now a big celebrity in the entertainment and business circles. After all, with the current market value of Pin Dao Dao, Jiang Ci's 30% of the shares can be sold for at least 30 billion yuan. And people will rush to buy them. Of course, if Pin Dao Dao goes public, the value of Jiang Ci's shares may more than double.

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Soon, the topic of the anti-counterfeiting master's live broadcast room became even higher, and Jiang Ci's traffic was used as if Jiang Ci was his father. The name of the live broadcast room was also changed to [Jiang Ci is as timid as a mouse, the anti-counterfeiting master will help you to defeat the so-called national martial arts. ]

This news instantly became a hot search. It quickly climbed to the top of the hot search headlines, directly overshadowing the news of [Wang Feng's Shanghai concert], and Wang Feng was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

People were confused and many thought that this fake live broadcaster was crazy and had a bad brain.

The Xia national martial arts is something passed down by our ancestors, how can we tolerate a bunch of kids slandering it.

Soon, the live broadcast room was automatically divided into three groups. Some people scolded the anchor for losing all his dignity in order to get Jiang Ci's traffic. Some people scolded the anchor for slandering Chinese martial arts. Some people helped the anchor to scold Jiang Ci. It was very depressing.

The host of the live broadcast room soon arrived at the martial arts hall where Grandmaster Ma was.

Here, after Jiang Ci saw Ma Dayuan's appearance in the live broadcast room, he couldn't help but hold his forehead, and then thought to himself: "This Ma, who can be called a master, is all rubbish."

At this time, Jiang Ci saw through the live broadcast that Master Ma was teaching his disciples how to punch.

Jiang Ci felt somewhat bored.

The people in the live broadcast room were somewhat puzzled when they saw this gray-haired, thin man.

"Is this Grandmaster Ma? He looks so weak."

"Yes, for a person like this, even if he really knows martial arts, it will be of no use."

"Xia Country's national martial arts? It's just some fancy moves. Compared to our Taekwondo, it's just garbage."

"Upstairs, I saw you're so grandma."

"No, anchor, are you seriously ill? You just want to get traffic, but you are so stubborn and want to get it. You don't even have the dignity to do it. Did Jiang Ci say anything? You are so shameless."

"Haha, this is a team that fights counterfeiting. They often target families who make a living from a craft. These people are simply garbage. Damn it."

"A fake-busting team that profited from the misfortune of others is worthy of challenging Jiang Ci. This is too shameless."

Just like that, the anti-counterfeiting Master Jia, who looks very strong, and the thin Master Ma, who has gray hair, signed an agreement in front of the fans in the live broadcast room, which was a bit like a life and death agreement.

When Grandmaster Ma looked at the arrogant and insolent Master Jia in front of him, he said earnestly: "Young man, you are too impetuous. This is not good, not good."

Master Jia got angry. He said, "Fuck you, old man. Get ready to die."

Grandmaster Ma said calmly: "Young man, I see that you are a good candidate for martial arts, so you should make the first move."

When Master Ma said this, Jiang Ci in the private room of the Shanghai club almost laughed out of anger. After all, he had never seen such an idiot before.

He knew what happened next without having to watch: Master Ma was knocked to the ground by the anti-counterfeiting team.

As expected, after Master Ma finished speaking, the other party was puzzled, but he quickly said, "Master, watch this."

"Bang" the punch hit the opponent's head directly. Master Ma then shook his head and said, "You young man, damn, you have no martial ethics." After that, he fell to the ground limply. It was obvious that he had lost his fighting ability and fainted.

Then Master Jia said with disdain, contempt, and ridicule: "Master of Chinese martial arts, that's all, nothing more than that."

This arrogant statement simply stunned many people in the live broadcast room.

"No, this is a joke, this is fake, right?"

"I said that the so-called Chinese martial arts nowadays are all just some kind of tricks,"

"I originally thought that Chinese martial arts would be just fancy moves, but no one expected it to be so useless."

"Master Jia is so amazing. I think he can definitely participate in world-class boxing competitions."

"Upstairs, are you sure you're not kidding me? With Master Jia's physique, if he goes to the world boxing arena, he'll probably be beaten to death in a matter of minutes."

"Is it possible that Master Ma was ambushed by Master Jia, or that he was killed in seconds because of his old age?"

"Don't even mention Master Ma. I've seen his Lightning Five Whips. It's simply amazing."

"This guy just wanted to show off, and today he met a tough guy and got beaten. Haha, so funny."

"Is this Master Ma a master of Chinese martial arts? To be honest, I feel that the title of Master Ma is somewhat insulting."

"Guess what Master Jia is going to do next?"

"Needless to say, he must be trying to take advantage of Jiang Ci's traffic. I really don't understand if this Jia guy is mentally ill. Who is Jiang Ci? He is the CEO of a company, a shareholder who fights with every knife. His net worth is already over 100 billion. Isn't he busy? Why would he bother with a nobody like you?"

"What the above person said is right. My husband is so busy. He makes hundreds of millions of dollars every minute. How much face do you have? How can I care about you? Are you worthy?"

"In fact, I also think that my husband must be very busy. After all, he is so wealthy and has many admirers around him."

"That's right. As a live broadcaster who fights against fakes, have you thought it through? You must touch my husband Jiang Ci, but do you think you can afford to touch such a rotten tile?"

"I now feel that Jiang Ci is better than Principal Wang. I used to envy him for making money by making movies, but now I realize that although making movies does make money, it is not as good as Jiang Ci's investment. This kind of investment is considered real money. 30 billion US dollars, my God, Jiang Ci, please date me."

"Let me tell you a joke. Principal Wang has been troubled recently. Many beautiful girls have been contacting him. When he is about to be happy, they will ask for Jiang Ci's contact information. Haha, I am laughing to death."

"In this situation, shouldn't Master Jia from the anti-counterfeiting team send Master Ma to the hospital?"

Master Jia happened to see the comments of this netizen online, and said with contempt: "Before the challenge began, an agreement was signed, and the agreement is valid, which is equivalent to a life and death agreement. So what does the life and death of that old man have to do with me?" Then he made an international friendly gesture to the live broadcast screen of his mobile phone and said: "Jiang Ci, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

It's no wonder that when Jiang Ci saw Master Jia's speech in the box, he felt speechless. Even if he didn't know martial arts, why would he, a billionaire, go to compete with Master Jia from such a fake anti-rubbish team and even sign a life and death agreement? Is he stupid or foolish?

He didn't even want to talk about this. After all, everyone in their team was garbage. At least that's what Jiang Ci thought.

Jiang Ci took out his phone and posted on Weibo: "Is there something wrong with your brain? I'm a billionaire, competing with a small fry like you. What are you thinking? Have you watched too many stupid movies?" Once the post was published, it quickly became a hot topic. Now Jiang Ci's traffic can be said to be even higher than that of many popular young actors.

He is not only a director in the entertainment industry, but also a real shareholder, holding 30% of the shares.
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(End of this chapter)