America is in control

Chapter 314: Reluctance and return to Los Angeles
Surrounded by all members of the logistics team, Liu will slowly walk off the ring and head to the locker room.

Some of the spectators in the stands were preparing to leave, while others gathered on both sides of the boxer tunnel. They wanted to take a closer look at their idols.

Liu will find that there are quite a few members of the New Caesar Boxing Fans Association among these gathered spectators, accounting for almost half.

They wore T-shirts uniformly issued by boxing fans, and the golden lion heads roaring up to the sky on their chests were particularly eye-catching.

The members of the New Caesar Boxing Fans Association shouted slogans as if no one else was watching. The expressions on their faces were extremely excited, and they looked at General Liu with extremely enthusiastic eyes.

"New Caesar Is Invincible! (New Caesar is invincible!)"

They waved their arms wildly, trying to attract the idol's attention. This scene attracted sideways glances from the audience nearby.

After Liu Jiang heard this familiar slogan, he felt happy and looked up at his boxing fans.

With a warm smile on his face, he waved slightly to the members of the New Caesar Boxing Fans Association.

General Liu's actions made the group of boxing fans even more enthusiastic. They waved their arms a little faster and shouted slogans louder.

Seeing more and more spectators gathering on both sides of the boxer tunnel, Liu Jiang was worried that something unexpected would happen.

He quickened his pace and, escorted by members of the logistics team, rushed to the locker room.

After returning to the locker room, everyone celebrated again, and not long after, Louis Duva pushed the door in.

"John, congratulations! Your performance in your first game when you were promoted to light heavyweight was amazing!"

"Now no one will dare to say such nonsense in front of you that light heavyweights are not so easy to mess around with!"

"Guess how many PPV copies of this boxing championship fight were sold?"

Louis Duva's face was flushed, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face. He patted General Liu on the shoulder and said cheerfully.

"Thank you! Mr. Dua, I think the PPV sales of this match should be no less than 100 million copies."

General Liu thanked the other party first, and then told him his estimated figure.

"Hahaha! John, you are still a little too conservative!"

"After the game, I received news from HBO. According to the other party's preliminary statistics, the PPV sold for this boxing championship fight will not be less than 120 million copies."

"The specific figures will have to wait for some time, but no matter what, we made a lot of money from this game!"

The smile on Louis Duva's face was even bigger, and the corners of his raised lips almost reached behind his ears.

"Great! Mr. Dewar, this is really good news!"

"In addition to PPV sales data, what are the other aspects of income from this boxing championship fight?"

Liu Jiang's eyes were shining, PPV had sold so many, and this was only preliminary statistics.

If you include other income, you can make a lot of money from this game alone.

"Don't worry! John, the ticket revenue, broadcast rights revenue, advertising revenue and sponsorship fees from sponsors for this boxing championship fight are all far higher than before."

"There will also be some subsequent income related to TV broadcast copyrights, video tapes, DVDs, etc., which is also not a small sum of money."

"In short, the revenue generated by this game is enough to shock most people's jaws!"

Louis Duva laughed loudly. It can be seen from his current state that he is satisfied with every aspect of this game.

"Mr. Dewar, cooperating with a major event promotion company is the best decision I have ever made!"

"I firmly believe we can earn more in the next game!"

Liu Jiang gently flattered the other party and thought about the bright future.

Hearing what the other party said, Louis Duva was very pleased, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"John, it's time for us to go to the post-game press conference!"

"Okay, Mr. Dewar!"

General Liu responded, then changed into the suit he had prepared in advance, and followed the opponent with the core members of the logistics team to the post-match press conference.

Griffin and several core members of his logistics team were already seated. The little black ball's face had been treated urgently and it didn't look so miserable.

Louis Duva said hello to Griffin's boxing promoter, and General Liu went directly to his seat and sat down.

"Don't rush to reveal who you most want to play in the next game. We can work it out."

After saying hello, Louis Duva leaned into General Liu's ear and whispered something.

"Okay, Mr. Dewar!"

Liu Jiang nodded towards the other party.

The host went about his usual routine and introduced the situation of this boxing championship fight in a jittery manner.

After he finished his introduction, the reporter's question session officially began.

"John, congratulations! You knocked out your opponent in just one round in this boxing championship fight. Do you still think Mr. Griffin is a powerful boxer?"

A white reporter was selected by the host. He quickly stood up and asked General Liu a question.

This question is indeed a bit tricky and not easy to answer directly.

"Uh! This match is far from as simple as everyone sees. Mr. Griffin caused me a lot of trouble. His uppercut impressed me deeply."

Liu Jiang started to talk nonsense and talk nonsense. He had already won this game, so it was reasonable to save some face for the opponent.

He still doesn't want to do things too badly without involving fundamental interests.

After all, no one wants to see their enemies everywhere, except of course fools!

"Mr. Griffin, what do you think of the outcome of this game?"

The white reporter was not satisfied with General Liu's evasive answer. He turned to Griffin and asked.

"Hey Man! I have no objection to the outcome of this game! I did lose!"

"But I think the gap between my strength and John's is not too big!"

"In this boxing championship fight, I just had bad luck! If you give me another chance, I will definitely win back this WBC light heavyweight championship belt."

Griffin was a little unconvinced. He didn't think his strength was much worse than General Liu.

He hasn't warmed up to the WBC light heavyweight championship belt yet! To be taken away by the other party like this, to be honest, he was not willing at all!
Griffin simply took advantage of the post-match press conference to explore the possibility of a rematch.

"Mr. Griffin, do you want to fight the new Caesar John again?"

Hearing Griffin's answer, the white reporter looked stunned. He couldn't believe it and hurriedly asked.

Not just the white reporters, but everyone at the post-match press conference had an incredulous expression. What a joke! You little black ball still want to fight the new Caesar John again? Who gave you the courage? Liang Jingru?
Why don't you take a mirror to look at your arrogant face? What right does a rookie who can't last a round have to ask for a second round?

"Yeah! I want to fight John again! As long as he speaks Chrysostom, I can sign a contract with him immediately!"

Griffin nodded, his swollen face swaying, looking particularly disgusting.

"John, what do you think of Mr. Griffin's statement and the unreasonable demands he made?"

A black reporter stood up and asked General Liu.

Huh! Why did he feel that this black reporter seemed to be on his side? Liu Jiang was a little surprised and quickly looked at him.

The name tag on the opponent's chest clearly says Los Angeles Inquirer. It turns out he is one of our own! No wonder!
"Ugh! I thought I had used practical actions to shut up those guys who only know how to talk!"

"Who knew that the problem of being stubborn can't be cured in a while? There's no other way! I can only choose to ignore it!"

"Want to have a rematch with me? It's easy! As long as you have a light heavyweight championship belt from the three major organizations in your hand, I will not refuse this request!"

"If you don't have one, then I'm sorry, I would rather accept the challenge from a stronger and more famous boxer!"

General Liu sneered and said decisively.

Since Griffin doesn't want to be decent, then he will help the other party be decent.

Face is sometimes given by others, and sometimes it is thrown away by oneself.

There is no doubt that Griffin, the little black ball, obviously belongs to the latter!
"John, I agreed to your challenge before, but I didn't ask you to have a light heavyweight championship belt in your hand!"

Griffin was a little anxious. Without waiting for reporters to ask questions, he raised the microphone and asked General Liu.

"Ha! Mr. Griffin, you did mention the other requirements at all! You won't forget it so quickly, will you?"

With a cold snort, General Liu glanced at Griffin with some disdain, and reminded him by the way.

In order to promote the boxing championship fight with Griffin, Louis Duva gave up a lot of benefits.

At that time, the opponent's lion was talking loudly, but now he didn't mention it at all, and instead talked about it with the light heavyweight championship belt. Isn't this just a hooliganism?

This is a fairly fair deal, taking part of the competition benefits in exchange for the priority to challenge the boxing champion.

Griffin's statement avoids the truth and makes it seem like he has been wronged a lot.

In fact, when it comes to fame, Griffin is not qualified to carry Liu Jiang's shoes!

If it weren't for the WBC light heavyweight title, how could Liu Jiang and Louis Duva give up part of the competition interests.

In this match between the two, Griffin completely took advantage!

"John, I can also give up some of the benefits of the game! As long as you are willing to fight me again."

Griffin knew that he was not reasonable, but he still did not intend to give up and directly made the conditions.

"Mr. Griffin, I have made my words very clear! As long as you can win the light heavyweight championship belt of the three major organizations, I will definitely not refuse your challenge."

Liu Jiang was a little impatient. He repeated his conditions again and decisively put down the microphone in his hand.

If the other party still intends to dwell on this issue again and again, he is not prepared to accept the move.

Griffin was a little embarrassed, and his face turned white and red.

What the other party said was straightforward enough, and he was really too embarrassed to continue asking.

Putting down the microphone in his hand, Griffin snorted coldly. He crossed his hands across his chest and became sulky.

The scene fell into silence. After a while, the black reporter from the Los Angeles Inquirer broke the strange atmosphere and continued to ask General Liu.

"John, do you have a clear challenge target for the next game? 'Quicksilver' Virgil Eugene Hill or 'Tiger' Dariusz Michielzewski?"

"Which of these two boxing champions do you most want to fight? Or are you targeting 'Superman' Roy Jones Jr.?"

Liu Jiang smiled, considered his words, and answered cautiously.

"I don't have a confirmed target at the moment, I just hope that the boxing promoters of 'Quicksilver' Virgil Eugene Hill and 'Tiger' Dariusz Michelzewski will answer Mr. Dewar's call as soon as possible. .”

"No matter which boxing promoter of the two boxing champions negotiates terms with Mr. Dua first, I am willing to accept it!"

"I can assure all boxing fans that I will not refuse any challenge from anyone who holds the light heavyweight championship belt of the three major organizations!"

"As for specific information, everyone can pay attention to the news jointly released by the main event promotion company and New Caesar Boxing Promotion Company!"

Because Louis Duval had explained before, General Liu couldn't just talk nonsense with his eyes closed, so he gave an ambiguous answer.

The subsequent post-match press conference was generally good and had no explosive points, so there is no need to elaborate on it.

Leaving the post-match press conference, Louis Duva came to Liu Jiang's side.

"John, where are you going to hold the celebration dinner for this boxing championship? In Las Vegas? Or back to Los Angeles?"

Louis Duval respected General Liu's opinion very much and asked specifically.

"Mr. Dewar, I personally think it is best to hold the celebration dinner for this boxing championship in Los Angeles."

“The previous celebration dinner in Las Vegas left me with very bad memories!”

Seeing that the other party was giving face like this, General Liu was quite touched. After thinking for a moment, he replied.

"Okay, then we'll do it in Los Angeles! You have a good rest tonight, and I'll let you know when the time for the celebration dinner is set!"

Louis Duva nodded and agreed directly.

"Okay, Mr. Dewar!"

General Liu replied loudly, and his attitude towards Louis Duval was a little more respectful than before.

After all, everyone carries the sedan chair, so he still understands this truth.

The two of them walked and chatted towards the hotel room.

After a peaceful night's rest, Liu took all the members of the logistics team and Louis Duval on a plane back to Los Angeles.

When the plane landed smoothly at Los Angeles International Airport, the two groups of people separated.

Louis Dewar will be busy preparing for the celebratory dinner, and Liu will send Terry and Ray as well as several people from New Caesar Boxing Promotions to assist him.

As for the other members of the logistics team, they naturally stick to the old rules and a short vacation is indispensable!
After the arrangements were made, Liu asked Martin to drive him back to his French-style mansion in Beverly Hills.

Except for a few maids and security personnel, there was no one else in Nuo Da's mansion.

At this point in time, Jennifer Connelly should be participating in special training at a multi-purpose dance studio in downtown Los Angeles.

　I wish everyone a happy new year! Much blessing!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)