Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1339, 1326. 100% Show-off
"Why do you say that, Senior Brother Yin?" Luo Yihang asked deliberately.

“My junior brother’s lifelong dream is to step into the ring,” Yin Hao replied.

“I used to think he underestimated the heroes of the world. His real combat skills in the arena were far inferior to those of his fellow disciples…” Yin Hao said, pointing to the arena. “But now it seems that my junior brother’s skills and experience have been honed to a high level. Regardless of whether he can win or not, he is qualified to give it a try. The most important thing is that he has developed his character and knows when to stop.”

"Besides..." Yin Hao turned to look at Luo Yihang, "Young Master Luo, you've gone to so much trouble to cultivate him, we can't refuse your request."

Hey, that cunning guy Yin Hao, he's sticking to his guns, isn't he?

Of course, Yin Hao and his junior brother are doing very well.

Bo Zhihong would tell him everything, and they could talk on the phone for more than an hour if there was nothing else going on.

We started working today. Everyone in the field, no matter who they are, is doing a better job than me. I saw a huge excavator; it's enormous.

The cafeteria served roast chicken again that night, and he ate two in one sitting.

He's been with the company for a month now, so we threw him a welcome dinner, which turned out to be a competitive eating contest, and he came in first again.

Payday! Payday! My internship salary was 2,500 yuan, and I got a bonus of 3,000 yuan, that's 5,500 yuan! So much money!
Qian Xiaoqi was so annoying. She insisted on making coffee late at night, saying it was a new Australian white coffee she had just learned. She drank several cups, and the two of them stared at each other all night without being able to sleep.

Before we knew it, it was the end of the year. The company's annual meeting was in Hainan. We took a big plane, and the sea was so beautiful and huge. The seawater was really salty.

We also visited the space center, saw the giant rocket, and fed the cows.

The year-end bonus was... it was a piece of gold! I had it made into a golden ear pick for my master. He likes to clean his ears, so it'll definitely be good for him.

Qian Xiaoqi told me to save up my leave. I combined two weeks' leave into four consecutive days and he took me to Chongqing on a delivery truck. Chongqing was really fun. The hot pot was so spicy and delicious, and there was also Mao Xue Wang (a spicy Sichuan dish).

We took another day off and went to Chengdu. We went shopping at a super, super big mall that even has a zoo inside.

I took Qian Xiaoqi, Qian Yong, and Cai Ge back to Wudang Mountain. Master was very happy that you weren't there, Senior Brother.

Expert Ma and Sister Xue are going to a comic convention in Shanghai and said they'd take me with them. They said if I help them with their luggage during the day, they'll take me to the Shanghai UFC Fight Night that night. I know they're looking out for me.

Comic convention... So tiring. Fight Night was so expensive! I even tried to snag tickets at the last minute, but I only managed to get three 480 RMB tickets. But when I got there, Ma asked me to cancel them. He bought three 22880 RMB Super VIP tickets, the best seats. I owe him a huge favor. Ma also paid for my airfare and hotel. I'll have to pay him back when I have the money.

The scene was so lively, with so many people cheering. I was so envious.

Well... their play wasn't very good, lacking any strategy. I think I could have done better. Expert Ma and Sister Xue seemed quite excited watching them, their voices were hoarse from shouting, I don't know what they were so excited about...

Bo Zhihong told his senior brother everything about his life, work, and friendships.

The most talked-about topic was sparring with the boss today. He lacked martial ethics, suddenly switching from internal to external techniques, almost knocking him over. Tomorrow, we'll practice together again. He's practicing double maces, which is very simple but quite powerful, mainly due to his strength and speed. I wonder if it can be incorporated into boxing? The day after tomorrow, Grandpa Guang will give us some pointers. Grandpa Guang said it's a farmer's style, like swinging a hoe, but the boss said it's like the Qi family sword…

And, the boss invited a police instructor to try him out, the boss introduced him to the special police team for combat training, and the boss used his connections to get him into the armed police competition...

Isn't it obvious, isn't it?
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Seeing Luo Yihang smile without saying a word, Yin Hao continued, "He's twenty-one this year. I'll use my connections to find a club for him to play in amateur matches first. If he can adapt, he can go pro and accumulate wins. If that still works, he can participate in the Dana White Challenge and enter the UFC. By then, he'll be twenty-four or twenty-five, which will be his prime."

"However..." Yin Hao sighed, "After entering the UFC, how he proceeds is up to him. After all, it's an outside competition, and the waters run deep."

Luo Yihang nodded after listening, "Indeed, it's okay for established UFC fighters, but it's really tough for newcomers. They're hard to be treated fairly, especially since they're from the East."

Yin Hao immediately seized the opportunity and solemnly said to Luo Yihang, "Young Master Luo, you have extensive connections and know the ropes. If my junior brother really gets into the UFC, I beg you to arrange a suitable agent for him."

Luo Yihang laughed and said, "As for the agent, Senior Brother Yin, why don't you come in person? With you by my side, Bo Zhihong will feel more at ease."

Yin Hao shook his head with a wry smile: "I can still rely on my reputation in China, but when it comes to competitions abroad, there's nothing I can do."

Luo Yihang, however, had a different opinion: "There's no need to worry about overseas competitions. I dare not say what others might say, but Bo Zhihong will definitely be treated fairly."

"Huh?" Yin Hao didn't understand and didn't know what it meant.

"I acquired a 4.2% stake in TKO, the UFC event organizer, making me TKO's fourth-largest shareholder. I also got a 10% stake in TKO's parent company, Endeavor Group, so I have influence over broadcasting, merchandise, and copyrights," Luo Yihang said casually.

He then shrugged and said, "Anyone who dares to make a move, I can kick them out with a single word."

Luo Yihang thought this act deserved a 99 out of 100; he deducted one point to avoid making himself arrogant.

"Huh?" Yin Hao was dumbfounded.

This young Mr. Luo in front of me is just... this is just... too damn exaggerated.

No, not really.

There's no need to buy out Bo Zhihong's company just because he wants to go to the UFC, let alone buy out the parent company.

"You, you're not kidding, are you?" Yin Hao couldn't believe it.

Luo Yihang smiled and asked in return, "Does Senior Brother Yin think I'm joking?"

"Uh..." Yin Hao's mind was blank, and he didn't know where to begin.

Alright then, Luo Yihang will speak.

They then made up for the last point.

"So, Dana Bai doesn't need to play any of those messy professional matches. He can just play a few amateur matches in private to familiarize himself with the rules. Bo Zhihong deserves a chance to make a name for himself."

"In addition, there's no need to look for a club. I'll have Hanyun form a club and sign Bo Zhihong."

"Don't worry about the fees. I have seven or eight endorsements lined up waiting for him. After winning a few games, I'll have twenty or thirty more."

“If Bo Zhihong really wants to go to the UFC, he doesn’t need to worry about anything except fighting.”

"I have a lot of things waiting for Bo Zhihong to make a breakthrough..."

Luo Yihang then explained why he did this, stating that he also had his own needs.

But Yin Hao didn't seem to notice; his head was still a little dizzy.

He swallowed hard, realizing for the first time the power of this young CEO Luo in front of him.

Although I've met him a few times and I often see news about Mr. Luo.

But the first impression was too strong. I always felt that Xiao Luo was a simple rural entrepreneur who lived in a mountain village, cleared land to grow crops and ran a farm. He didn't go to hotels to entertain guests, but just set up a table in his own house.

They lived in a brick house in a mountain village; they didn't even have a mansion.

He spends his free time farming and practicing martial arts, always calling each other "senior brother," which is friendly and natural, without any airs of a big boss.

Only now have I truly felt and realized how great Mr. Luo's business is.

That's like a steamed bun with filling that's not on the pleats.

What else can Yin Hao say? Even his own father probably couldn't be this bad.

What incredible luck did my junior brother have...?
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Speaking of Bo Zhihong.

During the time he was speaking, he had already played two matches.

In the second match, he feigned a fall, allowing Sertglertu to win. The two then fought again, battling for a long time without a clear winner, resulting in a draw.

Yin Hao and Luo Yihang could both see that Bo Zhihong was intentionally controlling the game.

But neither Sertegler nor the audience noticed.

Sertgert was quite pleased; both sides had a win, a loss, and a draw, so they had both saved face and hadn't lost face.

They had a really fun time and won lots of applause.

The atmosphere was even more lively than the official competition. It boosted his fame and made him look good. By the third match, the audience was already chanting his name.

The frustration of losing the game earlier was swept away.

After the match, Sertgert and Bo Zhihong hugged and waved enthusiastically.

I also want to invite Bo Zhihong for drinks that night.

Startled, Bo Zhihong quickly fled.

Fearing that Serteglertu would recognize his senior brother, he deliberately left from another direction.

Yin Hao and Luo Yihang also left the crowd and met up with Bo Zhihong at the market.

"Junior brother, one win, one draw, and one loss, you did it on purpose, didn't you? Tell me, what were you thinking?" Yin Hao asked impatiently as soon as they met.

Bo Zhihong scratched his head and replied, "I have no grudge against that guy, there's no need for me to step on him to make a name for myself. If I really knocked him down in a few moves, it wouldn't look good for anyone. This is fine as it is, you can hear how lively the cheers were just now..."

Yin Hao patted Bo Zhihong on the shoulder and said with relief, "Junior brother, you've grown up, and I can finally rest easy..."

Having watched his junior brother grow up since childhood, Yin Hao naturally knew what this kid liked.

Liking to be a hero or a knight-errant is actually a craving for the spotlight and attention.

For this reason, he always does some strange and bizarre things, some of which... most of the time, the things he does make people shake their heads in disbelief.

It's really about craving attention, craving recognition, and proving that you're different from others.

He's just a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

It is also a compensation for what was lacking in childhood.

He lost his parents at a young age. Although his master and fellow disciples cared for him, they could not replace his family.

After spending over a year with Young Master Luo, the kid finally learned to consider others and earn respect by respecting his opponents…

"What are you worried about, senior brother?" Bo Zhihong asked curiously, his expression somewhat off.

The main thing is that the phrase "I'm relieved..." is generally considered unlucky.

Yin Hao could tell from his expression that the kid was overthinking things again.

She raised her hand and patted him on the head. "What are you thinking? I wanted to ask you, do you still want to fight in the UFC?"

Upon hearing this, Bo Zhihong was immediately struck by a sudden realization and replied without the slightest hesitation, "Yes, of course I want to! I dream about it all the time! I want the audience to cheer for me! I want to be a great hero!"

My mindset hasn't changed at all.

Yin Hao didn't keep him in suspense any longer and said directly, "Your boss and I just discussed it and we plan to have you fight a few amateur matches to familiarize yourself with the rules first, and then we'll send you to compete in the UFC."

Bo Zhihong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then jumped up and down, cheering and waving his fists a few times, "Great, great! When does it start? Tomorrow? Can we fight tomorrow?"

He's still a bit impatient.

Luo Yihang reached out and pressed him down, saying, "Don't rush. After the Naadam Festival in a few days, go back to Tianhan and have Hanyun sign you. Get a full team: a nutritionist, a health doctor, a trainer, a personal assistant, a business assistant, a media specialist, and a stylist. Then have An Yi teach you how to maintain a public image, how to answer reporters' questions, how to build your persona. You'll have to learn everything from how you walk to how you sit and stand..."

Bo Zhihong was initially very eager to agree.

When they heard the rest, they were dumbfounded. "Huh? I don't know how..."

“That’s why you should learn from him. UFC fighters are stars too.” Luo Yihang took a step back and looked him up and down. “If you want to save yourself trouble, just put on a stern face and act cool. Be cool in private, but violent in the ring. A persona with a contrast is very popular.”

Bo Zhihong scratched his head, looking troubled. "Can I do it?"

Seeing his silly look, Luo Yihang sighed, "Sigh, let's leave it to the professionals."

"Anyway, you have to study hard and practice hard. Amateur competitions are no problem for you. You can win with your eyes closed. During this period, you have to focus your main attention on building your persona and image."

"Do you know how many people are waiting for you? Bags, sports storage, watches, men's accessories, men's skincare products, trendy clothing, sporting goods... and our own gelatin, jelly, food and drinks, all waiting for you to make a name for yourself and sell them to foreigners to earn money."

"If you work hard, you can win on the field, and if you don't cause trouble or ruin your reputation in private, you can build a name for yourself. Then you can get all sorts of things, like online games, video websites, electronic devices, and even cars, yachts, and airlines."

"Even though you haven't played a single game yet, I've already prepared seven endorsement deals for you."

"You're under a lot of pressure, young man."

Bo Zhihong didn't feel any pressure.

He understood; he didn't just want to compete, to win on the field, and to cheer.

He wants to become a superstar, attracting crowds wherever he goes, drawing massive crowds.

How could a 21-year-old resist such temptation? He was already experiencing a mental orgasm.

Oh, and there are endorsements too.

"Boss, um, you get paid for endorsements, right?" Bo Zhihong asked, his face flushed and cheeks red. After hesitating for a long time, he finally managed to ask this question.

Luo Yihang laughed, "Nonsense, of course I'll pay you, I'll definitely satisfy you, and give you a surprise."

He chuckled along, nodding hurriedly, "Yeah, yeah, I believe you, boss, you're the most generous..."

Absolutely! The reputation of "a private seat under the streetlight" is well-known.
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After parting ways with Yin Hao and Bo Zhihong.

Luo Yihang then went to watch horse racing, archery, and song and dance performances.

In the afternoon, Wang Shaopeng dragged me away and we talked for half a day.

Before we knew it, it was evening.

At the invitation of Batu Chaolu and Erdeni, the former village party secretary of Piyinggetai Village, I attended a celebratory banquet.

A traditional Mongolian banquet.

Yes, the eagle spreads its wings...

(End of this chapter)