The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 290 Young Master, Please Hold Your Feet High (32)

"Master Ye, you are here, and the seat is reserved for you!"

Ye Chaoqi nodded, and the man followed behind rubbing his hands.

The seat is the position with the best view of the audience, condescending, Ye Chaoqi can see every move of the contestants in the audience.

The man in the suit, that is, the manager of the fighting arena, held a tablet and placed it in front of Ye Chaoqi.

"Here are the boxers who signed up for today. You can take a look at it. The South African boxer Andrew is currently competing. He has won three games in a row. If there is no accident, he should be today's champion."

Ye Chaoqi lowered his eyes, his slender fingertips slid across the screen, page by page, and faces appeared on the screen.

Suddenly, the boy said slowly.

"Jiang Tang, come and help me find out who is better to choose today."

As soon as the manager heard this, he hurriedly gave way to Jiang Tang, and seeing that it was a young girl, he thought to himself that Mr. Ye brought the girl to play.

Jiang Tang stepped forward and looked at more than a dozen men on the screen, some were tall and some were short, some were domestic and some were foreign, for those who didn't understand, they saw black and white full-body photos.

Ye Chaoqi paid attention to Jiang Tang's expression, rubbed his thumb and index finger secretly, his fingertips were white and slender, like jade bamboo, it was pleasing to the eye.

"Master, it's not up to me who wins or loses in a boxing bet. You should ask the manager."

When the manager heard this, he smiled awkwardly and waved his hands quickly.

"Young Master Ye, as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy."

Ye Chaoqi curled his lips slightly, his eyes deepened.

"No one buys boxing today, everyone has to rely on real skills to get money, so look, who can win here?"

Jiang Tang glanced at it, raised his finger and pointed to the top of the screen.

"he."

Ye Chaoqi and the manager looked at the person Jiang Tang was pointing to at the same time, with different expressions on their faces.

The manager is curious.

The man Jiang Tang pointed to was the signature king of their fighting arena, a boxer from country M, code-named J.The key point is that this person is not the strongest, the most important thing is that J is blind in one eye, and he is also the shorter one among the fighters of the same period, but his strength is astonishingly powerful, he is simply a natural born fighter.

Relying on appearance, no one will choose J, only some people who have been here all year round will bet directly.

This girl has been here before?Otherwise, how could a little girl be able to see it.

Ye Chaoqi was also curious and surprised. He heard from the housekeeper that Jiang Tang was a boxer in the underground boxing ring. He thought it was a bit funny at first.

The person sent to investigate Jiang Tang's details has not returned yet.

But now Ye Chaoqi believed it five points.

Jiang Tang is familiar with this kind of place, and someone who can tell the strength of a person from a photo must be the experience summed up from countless experiences.

"Okay, 100 million, bet J directly."

Ye Chaoqi took out a card, and the manager quickly took it.

He can get a handling fee of 100 for the 20 million. Sure enough, Young Master Ye is the God of Wealth.

Jiang Tang was standing in the stands, watching the audience screaming, and watching a man wearing a black blindfold enter the arena.

"You said you have parents?"

"Ah."

"Also working in Haishi?"

"Ah."

"I almost thought you were a natural child."

Jiang Tang sighed.

"I am already very grateful for giving birth to me. At the very least, I have the opportunity to see the world and change my destiny. As for raising me, it doesn't matter. They give me one life, that's enough."

(End of this chapter)