I'm a manager at Heliansheng, I only look for legitimate businesses

"Why don't you just give up and say you have diarrhea?" Zhang Wen thought of another reason.

"Well, that's better. Otherwise, I won't be able to face anyone when I return to Hong Kong." Daboyi nodded in agreement, but Zhang Wen could see that he was a little unwilling.

"Well, we were originally invited here as backup, it's okay." Zhang Wen comforted.

"I understand. By the way, I heard there is gambling. Do we want to try it?" asked Daboyi.

"Bet on Brother Huimin and see how many bets he can collect. Bet as much as he can." Zhang Wen instructed.

"Okay, hey, I'll buy some too." Daboyi smiled slyly.

The current exchange rate of Singapore dollars to Hong Kong dollars is about 1 to 5. Fortunately, HSBC has a branch here, so I directly exchanged 200 million Singapore dollars, which were then placed in the bets by the younger brothers I brought with me.

When Dabaoyi voluntarily gave up.

慧敏哥的赔率由原先的1:2变成了1:3，而森琦丸的赔率则是1:1.5，明显庄家更看好森琦丸。

One is 39 years old and the other is 28 years old. Even if Huimin makes it to the finals, anyone can guess what his physical reserves are.

"Sister, something seems a little strange today." Heavy bets were suddenly placed at betting stations all over Lion City, which immediately attracted the attention of the bookmaker behind the scenes.

"What's wrong?" The person being called "Big Sister" was actually only in her twenties, tall, with a pretty face and a heroic air.

"The boss of the Hong Kong Number Gang has placed a lot of bets right now. If he wins, we will suffer a big loss." said the young girl who came to report.

"How many?" the eldest sister asked curiously.

"In the beginning, there were only more than 100 million. Just now, the amount collected from various betting points has increased by more than 200 million, and now the total is more than 300 million.

If it's 1 to 3, we have to pay 900 million, but we only have 500 million on Mori Qi Wan, which is not enough." The younger sister explained anxiously.

"Adjust the odds immediately and find out who placed such a large bet. I'll go meet him." The eldest sister said with a frown.

"Yes!"

"Boss, it's done. The dealer will cry to death tomorrow." Da Boyi returned to the suite of Regent Restaurant and said with a smile.

"Be careful, or you may not be able to collect the money tomorrow," Zhang Wen reminded.

"If they dare, if they don't give it to me, I will go to their homes to collect it. I checked, and the dealer seems to be called Butterfly Society, a women's gang..." Da Boyi said after thinking for a while.

"Oh~~~, a gang founded by women? This is really rare. Okay, go and have a rest. If you can't stay idle, go out and play. I won't go out of the hotel, so I don't need you to protect me." Zhang Wen said.

"Hahaha, okay, I heard there is a special area here, I'll take my little brother there for a look." Daboyi was overjoyed and ran away immediately.

As soon as Dabaoyi left, Zhang Wen entered his personal space. When he had nothing to do, he would open blind boxes to play. This was his habit.

He hasn't had some free time for a long time, and these days in Lion City is a rare opportunity.

Most of the products he sells are still small commodities. The 2-yuan stores now open all over Hong Kong have become an important source of cash flow for him.

Zhang Wen did not exhaust all the resources. Many small commodities with simple production processes have already begun to be produced domestically, which can ensure a long-term supply of goods and can also be exported.

Nowadays, European and American countries, Japan and South Korea are very fond of this kind of small commodity which is both cheap and practical. Wen Ji Group has a special division to export such products, and sales are increasing every month.

I believe that in the near future, the profits from this product will make everyone drop their jaws.

Moreover, with Zhang Wen's investment, the Zhejiang Provincial Council has begun to build a second small commodity market. The first one was put into use last year and the effect is very good.

In addition to small commodities, other major products are various home improvement building materials, which is also the confidence for him to buy old buildings and build new ones.

He didn't have 5.5 basic building materials, so he had to purchase them from outside.

But he did have these decoration materials, so he even opened a building materials company specifically for this purpose, connecting with Uncle Xing's decoration company. It was simply a business with no capital, and he made a lot of Hong Kong dollars.

The third major item is all kinds of clothing, shoes, hats, and bags, but he has neglected his own skills in this area.

It’s easy to deal with clothes, just cut off the tags, but there is no way to deal with the logos on shoes, hats, bags and luggage.

Fortunately, this piece can be used as a sample, providing some inspiration or copying cases for the design department of Wenk Group.

Finally, there are the digital products that cannot be sold externally, which are the reference for TSMC's research and development.

I am not interested in any of the above articles. Once they are published, I will just put them aside.

The fun of opening a blind box lies in finding something unknown or novel.

Just like the one in front of you.

Chapter 92: Championship Battle

McLaren P1LM, a super sports car, is the only one in such a large container.

This is a limited edition supercar that is the closest to a racing car. I don’t know which rich man in Hong Kong bought it, but now it has been snatched away by Zhang Wen.

After touching the smooth car body with joy, he untied the fixing steel cables and slowly drove out of the container.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

The powerful V8 engine roared, causing Zhang Wen's adrenaline to surge rapidly.

Press the clutch, shift gears, and release the clutch.

"Hey~~"

McLaren got off to a fast start.

It was too quick, luckily there was also a truck parking area within the space.

After the trucks were moved out, the entire parking lot has been empty, which gave this supercar some space to move around.

After playing for a while, Zhang Wen felt satisfied.

Looking at the car body that looked as clean as new, Zhang Wen felt a sense of regret. Being too beautiful is also a sin.

When you drive this out, 100% of people will turn around to look at you. It's too eye-catching and is totally not something that should exist in this world.

He can only play around in space, unless he sets up his own car company to produce it.

Thinking of this, he really had such an idea.

Not only can you set up your own business, you can also invest in a company that specializes in producing supercars, and then give the photos of the car to those engineers for design.

That way you can open a business legitimately and still make money.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wen became very excited. He immediately exited the space and prepared to find out if there were any supercar companies that were doing poorly.

"Huh~~~" But as soon as he stepped out, he realized something was wrong.

There was a smell of cigarette smoke and someone was in the room.

Zhang Wen lived in a suite. When he entered the space, he was in the bedroom inside. He could be sure that someone had been there and whether he was outside.

Zhang Wen slowly walked out of the bedroom and saw a beautiful and heroic woman sitting on the sofa outside with a cigarette in her hand.

When they saw him appear, their eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.

"Who are you and how did you get in?" Zhang Wen asked after sitting down opposite her.

"Where did you come from? I've looked in the room and there's no one there." The woman was surprised to hear Zhang Wen's question. The Chinese she spoke had an obvious Singaporean accent.

"Haha, it's none of your business. This is my room." Zhang Wen asked with a smile without further explanation.

"Okay, then I won't ask any more questions. Let me introduce myself. I'm Zhao Shiman, the president of the Butterfly Club. I know your name is Zhang Wen. Can you give me the number?" Zhao Shiman asked.

"No, what are you doing here?" Zhang Wen asked, shaking his head.

"Haha, you placed a heavy bet on tomorrow's game with me. Are you so confident?" Zhao Shiman asked with a smile.

"I'm just supporting my friend. Winning or losing doesn't matter." Zhang Wen crossed his legs and said nonchalantly.

"Okay, I don't care about tomorrow, but I hope you win the game tomorrow night." Zhao Shiman nodded.

"Oh? Do you know I have a game tomorrow?" Zhang Wen asked curiously.

"Of course, everyone in our local gang knows that my odds for you are 1:3, and for Takeo Funakoshi is 1:1.2. Currently, the stakes on Takeo Funakoshi are 1000 million, and you only have a few hundred thousand," Zhao Shiman explained.

"Huo~~Why is it taller than Brother Huimin's?" Zhang Wen asked in surprise.

"Because Takeo Funakoshi has another identity, the young leader of the Yamada Group. The Japanese gangs are optimistic about him, and the Japanese are very rich now." Zhao Shiman explained.

"Haha, then I'll bet on myself, will you accept it?" Zhang Wen said with a smile.

"Based on what you did just now, I dare not accept it. Haha, it's not easy for a woman to make money. Just give it to me." Zhao Shiman said with a smile.

"Hahaha, then what's in it for me?" Zhang Wen laughed.

"I don't know who you are, but based on your identity as the chairman of ATV, you should not be interested in this small amount of money. What about me? Do you think I am worth it?" After saying that, Zhao Shiman stood up and began to take off her clothes with a charming smile.

The next morning, Zhang Wen woke up feeling refreshed. He looked at Zhao Shiman who was still sleeping beside him. There was a blood-red butterfly tattooed on her exposed shoulder.

Zhang Wen smiled and shook his head. Since he was not allowed to make any money, he should pay some interest. It was just that the way of collecting the interest was a bit harsh.

He ordered a sumptuous breakfast and brought it to the room. Just as he was about to start eating, Zhao Shiman stood up wrapped in a bathrobe. However, her posture was a little awkward and she walked very slowly.

Her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and her original heroic spirit was gone. She looked like a bullied young wife.

"Wake up. Come and have some chicken soup. I ordered it especially for you." Zhang Wen rushed forward and helped her to the dining table.

After drinking a sip of warm chicken soup, Zhao Shiman felt a little better.

"How can the women around you stand you?" Zhao Shiman asked curiously while eating.

"Ahem~~~I have two." Zhang Wen said awkwardly.

"Two? Only two? Alas~~~Thank goodness for them..." Zhao Shiman sighed.

"So I rarely ask for..." Zhang Wen lowered his head and pretended to drink porridge, explaining in a low voice.

"That's a blessing for you. If you win tonight, I will call a few more sisters over and you will have a great time. How about that?" Zhao Shiman promised.

"Hey, let's talk about it later. Eat now, or it will get cold." Zhang Wen raised his head instantly and greeted enthusiastically.

"Like hell!"

"Boss, who is she? She seems to be no simple person." After noon, Daboyi came to pick up Zhang Wen. Looking at Zhao Shiman who was taken away, he asked curiously.

"The boss of the Butterfly Society, we almost made him bankrupt, haha." Zhang Wen laughed.

"Ah? It's her. She looks so young. I thought she was an old woman." Dabaoyi was shocked.

"Okay, let's go."

At 2 pm at the Expo Center in Lion City, the championship battle of this competition started on time.

Amid the cheers of thousands of spectators, Chen Huimin, who is also of Chinese descent, was very popular, with applause and cheers resounding throughout the venue.

When Morisaki Maru came on stage, there was a round of booing from the audience, which directly annoyed the arrogant Japanese.

When the referee explains the rules.

"Bang!" Morisaki Maru punched Huimin's boxing gloves hard.

This rude behavior made Huimin and the referee stunned.

After realizing what was happening, Huimin also became angry. He threw a punch and walked to the 310 corner rope.

"Brother Huimin, don't hold back, kill him." Daboyi shouted from the audience.

As Chen Huimin’s relatives and friends, Zhang Wen and Da Boyi were standing next to the boxing ring. After hearing Da Boyi’s shouting, Chen Huimin nodded at him.

"Ding~~" the game begins.

Morisaki Maru attacked right away.

He began to suppress Huimin with his legs, and Huimin, who was not good at leg techniques, could only defend passively.

Occasionally counterattack with punches.

But fists are not as long as legs after all.

Brother Huimin was kicked sideways by his opponent many times.

"Pah pah~~" Morisaki Maru's legs kicked Huimin's legs and made clear sounds.

It can be seen that the leg technique is still good.

This kick can damage the thigh muscle tissue.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably lose even the basic ability to move after eating a few bites.

"Papa~~~"

"Papa~~~"

Morisaki Maru's side kicks continued, and Huimin was hit hard.

But Huimin's fists were always blocked by Morisaki Maru's fists, and the situation was very unfavorable.