The boss was as receptive as ever, and in the blink of an eye, he took Zhan Bei Jue to the VIP lounge next door.
Others had a large group of people standing around them, exuding an imposing aura.
On his side, there were only him and the frail Min'er.
The boss asked him what exactly he wanted to do, and to speak.
Zhan Bei Jue looked at the boss with a calm expression.
"I want to participate in the Chase game."
Never in a million years did he expect that after going through such a long detour, he just wanted to participate in the Chase game.
What did it have to do with him?
This kind of program was purely a personal show, and it didn't require team packaging. If he liked to go, he could go. He...
The boss was about to get angry, but then he thought about it.
Could it be because he was a foreigner that he encountered difficulties?
"You don't have the eligibility to register?"
Zhan Bei Jue nodded.
"To be honest, I don't even have my national passport. So I hope you can help me obtain the qualification to participate."
The boss was amused by him.
He thought you came to rely on me and make money for me.
But in the end, you're not related to me, and you want me to help you register?
Heh!
"Is there any benefit for me?"
"Of course there is," Zhan Bei Jue said.
"I am confident enough to last until the end and win the prize money. If I win, won't you benefit?"
"Oh, so you're going to dedicate the prize money to me."
Zhan Bei Jue paused for two seconds, placed his hand on the table, and moved it slightly closer to him.
"I can give you one million."
"???"
"You don't have to do anything, maybe just make a phone call, use some connections, and get a million out of thin air. You shouldn't be at a loss, right?"
He really dared to say anything.
If the boss remembered correctly, the grand prize for this year's game was five million.
Giving him one million?
What a joke.
"Why do you think I would agree to you? A mere one million, haven't I seen this much money before?"
"Of course you have, because this amount is just a drop in the bucket for you. But it's different for us."
Zhan Bei Jue remained calm.
"I'm not going to leave immediately after receiving the prize money, I'll come back later. Help me once, and you'll not only get one million, but you'll also get me. Why wouldn't you?"
He really knew how to talk.
He painted a beautiful picture.
If it were anyone else, they might have been swayed by his words, but who was the boss?
"Do you understand the Chase game? Aren't you being a bit overconfident?"
"How can you be so sure you'll win? If you lose, won't this favor be wasted?"
Zhan Bei Jue clearly had a counter-strategy ready.
"If I lose, this contract will still be valid, and I'll sign it when I get back."
"It's just a delay of a hundred days, you'll get me sooner or later. It's a sure win."
Not bad, the kid has some nerve.
The boss was successfully persuaded.
"You two go back first. Wait for my reply."
Zhan Bei Jue and Min'er left the boxing gym.
Min'er looked at him with lingering fear.
"Are you really going to participate in that game? It's very difficult, and there are many experts every year."
"I know."
"...Do you think he will help us?"
"He will. You don't understand businessmen; not making money when it's right in front of them isn't their style."
"...But you didn't leave him an address or contact information. What if..."
"Didn't you say he's very powerful in this area? Is it that difficult for him to find us?"
As Zhan Bei Jue had predicted, it turned out to be true.
The next day, as they were working at a restaurant, the boss personally arrived with a group of bodyguards.
The restaurant owner was leisurely watching TV behind the cash register.
Suddenly, with so many important figures entering, he quickly stood up in surprise.
Before he could even utter a greeting, a bodyguard beckoned Zhan Bei Jue with his finger.
"Come here."
Zhan Bei Jue walked over, and the bodyguard took out a form from his pocket and handed it to him.
"Let's go, you're going to receive professional training now."
The restaurant owner looked confused and surprised.
He looked at them, then at Zhan Bei Jue, not understanding what was happening.
The boxing boss looked at him leisurely.
"I've taken a liking to this person and plan to take him away from here. You don't have any objections, do you?"
The restaurant owner, "..."
Zhan Bei Jue looked at the two of them, then opened the paper in his hand to take a look.
"Let me go and tell my sister. Wait a moment."
Min'er was laboriously washing dishes with gloves on.
Zhan Bei Jue suddenly handed the paper to her.
"It's done. Min'er, hold on for two more days. When I come back from the competition, I'll pay off all your debts. Then you can leave here."
"I'm going for training. I'll talk to you tonight when I get back."
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On the weekend, Lu Mingzhe wanted to take Chen Jiaojiao out, but she refused, saying she was busy.
The past week had been very unpleasant for everyone.
Because Zhou Jinbei lost her child and divorced Jiang Sicheng, both families were greatly shaken.
The Jiang family felt as if they had been played by the Zhou family, and the Zhou family felt that a major business investment had failed.
Zhou Jinbei's hospitalization was accompanied by their constant arguments.
Chen Jiaojiao, standing by, also felt depressed.
One day, Zhou Jinbei asked Chen Jiaojiao to go to the company to retrieve her forgotten laptop.
Chen Jiaojiao then took a taxi to the Zhan Corporation headquarters office building.
Because Zhou Jinbei had informed them in advance, she smoothly reached the President's office.
Unexpectedly, just as she was taking the computer and preparing to take the elevator down,
She ran into Hu Jiasheng, who was taking the elevator up.
Because of Ah Zhong's matter, Chen Jiaojiao had a very bad impression of Hu Jiasheng.
Seeing him, she naturally spoke with a bad attitude.
"Oh, the big boss is working overtime on the weekend instead of resting. So hardworking?"
Although he didn't interact with her much, Chen Jiaojiao's disrespectful remarks every time made Hu Jiasheng very annoyed.
"Non-company personnel are not allowed to enter the office building. Don't you know the rules? Who gave you the right to come up here?"
Hey, he's trying to control me? Who does he think he is?
"It's Zhan Bei Jue. You talk as if the company belongs to you. I can come and go as I please, can you control me?"
Chen Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction and was about to step into the elevator.
Hu Jiasheng was indeed choked by her.
"It seems like the company's security department needs to be replaced. If unrelated personnel are allowed to enter casually, can they bear the responsibility if something happens?"
It was obvious that she was being insinuated, and Chen Jiaojiao naturally couldn't stand it.
"Something happens? What could happen? What could happen? Don't I look like a bad person? Do I look like someone who would come to your company to steal secret documents?"
"Are you deliberately targeting me or do you like to abuse your power? Zhan Bei Jue hasn't said anything, and you want to fire someone? How can you be so audacious?"
"I can't help it. Zhan Bei Jue isn't here, so I'm acting in his stead. I have this much audacity."
Being retorted by her again and again, Hu Jiasheng no longer wanted to be polite.
"What are you holding? I advise you to put it back. Otherwise, if something happens to the company, you'll be held responsible first."
What the heck?
Acting president, so what? You're acting like a big shot with a chicken feather, a country bumpkin who's never seen the world!
Chen Jiaojiao was already full of anger with nowhere to vent, and now she had found an opportunity.