Arrogant, arrogant, fearless.

Shang Yang's words made everyone in the boxing ring angry. Zheng Hai, including his eyes turned naked hostility. Now it is no longer a matter of offense, but an irreconcilable relationship. He just finished talking about it and had won Shang Yang before, but now he is fiercely counterattacked based on this point, and it makes people unable to refute it.

The several boxers who spoke were even choked and speechless.

They admitted that there was a gap in talent, but they never thought they would be put on the table.

He held his breath in the boxing ring.

In the audience, Zheng Hai arranged the people to look left and right, and no one wanted to be the first to be the one who stood up.

Although the players standing at the door were not very talented, they felt extremely comfortable for some reason.

"Next, I'll talk about the third question, your consumption!"

Shang Yang seized the opportunity and continued to speak: "The boss just said that he had spent more than 100,000 yuan in the boxing ring. To be honest, when I heard this number, my heart was bleeding. After working for two years, the money I earned may not be as good as this. You are a real rich man!"

The man in the VIP seat who had been talking just now had a calm face and didn't speak.

He also arranged it by Zheng Hai, with the purpose of disrupting the situation. Everything developed as expected. He never thought it would turn out like this. The third consumption issue raised by Zheng Hai can only be raised in a specific atmosphere. Once the atmosphere is wrong, the topic itself does not have the meaning of discussion.

Do you regret the money spent?

If you break your teeth, you have to swallow it into your stomach.

"Is the conflict center active and passive, active consumption or passive consumption!"

Shang Yang is getting better and his speech is becoming smoother and smoother: "I believe that whether it is active or passive, you are happy when you spend money. The money is in your own bag, and no one robs the boxing ring. When you take it out, you will take it out with your own hands..."

"According to Mr. Zheng, everyone should be consumed, but the actual situation is right in front of you, right? Obviously not..."

"Fool Yang!"

Before he could finish his words, Zheng Hai spoke coldly. He could no longer bear it. If he continued, the carefully planned attack would be completely unsuitable to the dialogue designed for Ge Zhong on Shang Yang. He tried his best to restrain himself, but he could not completely hide it. The look he stared at Shang Yang had a smell of hatred.

"I can understand that you are the boxer that Ge Zhong personally recruited, but you cannot fully represent Mr. Ge!"

He was very short, but he was just in front of hundreds of audiences. He could not speak directly and threaten. The subtext was that if you dare to continue talking, we would be irreconcilable.

Shang Yang turned his head and was silent for a few seconds.

He fully felt the resentment from his eyes. In the face of dozens of people, Zheng Hai showed fear and fear. It was not because he had no strength, but because he could endure it. Once he decided that he could not bear it, he would lie dormant and endure it, just like today, and give a fatal blow at an unknown moment.

It is obviously unwise to offend such a person.

"Mr. Zheng, I just said that everything I express now can fully represent Mr. Ge's instructions!"

Since you have already reached this point, you cannot give up halfway. People are born with risks. People often say: No one knows which tomorrow or accident comes first, so he is willing to continue taking risks and bet on the future.

“Okay…”

Zheng Hai narrowed his eyes a little, and the corners of his mouth slightly down.

Wu Fan, the madman, and a group of boxers who were standing next to him were all ready to see this. As long as Zheng Hai made a little move, Shang Yang would lie on the ring.

Shang Yang raised his chest a little.

It is probably the most complicated emotion of human beings.

Shang Yang was afraid that there was no future, so he stood up.

And facing them is probably useless.

"Silly Yang, very good, very good..."

Zheng Hai raised his hand and patted Shang Yang on the shoulder: "I have always underestimated you before. A small person, a big energy, you will definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Shang Yang did not feel much strength from these palms, but he felt unprecedented pressure from the spirit.

He turned his head and chose to continue to say to the audience: "You can enter the boxing ring, obviously you won't care about these expenses. It's hard to buy you a happy life. As long as you feel comfortable, you can do whatever you want. As for passive consumption, there must be, because this is an important source of profit in the boxing ring. Everyone here must be bosses, and it is impossible for everyone to lose money. But why does it become passive consumption when you go to the boxing ring?"

In the VIP seat in front, the eldest sister who supported Zi Yang had not yet come out of her sadness and was in a daze.

"I'm willing, this little money is not worth mentioning to me!"

The audience behind also spoke.

"We are indeed willing to do it, for the sake of happiness..."

"I took out all the fees by myself, no one forced them."

There was a man who spoke first, and the one who followed him up, followed by a wave of discussions. It had already formed a trend, and everyone fully agreed with Shang Yang.

Brother Xiong in the audience saw Shang Yang's eyes changing again and again. This person is Yang, the fool who has been training hard in the boxing ring? He has such a side? Why did he suddenly feel that he doesn't know him anymore?

The boxers at the door stood blankly.

Zheng Hai's three axes were really resolved by Shang Yang, and they were still unbelievable. Just like Brother Xiong's feelings, they were really ashamed of training, hardship and self-discipline. They didn't feel anything special outside this time. Everyone has yellow skin and dark hair, two shoulders, and one head...

But why is it him, not himself, who is standing on the stage at this time?

On the second floor, Ge Zhong was already standing upright.

The audience's discussion was filled with the voices of discussion, and his eyes fell on the stage. Seeing Zheng Hai's red and white face, and the slightly green little guy, after just a few dozen minutes, he became a man who stood tall and stood up. He had already made all his mental preparations and had to grit his teeth and bear all the consequences.

Judging from the current appearance, you shouldn't have to bear it anymore?

He smiled and muttered: "In ancient times, Xiao He chased Han Xin under the moon, and now Ge Zhong has a wise eye to recognize Shang Yang... comfortable!"

Boxing ring.

In contrast to Ge Zhong's comfort, Zheng Hai saw that the discussion was getting louder and louder, and it had already formed a trend. He suddenly felt sad in his heart. It was best to mobilize the atmosphere of the masses with half an hour as the boundary. After half an hour, people would feel mentally exhausted. Shang Yang had completely taken the initiative and wanted to save the dream.

I prepared for a long time and thought it would work, but in the end I died at the hands of the fool.

It's simply ridiculous.

The people standing next to Zheng Hai had the same expression and were angry, but their position was too limited to vent.

"Everyone!"

Shang Yang suddenly spoke: "There is another question. Today is the game day. What we are talking about now is also the game time. I want to ask Boss Zheng this question, if you have any opinions about the boxing ring, why don't you mention it privately? Don't rush to deny it. As far as I know, you have never found Mr. Ge in private. Today, you suddenly attacked and joined forces with so many people. What is your intention?"

"I need to explain to you?"

Zheng Hai was about to be on the verge of being intolerable and asked with a wide eyebrow. If Shang Yang dared to be aggressive, he really didn't mind that it would be difficult to make public without the support of the masses, even if he would be knocked down by Shang Yang first.

The people beside him heard that the tone was wrong.

They all made a gesture, no longer as if they were waiting just now. There were a few people who obviously couldn't control their emotions and had to prepare to take action.

"No need!"

Shang Yang smiled with a turn of the tone, and his smile was very bright, so it was impossible for people to fight: "President Ge is in the provincial capital, and he will definitely come back tomorrow. I promise everyone here that when Mr. Ge comes back, he will definitely answer your questions more carefully?"

"Use you to guarantee?"

Zheng Hai asked again, his tone getting hotter and hotter.

Shang Yang's brain was running rapidly. It was obvious that they wanted to beat themselves up, not because they were beaten up in their hearts, but because there was no need to throw their face away in front of everyone.

He smiled again and said, "I'm just a minion, of course I don't have the right to do it. Boss Zheng, do you think this is good? Let's continue the competition first so that the audience won't be anxious. After all, it's getting late, so I'm waiting to see..."

A tone of controversy.

I heard a fat man shouting in the boxing ring: "Go to play... I bought tickets to come in. Should I see you or watch the game? I am God, hurry up..."

“It’s been a long time delay!”

"Go down...watch the game!"

Zheng Hai was so angry that his face was bulging. Shang Yang was not like this slutty expression that everyone was holding on. He didn't put the audience in his words. As long as the two were less, he was going to let Shang Yang lie out of the boxing ring, but the combination of these two made him unable to attack further.

No matter how angry I feel in my heart, I can only suppress it.

"You're very good!"

After Zheng Hai finished speaking, he swept the audience around, turned his head, and walked down the ring step by step.

"Crazy..."

Those who came up with him also turned their heads, stared at Shang Yang, and walked step by step.

In the blink of an eye, Shang Yang was only left in the boxing ring, and no one applauded. The audience would not admire his adversity and business ability. No one applauded because everyone wanted to watch the game. It was crazy in the eyes of those boxers, but Shang Yang himself knew that when he saw Zheng Hai turn his head, his heart stopped beating, and no one could guarantee whether this guy would turn his head.

"call…"

He breathed his strengths and knew that the future he designed for himself was saved at present!

Turning around and going out of the ring is no less than just finishing a ten-quarter game. I am so tired that I am almost exhausted that I need to take a good rest.

"etc!"

He had just turned his head and heard a shout from the underboxing ring.

Shang Yangxun looked at Brother Xiong, who rarely smiled. He smiled like a child in the audience. Brother Xiong raised his hand and pointed out the location of the venue.

I saw a tall girl wearing a cheongsam with her eyes in her eyes, a shy expression on her face, lowered her head, and walked step by step.

She was holding a tray, and there were a whole stack of garlands on it, dozens of centimeters high.

"Mr. Ge from the club, I send you twenty wreaths of fools to hang garlands..."

"Brother Xiong in the club, I'll send you ten garlands of fools..."

"Boxer Zhang Wu, give the fool two garlands..."

It depends on all the service women in the boxing ring, including the two welcome guests at the door, coming in with trays. They are in a row, with uniform clothes and pleasing to the eye.

"The ninth row, thirteen seats, Mr. Ding Sanlang, fifty garlands..."

"Crazy..."

As soon as the fifty numbers came out, the field suddenly became excited. This seemed to be the largest number given in a single time?

Shang Yang was also confused. What was going on? Am I going to develop?
Chapter completed!