Bill didn't recognize Jiang Sui, he just thought he was a passerby who was bored and wanted to intervene to stop the fight.

I was just about to fight back to save my own skin.

But before he could raise his arm, Aunt Chen put down the meatball, ran over and stopped him: "Son, he is Jiang Sui, you can't hit him."

"Jiang Sui?" Bill narrowed his eyes, as if he had some impression of the name: "My former boss?"

Jiang Sui answered without any embarrassment: "Yes, the father who raised you for so many years."

Shen Weiqi seemed to be addicted to fighting: "Jiang Sui, get out of the way."

"Get lost, Shen Weiqi. Why are you arguing with an animal when you have nothing better to do?" Jiang Sui said, looking over his shoulder at Shen Weiqi. "Leave it to me. You have a competition in a few days. If you get hurt, I'll pay you at least 100 million. But is your face okay?"

After Jiang Sui's reminder, Shen Weiqi slowly felt a burning pain on his face.

Shen Weiqi said in a hard tone: “It’s okay.”

Jiang Sui stared at him meaningfully for a while without saying anything.

Although Shen Weiqi had a slight advantage in the battle just now, it did not mean that he would suffer any less damage.

At this time, his face was covered with mottled red, as if he had been rubbed against something and his skin was broken.

Jiang Sui had known Shen Weiqi for quite some time, and he knew that Shen Weiqi was not someone who could not calm down.

The reason why he lost control this time must be because Bill touched his bottom line.

Jiang Sui asked Jiang Zhi: "Jiang Zhi, what happened just now?"

Jiang Zhi answered truthfully and simply, "Bill lied to Mia, saying his mother was seriously ill, and then asked her to help him fix matches to make money."

Jiang Sui was slightly surprised.

How much hatred and resentment does Bill have towards his assistant Mia?

He actually ruined him by means of match-fixing.

Everyone knows it.

From the moment a professional e-sports player enters the industry, fair competition has always been the most important principle to follow.

Although there is no explicit regulation, "fair competition" involves the professional qualities of a professional player.

Once violated, the entire career is ruined.

It’s not that Mia was right to give in to the temptation and fix the match, but if Bill was involved in some bad things, then Bill’s character was wrong.

"Fuck, so shameless?" Jiang Sui continued, "The million-dollar annual salary I offered him was wasted."

Jiang Zhi seemed to agree: "Yes, and it fed a disloyal dog."

Jiang Sui thought about it carefully for a while. When He Xiaoxi fired Bill and Mia, he reported it to him several times.

So Jiang Sui knew that Bill and Mia were fixing the match, but he always felt that Bill and Mia were both match-fixers, and he thought that both of them were not good people.

But now it seems that things were not so simple back then.

Jiang Sui was afraid that he had misunderstood something, so he asked, "Jiang Zhi, how did you know that Bill lied to Mia about match-fixing?"

Jiang Zhi glanced at Bill and said, "He said so himself."

"Ah?" Jiang Sui: "Self-destruction? Stupid, isn't that stupid?"

Jiang Zhi replied expressionlessly: "Maybe he's stupid now. After all, Bill went to the toilet when he went out and flushed his head down the toilet."

Jiang Sui seemed to think that what Jiang Zhi said made sense, and he echoed Jiang Zhi's words without paying attention to the others: "Indeed, if what he said is true, then it is not unfair for him to be beaten."

While Jiang Zhi and Jiang Sui were chatting, Bill looked up and down at Jiang Sui's appearance.

Jiang Sui has a handsome and delicate appearance. His cold white skin seems to have no temperature under the winter sun, and his temperament has a sense of coldness and alienation.

A black sweater and dark blue jeans would have made him look incredibly handsome, but unfortunately, he was wearing an apron with the words "xx Supermarket Big Sale, Eggs Up to Half Price" written on it, its bright red color catching everyone's attention.

Bill sneered, "Former boss, the style is very unique."

Jiang Sui naturally knew what he meant, but he had been thick-skinned since he was a child, and Bill's indifferent observation was like tickling to him.

Jiang Sui smiled contemptuously, licked the back of his teeth a few times, and counterattacked: "Like it? Then I'll give it to you?"

Bill said: "That's not necessary."

Jiang Sui said disdainfully, "Bill, why didn't I recognize you when you were at ITG? You're making money from me while you're also making money from match-fixing. One job, double the salary. You're a real money-swindler."

Bill laughed greasyly a few times: "Boss, you can't say that."

Jiang Sui already hated Bill to the core, and there was no politeness in his words. "I'm asking you sincerely, what kind of glass shards are in your head? Are your stupid thoughts flashing back and forth? Do they hurt my eyes?"

After saying that, Jiang Sui seemed to be still not satisfied and continued, "Besides, He Xiaoxi should have fired you a long time ago. How can you have the nerve to call me boss? You are a giant baby in charge of billing. Your brain must be broken."

Jiang Sui's counterattack was merciless, and Bill was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he retorted: "What's the big deal about having a few stinky bucks?"

Jiang Sui replied lazily: "It's really amazing. Aren't you going to sacrifice your future for this little bit of money?"

Bill seemed irritated: "Bad luck."

Jiang Sui rolled his eyes at him and didn't give him any chance to breathe. He took out a few hundred dollars from his jeans and without seeing the specific amount, he stuffed it into Bill's arms skillfully.

"Medical expenses." Jiang Sui warned, "If it's not enough, you can come to Sui and Tang University to find me, but please stay away from my sister and brother-in-law in the future."

Jiang Sui threatened, "If you do this again, I'll chop off your head."