Four days later, on the 20th, the Qingxuan underground professional boxing match started.
In the evening, Qin Fen sent a message to Zhao Xukun.
Zhao Xukun drove from Ziyuan Villa to the place where he had agreed to meet Qin Fen.
There is an underground boxing ring in Shanghai, which is located in the city center and an entertainment room.
There were already many luxurious sports cars parked outside the entertainment room. When Zhao Xukun parked his Koenigsegg sports car and just got out of the car, a burly man with rough muscles all over his body and tattoos on his arms walked over.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Xukun glanced at the burly man in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and replied.
"Um!"
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Qin is already waiting for you in the billiard room on the second floor."
"Please come up with me."
The big man led the way and soon arrived at the second floor of the entertainment room.
In the billiard room, Qin Fen was playing billiard with a cue.
"Master Qin, Master Zhao is here."
The big man stood at the door and spoke respectfully.
Qin Fen turned around and looked at the gate at this time, then walked over with the golf club in one hand.
"You go out first."
The big man nodded and left the billiard room.
Qin Fen laughed, put his arm around Zhao Xukun, and asked.
"Mr. Zhao, are you interested in playing a game?"
"OK!"
While the two were playing table tennis, Zhao Xukun suddenly asked Qin Fen.
"By the way, Mr. Qin, when does the competition start?"
Qin Fen hit the number seven ball into the basket and said.
"It doesn't start until 8pm. There are still a few people who haven't arrived yet. Wait for them."
"It'll be about time for us to play a few more games."
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"Sure, Mr. Zhao, have you ever learned table tennis? You can even score from this angle."
Qin Fen wiped the club and watched Zhao Xukun hit an extremely difficult ball, and couldn't help but praise him.
"Mr. Qin, it's nothing. I just played a few games in junior high school."
The next second, another red ball went into the basket.
One, two, three, four...
Zhao Xukun hit several balls into the basket in succession. Seeing that all the balls on the table were almost hit by Zhao Xukun, Qin Fen became a little anxious.
........
The time soon came to seven forty.
"Master Qin, the other young masters are all here."
The big man came in again and reported to Qin Fenhui.
"Okay, got it. Let's take them to the boxing ring."
"Understood, Mr. Qin."
The big man left the billiard room.
"Let's go, Lao Zhao, everyone is here and the game is about to begin."
Qin Fen took Zhao Xukun to the basement of the entertainment room. After walking out of the elevator and arriving at the underground first floor, the entertainment room indeed had a unique scenery.
The underground floor is a large venue with a boxing ring in the middle.
There were still quite a lot of people at the boxing ring at this time. Everyone sat according to their respective seats. Qin Fen walked towards the podium in front of the ring. The people outside the ring were basically wealthy second-generations, or wealthy people, and some were gangsters who could come to participate in this competition.
"Young Master Qin!"
"Old Qin, here we come!"
“...........”
This venue is occupied by people in Qin Fen's circle. All of them are rich second-generations. Without money, you basically cannot enter this venue to watch the boxing match.
"Mr. Zhao, this is Mr. Zhou, and this is Mr. Guo."
“..........”
Qin Fen introduced Zhao Xukun to several relatively powerful rich second-generations. These people basically had the final say in the organization and operation of this competition.
Qin Fen introduced them to the handsome young man in front of them. They naturally knew that Zhao Xukun must have certain strength to be able to be introduced to him by Qin Fen personally. Otherwise, Qin Fen rarely introduced them personally. So they also shook hands with Zhao Xukun with great respect to express their friendship.
"Old Qin, there's already about 250 million in funds invested in this game tonight. We estimate that by the end of the game tonight, there should be about 900 million in funds."
As the second-in-command of this circle, Zhou Shaoxian spoke angrily. Zhou Shao had always been in charge of the funds placed on the boxing matches. Of course, this amount did not include the bets of these big guys. Generally, their own bets were taken out separately and not included in the total.
"Well, Lao Guo, which contestant do you think is good tonight?"
"Hey, Lao Qin, I'm still optimistic about the number eight contestant from last time. This time, I still bet on him to be the champion of this boxing tournament."
"I'm betting on Da Ben tonight, number eight. I'm optimistic about him."
Old Guo was very fat. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters, but weighed 180 kilograms. He looked at Qin Fen while smoking a cigar and said.
"Mr. Guo, how much do you plan to bet tonight?"
Young Master Wu, who was sitting on the right side of Young Master Zhou, asked.
"At least 20 million. That's my confidence in him."
Guo Shao gestured with his hands and said.
"Mr. Qin, do you want to play a round tonight?"
Young Master Wu looked at Qin Fen again and asked.
"You guys go ahead. I haven't made up my mind yet about tonight. Let me see who will be participating in the competition tonight."
"Old Wu, bring me two lists of tonight's contestants."
Qin Fen took a puff of his thick cigar, exhaled, and gave the order.
"Brothers, what are you going to say tonight?"
"Who are you planning to suppress?"
Major General Wu handed the list to Young Master Qin, and then asked several other people. They usually started betting on their opponents before the game started. Whoever bet right tonight could basically get a big share of the pie. In addition, they could also get the money they won from tonight's game, divide it up, and distribute it according to the proportion, so basically they could all get a lot of money from it.
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, are you interested in playing a round today?"
Qin Fen looked at Zhao Xukun and asked.
"OK."
Qin Fen handed one of the lists to Zhao Xukun. Zhao Xukun took the list. The list recorded in detail the name, picture, height, weight of the boxers who were competing in this game, what competitions they had participated in before, what awards they had won, how much they were worth at the moment, and a series of detailed notes. Suddenly, Zhao Xukun's eyes were focused on a portrait of a man wearing a baseball cap and black clothes. The photo was very old and blurry, and the person's face could not be seen. But the next second, Zhao Xukun's eyes were attracted by the three words below the portrait.
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