Chapter 57
"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"
Perhaps because she was looking too intently, the man who had just hugged her came over and glanced downstairs: "Ayao, what are you looking at?"
"Eric, are those people also here to participate in the event?" Luo Jingyao raised her chin towards the first floor.
"Oh, I need to look back at the registration form to confirm. Are these random people the same as you? I can't remember." The man called Eric began to ramble again: "My little ancestor, today I'm relying on you! You must help me to make me proud..."
Before he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw the woman's back almost walking downstairs.
When Luo Jingyao returned to the first floor, she did not choose to go forward directly, but stood aside and observed quietly for a while.
I saw the people who came were communicating with the staff here. Then they handed the staff a few hundred-yuan bills, and the staff handed them back a number plate.
The leading man took the number plate and casually put it in his trouser pocket.
"Liberate Malusi?"
A sudden female voice made the leading man turn around in surprise. What he saw was a familiar pretty face. The other party walked slowly forward from the shadows not far away. The yellowish sunlight shining through the window made the beautiful face look even more radiant.
"It's really you. We met at the Jinshi Public Security Bureau yesterday. What a coincidence." Luo Jingyao greeted with a smile and said the three words "Public Security Bureau" without any hesitation.
Sure enough, a trace of caution flashed across the man's lean, bronzed face. After gazing her up and down, he nodded slightly and indifferently: "So it's Luo..."
He seemed a little unsure how to address her, and finally called out, "Coach Luo," with a long syllable.
"Are you here to participate in the event too?" Luo Jingyao didn't seem to notice his perfunctory attitude and continued chatting.
Wu Yugang, also known as Jiefang Maluxi, didn't respond directly. "Oh, it just so happened that some friends were in Jinshi, so I thought I'd bring them over for a quick look."
Hearing what the other party said, Luo Jingyao tilted her head slightly to look behind him. The man and woman looked at her, and both raised the corners of their lips politely but distantly.
These two people did not go to the Jinshi Public Security Bureau yesterday, and it is not certain whether they are also anchors.
Luo Jingyao didn't care about Wu Yugang's vague words because she could understand the man's concerns.
Firstly, it was because of her overt relationship with the Jinshi Public Security Bureau, and secondly, it was because of today's so-called event.
Eric ostensibly runs a free-fighting club, but in reality he often secretly organizes underground fighting matches. To put it bluntly, these are black matches that cannot be shown on the public and exploit legal loopholes. Today's event is exactly like that.
This is also the real reason why Luo Jingyao never agreed to participate in the event before. She loves her profession, but only in a fair and open arena.
But once a life is involved, the principles that were originally upheld seem less important.
To be honest, the underground fighting competitions held by Eric over the years have really made a good name for themselves in this circle. Every week, many people come here from all over the country, either to complete their own challenges or to find the excitement of an adrenaline rush.
Here, you can not only sign up for the competition and win the final prize of tens of thousands of yuan, but you can also simply be a cheering spectator, which is also one of the main sources of income for Eric's free fighting club.
After coming back to her senses, Luo Jingyao was about to say something, but was interrupted by a sharp male voice coming from the side.
"Ayao! Yaoyao! I've already made your favorite Dahongpao upstairs. What are you doing standing here?" Eric suddenly appeared from nowhere, and his right hand gently rested on her shoulder affectionately: "Did you meet someone you know?"
"Ah, this is the owner of this club, my friend Eric." Luo Jingyao, suppressing the discomfort of being suddenly approached, took the opportunity to shake off the hand on her shoulder while introducing the two parties. "As for this guy, he's a pretty famous blogger..."
"Wu Yugang." The man obviously didn't know that she had already known his name through the police, so he took the initiative to reveal his family background.
"Hello, hello." Eric greeted him warmly. "Since you're A-Yao's friend, coming here is like coming home. Don't be polite. Just let me know if you need anything!"
Then, he cast a coquettish glance at Luo Jingyao: "Then after you accompany your good friends, remember to go upstairs. We haven't had a good time to catch up!"
Luo Jingyao smiled formally, watching Eric walk away with his charming figure twisting his waist. She turned to look at Wu Yugang and the others, "The game doesn't start until 3 pm. You're here early. I'll tell Eric when the time comes and have him arrange some seats with good views for you."
"Or if someone wants to participate in the competition, I can also help find a sparring partner and set up a ring so that you can adapt to the venue in advance."
Wu Yugang opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to refuse, but the woman who came with him poked him hard from behind, so he had to change his words mid-sentence: "Will this be too much trouble for Coach Luo?"
"No." Luo Jingyao smiled and shook her head, then took out her phone and said a few words to Eric.
Soon, a club staff member came forward and led the few people to a ring. After opening the lock on the iron railings surrounding the ring, the staff member shouted to one of the people who was resting on a bench nearby, "Ah Hao, the boss ordered you to get up and work!"
"You can use this arena until 2:30. There is a curtain over there to block the view when you change clothes." After giving the details, the staff left.
At this time, a man named Ah Hao also staggered over, nodded at them as a greeting, and went straight to the ring.
Wu Yugang didn't keep the other party waiting for long. He quickly took off his thick coat and went up wearing a short-sleeved shirt.
It is called free fighting, but in fact this underground black competition does not have any fixed rules. The final result is just to see who can stand. There are not many big guys with exaggerated muscles coming to participate, so a strong guy like Wu Yugang does not look out of place among them.
After a brief exchange, the two people on the stage quickly started the first round of collision.
Tsk?
Luo Jingyao stood below the ring and watched for a while, frowning in confusion.
Wu Yugang's footwork was weak, his lower body unstable, his punches lacked strength, and his overall technique lacked any real skill... It looked like he had absolutely no experience in this field before, so what was he doing here? Was he looking for trouble?
But within a few seconds, she retracted her gaze and spoke to the remaining man and woman with a normal expression: "Come to think of it, we haven't formally greeted each other yet. My name is Luo Jingyao, and I'm a physical fitness coach."
The woman was the first to respond, as she was still a bit shy. "My name is Lu Yue, and I really want to thank Coach Luo for today."
"Fan Shixia." The man was much more taciturn and just gave a name.
Although Luo Jingyao didn't care about other people's indifference, in order not to arouse their suspicion, she temporarily returned to the second floor after saying a few words.
During this period, she took the time to send these two names to Lin Jiafan, but the man must be busy in Beijing and there was no reply for a long time.
As time passed, more and more people started to gather in the factory. All kinds of noises echoed in this huge space, making people feel a little upset for no reason.
While eating the box lunch provided by Eric, Luo Jingyao sat in the office on the second floor and stretched her neck to look down. Perhaps because the club had enough staff, although there were many people at the moment, the order was still good and no conflicts occurred.
"Hey! The number of people who have registered today has exceeded fifty. It looks like the five arenas downstairs can all be used today." Eric sat in the boss chair, counting the number of people on the registration form, grinning from ear to ear.
"How many people are there in the audience?" Luo Jingyao asked curiously.
"If you fill up my factory... maybe 1,800 people!" Eric responded without even looking up.
The price of a ticket ranges from 238 to 538, so an event can generate hundreds of thousands of dollars in revenue, but this does not include the bonuses, labor costs, venue fees, etc. paid by the organizer.
Luo Jingyao did a rough calculation in her mind and felt that it was not a good deal. "Is this enough for you, Boss Liu, to support your family after all the hard work you put into making money?"
"Eh? You can't say that. How much is a lot?" Eric stood up and walked over to the sofa where she was sitting, pointing downstairs with a raised finger. "Besides, dear, what kind of society is this now? It's an internet society! We do live streaming too!"
After he reminded her, Luo Jingyao finally realized why there were cameras everywhere. This was the reason.
"A paid live broadcast room only costs 29.9, you won't be at a loss or get cheated. It's a bit cheap, but there are too many people! We follow the path of small profits but quick turnover!" Eric clapped his hands complacently.
"You take a rest first. I'll go downstairs to check out the situation and take charge of the overall situation." After saying that, the man hummed a little tune and went downstairs swiftly.
Chewing the rice grains in her mouth, Luo Jingyao always felt that something was strange, but she couldn't tell what was strange for a moment.
She simply stood up and threw the lunch box into the trash can beside her. She then did some simple stretching exercises in the office. The activity would officially start in more than an hour, and it was time to get her body gradually excited.
At this moment, the cell phone that she had been placing on the coffee table suddenly vibrated.
He walked over, picked it up, and casually slid open the screen. The next second, Luo Jingyao's pupils shrank slightly, and her expression suddenly became complicated.
The next second, she slowly walked out of the office and came to the railing on the second floor. She easily found Wu Yugang in the crowd.
Her gaze moved around several times, finally landing on the man and woman who were talking to him at the moment.
After staring at it for a long time, Luo Jingyao looked at the phone in her hand again. It was Lin Jiafan who replied to her in the chat box between the two of them.
"Lu Yue is the deceased's current girlfriend and also Wu Yugang's ex-girlfriend."
"As for Fan Shixia, he was a former blogger who had clashed with the deceased online and later retired from the online community to open a gym in Beijing."
"? How did you know the names of these two people?"
After locking the phone screen, Luo Jingyao's gaze returned to the trio again.
Wow!
I have to say these people are really... good at having fun.
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