idol king

Chapter 61 061: Manager Shi asked for match-fixing and bought Jiang Fei
"Manager Shi, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang Fei entered the house and stood in front of Shi Linjie.

Shi Linjie's office is dark and retro, with mahogany furniture, and the room smells of pulp and smoke.

"Well, close the door and sit down."

Shi Linjie, who is about 1.6 meters tall, lit a cigarette for herself, and took out a suitcase from under the desk after Jiang Fei closed the door.

"I'll make it clear that people don't talk dark words. Someone will pay us to lose in the next game. Here is 500 million. You take it and make sure you lose in the next game."

In fact, Jiang Fei, who had guessed something, sneered in his heart, and asked calmly:
"Manager Shi, is this... a match-fixing?"

"Why do you say it so ugly? Your current salary is only 3000 a month, and this 500 million guarantees you a life of worry-free life. You can do whatever you want. You don't understand the relationship between interests, and your parents should understand."

After all, he seemed to be afraid that Jiang Fei would not believe it. He took a deep breath of the cigarette and opened the suitcase. All of them were bright red and brand new RMB.

"See, don't you have to make some connections when you go abroad in the future? I know your family's situation well. If it's not enough, I'll ask over there for more."

Shi Linjie seemed to be set on Jiang Fei shaking her legs, her small eyes under the glasses were very confident.

He doesn't believe that a high school student who has not entered the society can withstand such a temptation?

"I'm sorry, Manager Shi, forgive me for not agreeing."

Jiang Fei smiled politely at the end and got up to go out. Although he didn't know which players Shi Linjie had found for match-fixing, he would never do such a thing that corrupted morals and insulted basketball.

It is true that he has never seen so much money in his previous life, but if he accepts it, he may never make any more money in this life.

If he doesn't accept it, with his current system, won't the NBA always have an annual salary of tens of millions in the future?Still in US dollars!
Therefore, regardless of various considerations, it is impossible for him to play match-fixing.

The coaching staff, Hu Xuefeng and the others managed to rush to the present, and let him release the water in the tiebreaker? ?How can it be!

"High school student, are you sure?? If you want to win, there will always be someone who wants to lose. You might as well join us."

Shi Linjie tapped the table with a pen, and Jiang Fei paused for a second.

This is a clear indication that Shi Linjie not only asked him to fix the match, maybe the team has other insiders? ?
Hu Weidong?impossible!

"Noisy!! You are so annoying!"

The more Jiang Fei thought about it, the more annoyed he was, he turned around and threw a stack of banknotes at Shi Linjie's face, scaring Shi Linjie up from the boss's chair, and quickly put down the cigarette.

"If you tell me about this again, do you believe that I will expose this matter to the media? You don't even have the position of assistant manager? Don't insult the sport of basketball. In the next game, I will definitely go all out , don’t worry about these little things.”

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and walked out, leaving Shi Linjie in a state of embarrassment to pick up money.

Shi Linjie, who suffered from Jiang Fei twice in a row (the first time was a singing incident), was furious: Dare to report me?
Then you don't even want to play ball! ! !

"unlucky."

On a rainy night, Jiang Fei, who held an umbrella to the entrance of the arena, found that the street lights were all turned off.

In the dark night sky, there is only the movement of raindrops, and the sound of ticking is even more dull, with a somewhat bleak atmosphere.

When Jiang Fei waited for the rain to get a little lighter and was about to go to the side of the road to take a taxi, he found five strong men in suits with black umbrellas and sunglasses suddenly got out of a van and surrounded him.

The leading man with a big scar on his face said directly:

"President Shi said, I'll give you one last chance, so hurry up and agree."

"The ghosts linger..." Jiang Fei stood still with his umbrella in place, a little speechless. Does this mean that he must bribe himself?
"What if I don't agree?"

A yellow hair next to him took out a baseball bat from behind: "If you agree, we will drink together tonight, if you don't agree, hehe, then you will definitely not be able to play the next game."

The man with the scar also stepped forward viciously and said:

"Don't worry, we won't ruin your career. At most, you can recover from broken hands and feet in 3 months. It won't hurt."

Seeing the shiny blade in his pocket, Jiang Fei couldn't help feeling a little nervous. When he wanted to use his own speed to back up, he found that the way back was also blocked.

Damn, 2011 hasn't cleared the hunger yet.

Jiang Fei finally understands why match-fixing is so rampant. Who can stand this nima who forces you with both black and white?
Then he can only solve it by himself.

"I'm just a high school student. I don't know what you guys are talking about. I just want to play well." Jiang Fei tried to arouse the rationality in their hearts.

"It's about playing well, play casually in the next game, just take some laxatives before the game."

"Boss, this kid is fooling you. Hurry up and tie him up. President Shi is still waiting for us to eat." Facts have proved that these vicious people don't know how to respect basketball at all. Huang Mao swung at Jiang Fei with a baseball bat come over.

"You fucking!"

"System, redeem 50000 popularity points!! Open the kung fu superstar kidnapping card package!"

In desperation, Jiang Fei didn't care about it, and directly exchanged 8 of the 5 popularity points he earned yesterday to get 50 points, and directly prepared to bind a kung fu master permanently for safety.

Just kidding, people have sent five gangsters to kill him now, so it won't be more dangerous in the future?
So definitely have kung fu by your side!
And he has a really big heart. When choosing, he still thought that if he would need it for filming in the future, he would always be right.

"Kung fu superstar Donnie Yen permanently kidnaps the card." Jiang Fei frowned, what a beast.

"Feng Yuxiu's permanent kidnapping card."

"Ip Man permanently kidnaps Ka."

"The sharpshooter Li Shuwen permanently kidnaps the card." There is no other way to fight, the sharpshooter Li Shuwen? ?Jiang Fei's eyes lit up.

"Jack Chen permanently kidnaps the card..."

"Bruce Lee Permanent Kidnapping Card..."

"I choose Bruce Lee."

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Fei chose Bruce Lee. Although Li Shuwen is super awesome, and has a killing technique that can kill foreign devils with one blow, Jiang Fei can't really kill people with punches in modern society.

It's still "I fight!" Jeet Kune Do is more cool. With the fighting skills of Kung Fu master Bruce Lee, if the few gangsters in front of him can't fight back, then his coffin will have to be opened.

"The host spends 50 points to permanently bind kung fu superstar Bruce Lee, binding..."

Then came out a bunch of personal information about Bruce Lee, the founder of Jeet Kune Do, good at Cun Jin, the strongest successor of Wing Chun, good at weapons: nunchucks, he is a world-recognized martial arts master.

"Host binding is successful, I wish you a happy use!"

As soon as the system finished speaking, Jiang Fei returned to reality, staring at Huang Mao in front of him, he swung the umbrella vigorously to force the man in the suit next to him to retreat, and then kicked Huang Mao's chest violently on the spot, directly The kick flew three meters, and the baseball bat dropped into the middle of the road, buzzing continuously.

"My grass?"

"My Nima!!"

The sudden eruption of Jiang Fei startled the remaining 4 people on the side of the road, while Huang Mao fell to the ground and yelled non-stop, no matter how hard he pulled the scar, he couldn't pull it up.

"I'm going to bring the basketball back to the way it was, go ahead!"

In the heavy rain, Jiang Fei's hair was soaked, like the protagonist of a lonely hero movie, he pointed at the Scar Man and the others with his right palm, meaning you come here.

"Your kid knows martial arts?"

　Fuyang was taken, I took it, suddenly it was 38 degrees, insisted on finishing writing, and quickly lay down...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)