in2ebook Chapter 282: The Harvest Begins!
Chapter 282: The Harvest Begins!
Fan Chengcheng looked at the trending topics, where keywords such as "Wang Xiucheng" and "derby" were still trending, and felt a little uneasy.
Luckily, I kept an eye on things and started paying attention to sports, otherwise I would have been criticized again.
She had just gotten some money from her sister, and this time she was determined to avoid Wang Xiucheng.
Just then, Fan Chengcheng watched as the words "Football Association" and "Iron Brother" swept Wang Xiucheng away again.
Fan Chengcheng's eyes lit up. Who had such great ability that even Wang Xiucheng had to back down?
Out of curiosity, Fan Chengcheng randomly opened a news article to read.
"It is rumored online that Tiezi was taken away. When he was taken away, he was attending an offline training conference for professional coaches organized by the Chinese Football Association."
"His bag, cell phone, and cigarettes are still on the table in the training center."
Fan Chengcheng checked the time and said that it happened on the 12th, but it was only revealed today. It must be because the news has been unlocked.
"Should!"
Fan Chengcheng rarely cursed.
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After the game against the Trail Blazers, Wang Xiucheng took Yu Jiahao and Zeng Fanbo to Portland's Chinatown for a Chinese meal that evening.
After finishing his meal, Wang Xiucheng did not return to the hotel. Instead, he took leave and boarded a flight to Las Vegas.
This time it wasn't a private jet.
Jenner got busy, with various fashion shows starting one after another.
Sometimes Jenna is in New York one day, but she has to fly back to Los Angeles that night just to see her children.
Portland on the West Coast is only 1200 kilometers from Las Vegas.
Two hours later, Wang Xiucheng, along with Ma Wei and the Wu brothers, Wu Di and Wu Jia, landed in Las Vegas.
The news that "Wang Xiucheng went to Las Vegas again" appeared on the internet in the United States and China at the same time.
Within minutes, Wang Xiucheng's news was censored in China.
On the contrary, in the United States, many Chinese Americans or Chinese tourists who are currently traveling here are looking for opportunities to see if they can bump into Wang Xiucheng.
As Wang Xiucheng walked out of the airport with the crowd, he saw Evans, who had come to pick him up.
When Evans saw Wang Xiucheng, he almost burst into tears of joy.
The God of Wealth has finally appeared.
Since transferring to the Nets, Wang Xiucheng has never been to Las Vegas.
If it weren't for the fact that he would call Wang Xiucheng almost every two or three days, Evans would have even thought that Wang Xiucheng had reformed.
It's past midnight, so today is the 18th. The World Cup starts in less than three days. If this lucky charm doesn't come soon, Evans might even go to New York to find Wang Xiucheng himself.
He quickly ran over to personally greet Wang Xiucheng and his entourage.
"Mr. Wang, it's been a long time," Evans greeted politely.
He knew that Wang Xiucheng had just won the game, so Wang Xiucheng should be in a good mood at this moment.
"Hello, Mr. Evans," Wang Xiucheng said with his usual smile.
Seeing Wang Xiucheng smile, Evans felt relieved.
"Mr. Wang, please get in the car."
Evans approached a black, seemingly modified, extended Navigator and opened the door.
Instantly, the car's opulent interior decorations came into Wang Xiucheng's view.
Just like in the movies, you can tell where this kind of car is from at a glance.
Such scenes are frequently seen in Chinese movies.
Wang Xiucheng and his three companions got into the car with Evans.
The vehicle slowly started and left the airport.
“Mr. Wang, I’ve booked a room for you. It’s the best top-floor room in the BRICS region,” Evans said ingratiatingly.
But Wang Xiucheng suddenly froze.
The next moment, Wang Xiucheng turned to look at Evans. Wang Xiucheng, who had been smiling the whole time, suddenly said in a cold tone, "Say it again, which room did you book?"
“The BRICS Hotel…” Evans suddenly slapped his forehead. He didn’t seem to have told Wang Xiucheng about his new company yet.
“Mr. Wang, the Golden Brick Hotel is my new company. They have given me the highest authority to offer the highest odds in all of Las Vegas.”
When Wang Xiucheng heard the word "BRICS," he wished he could strangle this idiot right then and there.
The BRICS Hotel, that's Fertitta's property!
He's here in Las Vegas to reap the rewards.
Now it's turned into them trying to embezzle money from their former boss!
If possible, Wang Xiucheng didn't want to have anything to do with the Fertitta family, especially something like this.
But at this point, Wang Xiucheng no longer had time to change his plans.
Wang Xiucheng would be furious if he gave up on Evans now, after raising him for a whole year.
The money invested in Evans alone is at least a million dollars.
Changing targets at this point is impossible!
Seeing that Wang Xiucheng looked unwell, Evans cautiously asked, "Mr. Wang, is there a problem?"
He glanced at Evans. "Don't you know about my relationship with the Fertitta family?"
"Yes, I know, your former boss. What's the problem?"
In Evans' view, since he was going to lose money anyway, why shouldn't he give up Fertitta?
"Forget it, it's okay."
Wang Xiucheng didn't want to say anything more to this idiot.
It's my own fault; I should have just asked where Evans had moved to.
At this point, we had no choice but to continue.
Less than half an hour later, everyone's car stopped in front of the BRICS Hotel.
The security guard at the entrance saw the car and knew that a big client had arrived, so he personally came over to open the car door.
Wang Xiucheng got out of the car first, saw the sign for the BRICS Hotel, and shook his head inwardly.
Ma Wei took out his phone from his bag and started filming.
"What is this?" Evans asked, puzzled.
Wang Xiucheng explained, "Oh, I want to film a vlog, is that okay? It'll also serve as evidence, since you changed companies and I haven't been here since, right?"
"Mr. Wang is joking. This is Las Vegas. The things you are worried about are impossible. If Mr. Wang wants to put the video online, please blur it out."
Wang Xiucheng smiled and said, "Of course, everyone else's faces will be blurred except for mine."
"Mr. Wang, please come in."
Photography and video recording are generally not allowed at various venues in Las Vegas.
But Wang Xiucheng is clearly not an "ordinary person"; he is Evans's major client.
This request is certainly not excessive.
Some people quickly entered the BRICS Hotel.
"Let's take care of business first," Wang Xiucheng said.
Upon hearing Wang Xiucheng's words, Evans suppressed his smile and nodded repeatedly.
There really is no better client than Wang Xiucheng!
Without lingering on the first floor, the group went up the stairs to the second floor.
As they continued walking, Wang Xiucheng suddenly stopped.
Evans asked in bewilderment, "What's wrong with Mr. Wang?"
"It's nothing, I just saw someone I know."
After saying that, Wang Xiucheng continued to follow Evans.
Soon the group arrived at a large room.
"This is my office."
Evans turned on his computer, and soon the news articles he had collected were displayed one by one.
"Mr. Wang, this is the news I've collected about various teams over the past few days, sorted by team. Take a look."
Evans gave up his position to Wang Xiucheng, "especially Argentina, which seems to have had a lot of negative news lately."