After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 166 - : Tool Man
Chapter 166 -166: Tool Man
“Ah!”
Mr. Zhao screamed in agony as Ji Tian’s kick almost sent his stomach flying out, and he spat out the red wine he had previously consumed.
Ji Tian frowned in disgust, and with a kick, sent him rolling several times along the deck before coming to a stop, lying on the ground clutching his stomach and retching in pain.
Everyone was stunned, having encountered such an explosive situation upon their arrival. While everyone was wondering who Ji Tian could be, the strong sea winds blew off her hat, revealing the Silver Fox mask.
The red ribbon stood out strikingly against her black hair.
“Silver Fox!!!”
“Is that really Silver Fox?!”
“Holy shit, you’re kidding, right? I’ve never seen Silver Fox; don’t fool me.”
Ji Tian realized too late that her hat had been blown off, and she felt somewhat annoyed inside, but her expression remained cool as ever, perfectly portraying the intimidating demeanor expected of a boss. After a long thought, she forced out an embarrassingly awkward line, “Don’t mess with me, it’s pointless, unless you can beat me in a fight.”
The room went silent, and inside, Ji Tian was already facepalming—damn it, how could she have said something so cringeworthy.
Maintain a cold façade, she managed to keep a stoic expression without flinching.
Some began to doubt, “I remember from the global martial arts precious footage twenty years ago, wasn’t Silver Fox known for being carefree and fond of laughing?”
Ji Tian immediately shot them a glance, “Nonsense! I naturally don’t like smiling.”
“…”
“Heh, Madam Silver Fox?”
Ji Tian didn’t catch on right away but then remembered that, according to the timeline, Silver Fox would be thirty-nine years old and should indeed be addressed as Madam. She looked toward the newcomer—a tall, skinny man with a hawk nose and thin lips.
He smiled, “You disappeared for over twenty years and have suddenly returned, catching all of us by surprise. I heard that Madam Silver Fox was quite the gambler back in the day—interested in trying a few hands with us?”
Was he probing her?
She curled her lips slightly, “Sure, I’ll gamble. Are we playing for money?”
“Of course, starting at ten thousand,” the tall, skinny man nodded.
“Ten thousand?” Ji Tian’s tone was teasing, “You think just ten thousand will get me to gamble with you? Who do you think you are?” She extended a hand, “One million, I’ll humor you with a little game. If you can’t afford it, get lost.”
One million?! Everyone gasped. Starting at one million, that meant bets of at least ten million—was the game going to be that big?
They hadn’t heard that Silver Fox was particularly wealthy. On the contrary, aside from her martial arts, she was famously poor, supposedly a cast-off from her family and had only climbed to such fame through her skills.
But every big shot here owned assets worth hundreds of millions and dared to board the ship; the tall, skinny man sneered, “If you’ve got that much money, of course, you can gamble with us. We won’t give you any breaks just because of your reputation.”
Ji Tian flashed the most genuinely radiant smile of the evening, “Then let’s go, I can hardly wait.”
“Mr. Lin, what do we do now?!” Ji… Miss Yin Man left with Wen Xin.”
The tall and lean man was the biological son of President Wen, the host of this auction. Although the family fortune was nearly squandered, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse, and he could still dig out a few billion. Plus, who knew how much the Inheritance Order could fetch tonight, it might be enough to bring the Wen Family back to life.
Lin Shihuan’s face was dark with anger. Hadn’t he told her not to make a scene? How could she end up going to the gambling house on a steamboat the moment he stepped away!
Finally, he rubbed his temples irritably, “Forget it… Let’s follow her and make sure she doesn’t get hurt.”
No one believed that this suddenly-appeared Yin Man could truly be her. They were all there to watch the drama, waiting for her to slip up. A group of people followed suit and went inside.
By the edge of the steamboat, a man and woman leaned against the railing. The man glanced in Ji Tian’s direction and frowned slightly, wanting to follow and take a look; however, the woman clung to his arm and wouldn’t let him go, “Dear! The auction is about to start, don’t stir things up.”
The two were none other than Ji Lingyun and Wen Jiangxue.
Ji Lingyun’s steps halted, and he stopped in place, casting a nonchalant glance at Wen Jiangxue.
Wen Jiangxue blinked innocently, tiptoed, and planted a kiss on Ji Lingyun’s lips, “Don’t go, please stay with me. Please?”
The woman’s voice was coquettish, her warm body pressing tight against him. Ji Lingyun’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he resisted deepening the kiss, turning his head with a cool expression, “Hm.”
“There’s a bronze box from the Qing Dynasty at the auction. Would you get it for me, please?”
Wen Jiangxue looked at him expectantly, pressing closer unintentionally teasing him. Ji Lingyun lowered his gaze at her and suddenly chuckled, “No, I won’t bid. You really think I’m just a tool, huh?”
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“…”
“Please do me this favor? I have a hundred billion in inheritance rights! I’ll give you half, okay?”
Ji Lingyun casually lifted his eyelids, “No, that’s not okay. Last time you said you’d give it all to me. Wen Jiangxue, which of your words are true?”
Wen Jiangxue almost wished she could bite off her tongue. She had just blurted that out to please him—he, a man worth billions, fussing over such trifles. She had tossed the matter from her mind until Ji Lingyun brought it up.
Tears welled up in her eyes, “You should at least leave something for me. You’re too domineering.”
Ji Lingyun looked at her, a mocking smile on his face, “The entire Wen Family together doesn’t exceed five billion. Where is this hundred billion coming from?”
Without a hint of shame or guilt, Wen Jiangxue retorted, “That’s what an auction is for, isn’t it? Isn’t an Inheritance Order worth a hundred billion? I’ll have the money after the auction ends.”
She made it sound as if it were already hers, but Wen Jiangxue knew exactly how to play Ji Lingyun. Having been with him for five years, she kept herself on constant alert, afraid that any misstep might make the man tire of her. Before she had the means to protect herself, she couldn’t afford to leave the safe haven that Ji Lingyun provided.
But she found it strange that, no matter how careful she was to humble herself, he never seemed happy. On the contrary, when upset, he would torment her mercilessly, as if determined to provoke her anger, to expose her facade. Life had taught her not to easily trust anyone or to show vulnerability, for all one would receive in return was pain and tears.
Therefore, regardless of Ji Lingyun’s dissatisfaction, all she needed to do was keep smiling. She would not get angry; she would stay obedient and compliant, not making a fuss and not meddling in his personal affairs. She was even indifferent about whom he might marry in the future, thinking that by then, she would be free at last.
A sudden pain jabbed her chin, and she let out a muffled grunt. Ji Lingyun’s fingers pressed down hard, “What are you thinking about?”
She blinked with a tearful expression, not daring to utter her pain, “I was thinking about the bronze box…”
Ji Lingyun stared at her for a long while, his gaze unsettling Wen Jiangxue until he finally spoke softly, “Alright, it’s yours.”
As the commotion stirred by Yin Man escalated, not a soul moved near Black Spade Q; in fact, no one dared to come close to him.
Seated in a chair, he watched the man before him grimace—his left half of the face swollen, his clothes in disarray—and asked coldly, “Qu Rong, can you explain why you were late today, and what’s the deal with your current state?”
