Tonight’s biggest winner is Song Yun. Not only did he successfully acquire five nightclubs and two casinos, but he also managed to sort out his relationship with Liu Ruoxi. From suppression in the past to promotion later on, Song Yun successfully grasped Liu Ruoxi’s emotions. Simply put, although Song Yun still can’t say how to influence Liu Ruoxi’s thoughts, he can be sure that he has left an impression in her heart. Of course, this is not about love, but rather how Song Yun deepened Liu Ruoxi’s impression of him through certain means, creating a feeling that though Song Yun is difficult to deal with, he is a friend. This kind of thing sounds complex, but it’s actually easy to understand, much like Zhuge Liang capturing Meng Huo seven times, using some small tactics to subdue him thoroughly. What Song Yun did today, in a broad sense, is the same as that. Song Yun handed the car keys back to Chen Yang. As for the winning bets, someone would naturally handle them, so Song Yun wasn’t in a rush. Coming here this time and harvesting so much, Song Yun couldn’t help but sigh, "Life, what a joy." Song Yun was very pleased, but Prince was not. Just when he was about to win, he was thwarted by Li Baoshi, and the championship slipped away. According to Prince’s temperament, if it were an ordinary person who caused this, he would have long ended up at the bottom of a river. Unfortunately, Li Baoshi’s father is the richest man in Asia, someone even the red-walled bigwigs must shake hands with, and his power far surpasses Prince’s father. There’s even a rumor that Li Baoshi’s father is one of the heads of Hong Kong’s Hongxing Company. Of course, these are just rumors. However, it is undeniable that when a person’s wealth reaches a certain level and quantitative change leads to qualitative change, that person can no longer be simply described as rich. If a term must be used, it would be: Rich enough to rival a nation. "You and Li Baoshi, are you close?" Chen Yang’s eyes sparkled with a hint of something as he looked at Song Yun. "Somewhat acquainted." At this moment, Song Yun surely knew what to say and what not to, becoming as ambiguous as Liu Ruoxi. Chen Yang chuckled playfully and said, "Somewhat acquainted yet Li Baoshi was willing to risk offending Prince to hit his car, that’s quite an interesting acquaintance." "Haha, our relationship is just like my relationship with you, Brother!" Song Yun laughed and said, "Wait a moment, I’m going to bring her over." "Go ahead, sometimes I really admire you, Brother Song!" Chen Yang said with a smile. Song Yun bashfully scratched his head and walked towards Liu Ruoxi. After resting for a while on the ground, Liu Ruoxi felt significantly better. This dizziness came quickly and went away just as fast. This experience was unique in Liu Ruoxi’s life. Although it was uncomfortable, it also brought her a different kind of experience, a stimulation like never before. What Liu Ruoxi didn’t know was that this feeling of stimulation had quietly taken root in her heart, and perhaps one day, it would grow into a towering tree. Song Yun came in front of Liu Ruoxi and asked with concern, "Are you feeling okay?" "Hmm, I’m fine!" Liu Ruoxi nodded. "Haha, I’m really sorry, I didn’t know you get motion sickness so easily." Song Yun said, embarrassed. "It’s fine." Liu Ruoxi shook her head, "I didn’t know either." "Since you’re okay now, we can get down to business." Song Yun said. "What business?" Liu Ruoxi looked at Song Yun with a bit of confusion. "Signing the contract!" Song Yun said with a smile, "You haven’t forgotten about this, have you?" "Ah! Right, the contract. Let’s go to the car!" Liu Ruoxi said, "I left the contract in the car." "Let’s go!" Song Yun said with a smile. Liu Ruoxi nodded, took a step, and just as she was about to walk, a wave of dizziness hit her, causing her to stagger and nearly fall. A strong hand appeared beside her in time, grabbing her shoulder, and the strength from the hand restored her balance. "Still a bit unsteady." Liu Ruoxi laughed awkwardly, then moved slightly to free herself from Song Yun’s hand, saying, "Give me a few more steps and I’ll be fine!" Song Yun didn’t continue to support her, instead saying, "Then I’ll walk next to you. This way if you fall, you can grab onto me." "Haha, thank you, Mr. Song." Liu Ruoxi said. "If you don’t mind, call me Song Yun." Song Yun said. "Well, I still think calling you Mr. Song is more appropriate, as you are a great benefactor to us in Guangzhou, you must be addressed this way." Liu Ruoxi said with a smile. Song Yun knew that Liu Ruoxi was still a bit reserved with him, but he didn’t insist. After all, he believed he had left a good impression on her, and as long as he used some tactics, Liu Ruoxi would eventually come around. Of course, Song Yun had no intention of harming Liu Ruoxi, it was just his consideration for his future development that led him to these tactics one after another. By the time they walked to Chen Yang’s side, Liu Ruoxi’s steps were no longer as unsteady as before. Chen Yang glanced more at Liu Ruoxi and then said to Song Yun, "Brother Song Yun, it’s still early, do you want to go for a drink together?" "Well..." Song Yun looked at Liu Ruoxi and said, "We can, but we should go later." "Alright." Chen Yang said, "Give me a call later then!" "Okay!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet There were several more matches left in this venue, but since Liu Ruoxi wasn’t feeling well, Song Yun simply decided to leave with her first. Chen Yang stayed to continue watching the matches. As for Li Baoshi and Prince, they were heavyweight figures; coming out for one match was enough for them. Staying here for too long would diminish their stature. Back next to the Volkswagen CC, Liu Ruoxi took the documents out of the car. Song Yun skimmed through them and confirmed there were no major issues, then signed his name at the top and handed them to Liu Ruoxi. Liu Ruoxi barely looked at them and just put the documents away. "Let me drive you home first," Song Yun said. "Hmm, thank you," Liu Ruoxi said gratefully. After sending Liu Ruoxi to the municipal compound, Song Yun hailed a taxi to return to the stadium. It was now close to ten in the evening, and this old area was noticeably less lively, with occasional roars of engines breaking the silence on the street.