"Mr. Hinga, I'm representing Mr. Tiger. I'm sending you a lawyer's letter. Because you've spread inappropriate comments, my client has suffered great harm and financial loss. So, Mr. Tiger has filed a lawsuit and asked for three million dollars," Tiger's lawyer said arrogantly.
Tiger's lawyer said arrogantly. In his eyes, Hinga was a loser, a joke.
Hinga had overestimated himself and fought Tiger.
In the end, both in the ring and in terms of influence.
He'd been defeated by Tiger's absolute strength.
Bang!
Suddenly, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Both Hinga and Tiger's lawyer froze when they saw an Asian man walk in.
Chen Zhao glanced at Tiger's lawyer and then at Hinga.
"He's your friend?"
"No … Who are you?" Hinga didn't understand the situation.
Judging from how Chen Zhao had pushed the door open, he seemed to be here for trouble too.
Just like this morning, when a fan of Tiger had rushed into the ward to insult him.
Chen Zhao didn't answer Hinga's question immediately.
Instead, he looked at Tiger's lawyer. "You can scram now."
"Who do you think you are? Yellow-skinned monkey … "
Slap!
Chen Zhao slapped Tiger's lawyer, knocking out two of his front teeth.
"I'm going to sue you! I'm going to jail!" Tiger's lawyer was still roaring fearlessly.
Just then, another voice came from the door. "Wysef, are you going to sue my boss?"
Wysef looked up. When he saw Alex, he couldn't help but shiver.
She was the queen of the largest law firm in California and the lawyer with the highest winning rate in America in the past decade.
Of course, she was also the most expensive lawyer.
With a 95% chance of winning, it could be said that it was a nightmare for a lawyer to face Alex in court.
Moreover, Alex had the most professional team of lawyers.
What frightened Witherspoon the most was what Alex had just said.
She didn't call Chen Zhao a client or client.
She called him boss.
The two were completely different.
"Is there a way to revoke his lawyer's license?" Chen Zhao asked calmly.
"As you wish, Boss." Alex didn't seem to mind either.
"Give me some private time with Mr. Hinga."
Not long after, the ward was cleared.
Of course, when they asked Witherf to leave, they still asked for the hospital's security.
Syndicate vaguely realized why he was transferred to this hospital.
He even arranged a luxurious ward for him and arranged for a professional doctor to treat him.
It was very likely that it was arranged by this Asian.
Chen Zhao pulled over a chair and sat before Syndicate's bed.
"Your daughter is also in this hospital, and she has already found a matching heart. She can undergo surgery in three days, and the surgery fee has already been paid." "The best heart transplant specialist in California will be in charge of this surgery. I can't guarantee that the surgery will be a success, but as long as you can think of a reasonable request that can improve the surgery, you can tell me." Chen Zhao said, "The best heart transplant specialist in California will be responsible for this surgery.
Hearing that, Syndicate knew that there was no free lunch in the world.
Chen Zhao hadn't discussed this with him beforehand.
But he couldn't refuse the offer.
He, Tiger, and Bach were in a heated argument. Their ultimate goal was to raise money for his daughter's heart transplant.
"What do you need from me?"
"Take a look at this contract."
It was an investment contract. It was the one that Chen Zhao had signed with Ford and Tiger.
However, this contract was more complete than the previous one.
After all, Chen Zhao's legal team had helped draft it.
At the same time, the terms were even harsher.
If Syndicate broke the contract, he would either have to become a miner in Africa or sleep on the streets for the rest of his life.
"Where's the pen?" Syndicate asked.
"Didn't you discuss the contract's content with me?"
"I can't find a reason to refuse. My daughter's surgery cost three hundred thousand dollars, and then you have to pay for my treatment, rehabilitation, nutrition, and the cost of hiring a rehabilitation coach, fitness coach, and professional boxing coach. The total cost is even higher than my daughter's surgery. What's more, my attending doctor told me that my arm's bones were destroyed, and my arm's nerves were severely injured. That is to say, for a long time in the future, or even for the rest of my life, I won't be able to return to the ring with my hands, let alone return to the boxing ring. In your contract, as long as I haven't fully recovered, you have to pay me twenty thousand dollars a month. That is to say, even if I don't do anything, I can live a very comfortable life every month. I don't understand why you would refuse this contract."
Chen Zhao tossed a pen to Syndicate. Syndicate picked it up with his trembling right hand.
However, he couldn't even hold the pen steadily.
"You saw it too. Are you sure you want me to sign this contract now?"
Chen Zhao nodded. "That's why I came."
Syndicate took a deep breath. He suddenly hesitated.
He still couldn't figure out Chen Zhao's identity.
He couldn't understand Chen Zhao's intentions.
What exactly did Chen Zhao want to do?
In the end, Syndicate couldn't resist the temptation of the contract.
"What do you want to do?"
"Destroy what I once created with my own hands," Chen Zhao said calmly.
"I don't know what you mean."
"A year ago, Tiger was in the same situation as you. His arm was injured. He almost lost everything — his dreams, his future, and his hope." Chen Zhao's tone was a bit emotional. "I gave him the same contract. I gave him a chance to stand on the stage of his dreams again, but he disappointed me. I once told him that I can take back what I can give him with my own hands."
Xin Jia abruptly looked up at Chen Zhao. He vaguely remembered that when Tiger debuted last year, he would always say something like his teacher in every interview after he won a match. Every interview was the same.
Now, he suddenly understood something.
But he also felt that Chen Zhao was too cruel to destroy the disciple he'd trained with his own hands.
Syndicate didn't understand Chen Zhao. Now, Chen Zhao wasn't just disappointed in Tiger. He also hated him.
Chen Zhao found Tiger's ex-girlfriend. They'd broken up long ago.
Tiger, on the other hand, had given his ex-girlfriend severe physical and psychological trauma.
Some of the damage was even hard to talk about.
Chen Zhao vaguely remembered that when he'd first met Tiger and his ex-girlfriend, he'd sincerely wished them well.
Now that he thought about it, it was so funny.
Divine King of the Nine Heavens
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