Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Lin Qingxue shook her head speechlessly, then sent her father's phone number to Qin Yu's WeChat.

"Thanks, Xiaoxue'er."

Qin Yu chuckled, then looked at the phone number on WeChat and dialed it.

"Hello, Uncle Lin, it's me, Qin Yu."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhengtian on the other end of the phone was slightly taken aback, then immediately shook his head with a smile.

I just got the Financial Secretary to allocate 200 million, and this kid immediately called. He's really quick to get money.

"Oh, it's Xiaoyu. What's wrong? Is there something you need?"

"Hey, it's nothing much. We just made it to the semifinals, so I wanted to share the good news with you and also ask you about that... you know what I mean." Qin Yu chuckled and scratched his head.

"You kid!"

Lin Zhengtian smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged by a single penny of the two hundred million. I'm currently having the Finance Department process the paperwork, and it should be in your bank account in a couple of days."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu's expression immediately brightened, but he quickly waved his hand with a smile and said:

"There's no need to rush. You can wait until I win the championship, then give me the 1 billion all at once."

Lin Zhengtian nodded, not seeming to mind.

Reaching the top four means you're among the most talented geniuses; he doesn't think Qin Yu can go any further.

As for winning the championship, that's utter nonsense!

He had personally witnessed Fang Ping's terrifying strength.

It's no exaggeration to say that I, in my younger days, could beat one-tenth of Fang Ping!

There are very few freakish kids like this, not to mention in the Southeast Province, but even in the entire Great Xia. He absolutely does not believe that Qin Yu can win the championship by stepping on Fang Ping's head.

Unless Qin Yu is cheating,

But that's obviously nonsense.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Qin Yu and Lin Zhengtian hung up the phone.

Qin Yu shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh:

"I never expected my uncle to be so trustworthy. I really didn't expect him to renege on his word."

Upon hearing this, everyone's lips twitched involuntarily.

Damn, you're already recognizing someone as your father so quickly?

"By the way, Xiao Jun'er, how are your injuries? Are they getting better?"

Qin Yu looked at Li Jun behind him, who was covered in white bandages and had a bruised and swollen face.

Li Jun said with a look of utter despair:

"It's alright, at least we're alive."

Qin Yu patted Li Jun on the shoulder, looking heartbroken, and said:

"Brother, you've really suffered. I'm sorry, it's my fault for being useless and failing to protect you!"

Li Jun's eyes were gleaming: "It seems you're the one who sent me on the field as a second-rate player..."

"Don't say such hurtful things!"

Qin Yu ignored him and waved his hand, saying:

"Alright then, it's my treat today, I'll treat you all to a good meal!"

Li Jun's lips twitched suddenly: "You're not going to say you're treating and I'll pay again, are you?"

Qin Yu's eyes widened immediately: "What kind of talk is that? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Li Jun did not answer, but simply replied with a "hehe".

"Don't worry, I really want to invite you this time. Just come with me."

Qin Yu waved his hand and strode forward toward the restaurant in the distance.

The people behind him were about to follow, but Li Xiaoke suddenly realized something was wrong and said:

"Wait a minute, have you noticed that someone seems to be missing from our group?"

Qin Yu was taken aback upon hearing this, turned around, counted on his fingers, and spread his hands, saying:

“Me, Xiaoxue'er, Damao, Thick-browed Boy, Li Jun, isn’t that perfect? ​​We’re not short anyone.”

Upon hearing this, the others also looked puzzled.

Hearing this, it seems like no one is missing, but why does it always feel like someone is missing?

Who is missing...?

At that moment, Wang Hao finished using the restroom in the competition venue and came out.

Looking at the empty corridor in front of him, Wang Hao scratched his head in bewilderment.

"Eh? Where is the person?"

Inside a hot pot restaurant, a group of people surrounded Wang Hao, who was sitting on a chair with his arms crossed, fuming and not saying a word, trying to comfort him.