"Then you should go and discuss it with him."
"Do you and your father think that I don't know what you think? You sold your stocks at a low price, let us Taylors buy them, and then you used the money to invest, thinking about the stock price of the Ozbone family It will definitely fall in the past two years, and then you will use the money you earn to buy back your equity. But it is different now, and your investment has been in vain!" Mr. Taylor was a little out of control, and the indifference of the young man in front of him was overwhelming. He was uneasy, always feeling that there was a bigger conspiracy brewing.
"As I said, if it's a business matter, go to my father. I'm not yet eighteen, and I don't have any equity in my hands. I can't help you."
"Then what about the boy named Lin? I know the reason for your indifference to Elizabeth, because you don't like girls. You are the young master of the Ozburn family and no one dares to touch you, but he is not."
"It's not that I don't like girls," Chris propped himself on the desk, his cold expression made Mr. Taylor a little scared, "but I only like him. You can try to provoke him, you touch him hair, I will give you Elizabeth's finger. If you let him bleed, I will cut off Elizabeth's head. You can try it if what I say is true. I just want you to remember one thing The thing is, I, Chris Oz, will take revenge. So from today on, you'd better pray that nothing happens to Lin, otherwise, even if he accidentally falls, I will blame it on you."
Mr. Taylor swallowed slightly. He tried his best to control it, but his shoulders still trembled.
"If there is nothing else, I'm going to rest. The latte in this hotel restaurant is delicious, you can try it."
When Mr. Taylor left, Chris made a call to De Niro.
"Oh dear Chris, how is your game going?"
"fine."
"You only call when you have something to ask for me. Why don't you tell me what kind of request you have."
"Look out for Elizabeth."
De Niro on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said with a smile: "I will take care of your diamond bride."
With the final coming up, the fencing gym has far more media than ever before for similar competitions. With the advent of the subprime mortgage crisis, news reports always make people feel unnaturally depressed and hopeless. The World Junior Fencing Championships, which was decided to be held by the United States two years ago, has become a rare piece of positive news recently.
The game was about to start, Kevin in the studio smiled and looked at Lin Yifei on the broadcast screen.
Chelsea adjusted his armor while talking to him.
The camera zoomed in so close that even his eyelashes were clearly visible.
"You really like this kid." The hostess sat down beside Kevin, propped her head and said with a smile.
"You think so?"
"Yeah. Every time you do commentary and analysis, as long as you mention him, the corners of your lips..." The hostess made a gesture of raising the corners of her lips, "Since his level is so high, you don't have to worry about one day Was he defeated?"
"Maybe the meaning of my existence is to be defeated by him." Kevin's expression was indifferent.
"I like the kid Lin. But I like Chris Osborne better."
"Because of his handsomeness? Believe me, few women can stand his temper."
The two were joking, and soon the game entered the preparation stage. Not only the game scene, but even the studio was quiet.
Lin Yifei swallowed, his fingers holding the saber trembled slightly, he could hear his own breathing, he was so nervous that it was like a tide that couldn't rush.
Chris came across him unhurriedly, his eyes were extremely cold and sharp, as if something hot was about to burst out.
The two took a ready pose, and the moment the referee signaled "start", the air rubbed sparks.
Chris fended off Lin Yifei's sword and slashed at his shoulder. In the first second of the match, it was such an attack without even a test, which was really shocking. It was a kind of eagerness to touch, every sword of Chris would pierce Lin Yifei's bones, it was the determination to conquer, not only his sword, but also his heart. He wants him to have no retreat and only belong to himself.
Lin Yifei resisted in a thrilling way, controlled the sword, slid, and constantly broke through Chris' expectations of him, as if he wanted to break free from everything and fly to the sky, but the only way Chris could prevent him from leaving was to cut off his wings and use the most ruthless Cruel and barbaric manner.
This battle of control and anti-control makes the heart beat faster, the sight bursts in the air, and every change of angle is the transfer of fate.
I love you, do you know that
Chris slashed down with shock and determination, but Lin Yifei resisted calmly, and he was merciless when he fought back.
It was a quiet contest, with no one talking, even at half-time.
In the broadcast room, the hostess took a breath and asked, "Kevin, who do you think will win?"
"It doesn't matter which of them will win."
Kevin looked at the broadcast screen and showed a smile. That smile is complicated, full of love and helplessness.
He understood the fencing of the two teenagers.
It's never been a contest, it's just the way they express each other, a communication that excludes everyone but the two of them.
Nine minutes passed quickly and the score was 14-14. That is to say, one minute of overtime is about to start, and the "sudden death method" is used, and the person who gets one point first is the winner.
With a breath, Lin Yifei swung the sword in his hand. If he doesn't try his best this time... When will the next confrontation between him and Chris be
"How many times can I have such an opportunity in my life?"
With a smile, the game started again. Lin Yifei split Chris' sword, it was a seemingly simple action, perhaps only Chris himself could understand the speed and strength of that sword.
Taking a stride forward, Lin Yifei knew that this attack of giving up everything as if suicidal was like a joke in Chris's eyes, but he also knew...he knew that the sword that Chris defended would only be blocked by his hilt , Even when Chris counterattacked, the blade would only graze his waist, and his own sword would stab Chris hard in the chest!
"Oh—" all the audience exclaimed in unison.
That sword was so powerful that no one could see it clearly. Chris Osborn staggered backwards, and finally stood still after a few steps.
But Lin Yifei still maintained the posture of striding forward, the sword was trembling in his hand, and there was an indescribable tension in his shoulders and back.
When the referee announced that Lin Zhao had scored a point, an audience applauded, and then the applause from the entire auditorium spread like a tide.
Lin Yifei took a breath, and slowly withdrew his sword.
Chris on the opposite side is slowly releasing the protective gear. His posture is slow but not flattering. I don't know how many victories it will take to create such a demeanor.
Lin Yifei took a deep breath, raised his head, and let the sweat flow down his cheeks. He didn't want to take off his armor, because he knew that once he took it off, even if he put it on again, it wouldn't necessarily be Chris standing opposite him.
The two shook hands, but only for two seconds, Lin Yifei's fingers were strangled by the other party, and it was painful.
When the show ended, Lin Yifei turned around and left. He had no joy in victory. Winning or losing means separation.
Lin Yifei walked out of the competition field. The short passage of more than ten meters made him feel as long as a lifetime.
Many years later, Chris put his arms around Lin Yifei and whispered in his ear, with a bit of grievance in his cool voice, "That day, the back view of you when you left was so chic that people want to hold on tightly."
Walking into the bathroom, Lin Yifei closed the door of the cubicle, and he could still feel Chris' strength with his fingers.
Half an hour later, the competition for the runner-up and third place will begin. Chris will face Keane of the Netherlands, and Lin Yifei knows the result without having to watch it.
He never thought that he could win, in every international competition before rebirth, Lin Yifei lost to Chris, and then the two of them would sit in front of the TV, eating pizza and drinking Coke, and Chris would analyze for him why lose.
When Lin Yifei managed to stabilize his emotions and opened the door of the cubicle, he saw Chris washing his face with water in front of the sink, and when he looked up, he saw Lin Yifei in the mirror.
His eyes were a little red, and he stood there stupidly looking at Chris's back.
Chris didn't look back, but just raised the corners of his lips in front of the mirror, that kind of indifferent and almost pampering smile instantly soothed the hidden pain in Lin Yifei's heart.
When Chris and Keane competed for the runner-up, Lin Yifei was sitting in the auditorium, and he could already watch with a calm mind.
This year's World Junior Fencing Championships ended, Lin Yifei smiled brightly on the podium, not because he was the tallest, but because Chris was standing beside him.
After the awards ceremony, Lin Yifei was naturally surrounded by reporters. Although he had seen this scene many times before his rebirth, the protagonist was Chris. Most of the time, that guy would be sullen, but he would never put his head down and let the spotlight ravage his handsome face, but he would rush out of the encirclement and throw all the problems to the coach when he got the chance. At this moment, Lin Yifei really wanted to do the same, but unfortunately he didn't have Chris' courage.
The reporter's questions mainly focused on his development direction. For example, does he have any plans to enter the professional fencing world, will he participate in the national qualifying competition next year and various round-robin competitions and so on.
Chelsea's appearance saved his life. Lin Yifei's bewilderment made the media unable to get the answers they wanted, but Chelsea was able to answer all key questions in an orderly manner. He was like Lin Yifei's guardian, protecting him behind him. After more than half an hour, they went outside the fencing hall to meet Lin Yifei's relatives and friends.
At this time, Chris had just walked back to the hotel, and took out his mobile phone and saw a text message from Mr. Osborne: Citigroup and Merrill Lynch had lost money for four consecutive quarters, and the assets of the Taylor family had shrunk. They may have taken action recently, so be careful.
Chris deletes the text message and opens his laptop to check today's financial news, frowning thoughtfully.
This night, Lin Yifei could enjoy the victory to his heart's content, and the whole Chinatown was boiling. Many people came to the door of Chen Linji to take a look at Lin Yifei, but Lin Yifei didn't go home. For some reason, what he wanted most was peace. Away from the hustle and bustle, Lin Yifei sat in a McDonald's wearing a sun hat with the brim lowered, with a glass of Coke in front of him. His phone was about to explode, from his parents, Catherine, and other classmates. Seeing that he didn't answer the phone, everyone sent text messages instead. The thinking of the parents is relatively simple. Lin Yifei just replied that there are still many things to deal with after the game, so the parents stopped calling.
The rest are short messages of congratulations. Another one was from Rex. This guy should have returned to Milan. His short message was short, but Lin Yifei couldn't help smiling.
Congratulations on winning the championship and see you at the World Championships.
Someone sat down beside him and looked at him with his head propped up, "Are you used to hiding in fast food restaurants after victory?"
The warm voice and slightly teasing tone made people tremble.
Lin Yifei turned his head and saw Kevin Phil.
"What? I wonder how I found you?" Kevin reached out and pressed the brim of Lin Yifei's hat, "I called you as soon as I walked out of the studio. It looks more like you."
"So you come over and take a look, and then it's really a windfall."
"There was a time when I was surrounded by the media. At that time, what I wanted most was to be alone and taste the joy of victory. But I don't think you are happy."
Sometimes Lin Yifei is a little afraid of Kevin, he can always easily see through other people's thoughts, but when others feel that they will be hurt, he can be gentle and tolerant.
Lin Yifei didn't need to say anything, Kevin already knew the answer.
"You don't know how jealous I am of Chris Osborne. Even though we're far apart, nothing seems to separate you two." Kevin smiled, picked up Lin Yifei's Coke, and took his hand, "Go, in two days I’m going back to the UK one day, so you can take a stroll with me.”
"Okay." Although Kevin's behavior was a bit compulsive, Lin Yifei not only didn't hate it, but also felt a little guilty.
In fact, there is no place for the two of them to go. I didn’t expect that Kevin, who has such a princely temperament, would take him to the "Carnival", where he bought hundreds of dollars in game coins, and frantically played silly games, such as beating cockroaches. , For Speed, and some fighting games.
Lin Yifei played very nervously. On the contrary, his partner Kevin always looked like an old god, and manipulated his wrists flexibly. Of course, he would not tell Lin Yifei that he often played with Reid in places similar to "Carnival" to crazy. Soon, Lin Yifei's character was surrounded by zombies, and Kevin rushed to the rescue without haste.
After playing this game for more than an hour, Lin Yifei let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Kevin who was beside him. Only then did he realize that Kevin had been looking at him.
"I won a lot of game coins, what should I drink?"
"Okay, Coke!"
Kevin smiled, he already knew Lin Yifei's preferences, junk food and carbonated drinks, it is estimated that this boy would still be so childish even in his 30s or 40s.
The two played like crazy for a long time. That cup of Coke played a role, Lin Yifei had to go to the toilet to solve it. The whole carnival was still noisy, and Kevin stood waiting for him at the door of the toilet, looking calm and peaceful in the dim lights.
Lin Yifei's mind also relaxed. There were only two people in the bathroom, one was wearing a sun hat, he looked twenty, five or six years old, his ears were pierced, and he was wearing a washed-out T-shirt. The other person was relieved, and when he lowered his head, there was a snake tattoo on his neck, Lin Yifei felt embarrassed to continue to look at it.
After the "water release" was over, Lin Yifei was about to walk out of the bathroom when someone strangled him suddenly from behind, his mouth and nose were covered with a wet handkerchief, Lin Yifei was horrified, what happened
He kicked, and the guy with the python tattoo grabbed Lin Yifei's legs, and the two carried him into the compartment together.
Lin Yifei looked at these two people and desperately held his breath, he knew what was on the handkerchief. But even if he didn't breathe, he couldn't bear it for long, and soon became unconscious and passed out.
Kevin felt that Lin Yifei had been in there for a while, so he followed in, but he didn't see anyone.
"Lin? Where are you?" Kevin knocked on the door.
"What are you knocking! No one is allowed to use the toilet!"
"Ah... I'm sorry." Kevin was a little puzzled, he was just outside the bathroom, if Lin Yifei went out, how could he not see it
Taking out his mobile phone, he dialed Lin Yifei's number, but unexpectedly, a bell rang from the closed door.
At this moment, Lin Yifei had passed out, and the two kidnappers froze there, wondering if they should touch the phone in Lin Yifei's pocket. The one in the sun hat took out the phone and turned it off, and deliberately put it to his mouth to talk.
"Don't talk, don't talk! I'll go back and talk to you about this in a while!"
"Okay, that's it, see you at the real estate agent!"
And there was a busy tone from Kevin's phone, and his originally warm facial features were instantly frosted.
"Oh... I really don't know where I went." There was a helpless tone on her mouth, but there was no expression on her face. Kevin walked out of the bathroom, folded his arms against the wall, and turned his head to look at the entrance of the bathroom.
He has a charming demeanor, even in the noisy playground, he has attracted the attention of many people.
The guy in the bathroom seemed unsure if Kevin had left, and a full forty minutes later, a guy in a sun hat walked out with a huge suitcase.
If it wasn't because of Lin Yifei's disappearance, maybe I would have joked that there are still people in this era who use this kind of suitcase that can put everyone in it
Kevin snorted softly, followed behind him, and then put his shoulders on his shoulders.
"Your suitcase seems to be very heavy, do you want me to help you?"
The sun hat was stunned, and refused coldly: "No need."
Kevin smiled, looking friendly and harmless, "If we waste any more time, wouldn't the people in the box be suffocated?"
"I don't understand what you mean." The other party already gritted his teeth.
A hand was placed on Kevin's shoulder, and the voice behind him was very low, with a hint of threat.
"Sir, if there is something, we might as well go aside and talk."
"No need." As soon as Kevin's words fell, he turned around suddenly, pressed the hand on his shoulder with one hand, and twisted it. The guy let out a low growl in pain, and Kevin clasped his arm, Kicking his stomach, the man clutched his stomach, sweating coldly.
Kevin turned around, pressed his knuckles, and made a knocking sound.
At this moment in the carnival, apart from the sound of the game console, the other players seemed to put down the games in their hands and look at the accident. Some people have already left the scene quickly, and some people still stay on the sidelines. This is the current young American, who does not understand what danger is, and only pursues excitement.
The sun hat gritted his teeth, and at some point a dagger appeared in his hand. They didn't expect things to be so complicated. They thought that this seemingly gentle young man in front of them should be easy to deal with. If their plan really failed, they would beat him unconscious. They didn't expect this guy to be a powerful character.
Before the sun hat could make a move, Kevin suddenly strode over, chopping off the opponent's dagger with a knife in his hand, twisting the opponent's shoulder and hitting the wall.
At this time, the carnival's security guards had already rushed over, pushing through the crowd to get in. The two guys panicked and tried to escape through the crowd.
Kevin didn't have time to take care of them at all, he directly opened the zipper of the suitcase, and saw Lin Yifei curled up and sealed inside, his mouth was sealed with a tape, and his hands were tied on his calves. Without further ado, Kevin quickly carried him out, tore off the tape and untied the rope. Fortunately, he just passed out. Kevin's fingers stroked the marks on his wrist where the rope had strangled him, and he frowned.
"His hands are for holding a sword."
The sun hat got caught by the security and the other guy got away.
Kevin sent Lin Yifei to the hospital, and then made a phone call to the Lin family. The police also came. After all, Lin Yifei was kidnapped just after winning the World Junior Fencing Championship today, which is really unimaginable.
Sun Hat told them that someone had hired them to kidnap Lin Yifei, and also revealed who the other accomplice was.
Lin's father and Lin's mother couldn't figure out how their son was kidnapped. Although the championship bonus of the youth championship is 30,000 US dollars, it is a lot of money, but for kidnappers, for 30,000 US dollars to go Kidnapping an underage boy is simply unreasonable. The police even began to consider racial discrimination. An Asian teenager defeated a native American player, and some radical racial elements might be displeased, although this reason is far-fetched.
Kevin described the scene to the police. When everyone thought the kidnapping was inexplicable, Kevin vaguely understood the reason for the kidnapping.
At half past twelve in the evening, Kevin left the police station. Lin Yifei's parents specially called to thank him. If it wasn't for Kevin, Lin Yifei would not know where he is now.
Kevin patiently finished talking with Lin's mother on the phone, stopped a taxi at the door, and went to the hotel where the American athletes of the championship lived.
He rang the doorbell of a senior suite, and someone opened the door ten seconds later.