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Chapter 1138 - 1137

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Wang Xiangqian said the Yecheng Team was bound to lose, and then coincidentally they conceded a goal. Wang Xiangqian burst into a gleeful laugh, which immediately irked the skinny guy next door.

The skinny guy was already in a bad mood as his hometown team lost a goal, and now there was someone mocking them, he couldn't stand it!

Slam!

The skinny guy slammed the beer bottle heavily on the table, turned his head, and yelled at Wang Xiangqian, "Hey, what did you just say!"

This startled everyone in the restaurant, and they all looked over.

Wang Xiangqian was also taken aback. Seeing the skinny guy staring at him, Wang Xiangqian was a bit bewildered, "Are you talking to me?"

The skinny guy angrily said, "Who else would I be talking to, you're the one yapping away here, aren't you annoying!"

Wang Xiangqian furrowed his brow, "What's the matter? What did I say?"

The skinny guy retorted, "Don't you know what you said!"

The skinny guy's girlfriend Yu Feng saw this and quickly tugged at the skinny guy's sleeve, advising, "What's wrong with you, let it be, don't argue."

The skinny guy ignored Yu Feng's advice, pointed at Wang Xiangqian and said, "What did you just say about the Yecheng Team? I'm from Yecheng, dare you say it again?"

Turns out his words hurt this guy's self-esteem, but Wang Xiangqian didn't want to argue with him, and chuckled, "Oh, sorry, didn't know you were from Yecheng. I won't say it anymore, no need to be upset, buddy."

The skinny guy was still furious and didn't intend to pause, complaining, "What's with you, are you polite, seriously? Why randomly trash talk other people's team? If you're so capable, go play yourself, seriously. If I said your Yun City Team sucks, you'd be upset too, right? Yun City Team is such garbage, do you have the right to trash our Yecheng Team?"

Wang Xiangqian replied, "Buddy, enough already, I already said sorry to you."

The skinny guy immediately said, "See, you're flustered. As soon as I mention Yun City Team, you get worked up. Am I wrong? You can talk about others, but you can't take it when others talk about you!"

Wang Xiangqian sighed, "What am I getting worked up over?"

The skinny guy said, "Still claiming you're not worked up. I ask you, Yun City Team is garbage, it's the worst team in the Xia Super League, are you convinced? I'm just asking if you're convinced, just answer me."

At this moment, the TV erupted in excitement, as Yecheng Team conceded another goal.

Wang Xiangqian was indeed frustrated with this skinny guy. He had his own reasons; he believed, as a fan, he was entitled to comment on a team's performance. He wasn't defaming anyone, just objectively evaluating.

And upon knowing the other party was from Yecheng, hurting their feelings, he expressed his apology, and the issue should have been resolved.

But the other party's incessant chatter was really annoying.

Seeing Yecheng Team concede another goal, Wang Xiangqian couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Maybe I predicted wrong, this looks like a 4-goal losing streak."

"You damn!"

The skinny guy roared in anger.

His hometown team conceded another goal, his heart was shattered, and Wang Xiangqian actually dared to mock them, he couldn't tolerate it!

"Apologize, damn it, apologize to me!" The skinny guy pointed at Wang Xiangqian and shouted.

Wang Xiangqian shrugged, "What should I apologize for? Is it because Yecheng Team lost? Why should I apologize, you make no sense."

The skinny guy said, "You need to apologize, or I won't be lenient with you!" π—³πš›πšŽπšŽπ˜„π•–π•“π•Ÿπ• πšŸπšŽπ•.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Wang Xiangqian said, "I honestly am a big question mark here, buddy, if you're sick, go see a neurologist at the hospital, I'm too lazy to argue, I've lost appetite for supper, boss, check please, I'm leaving!"

The boss, an honest man, came over to mediate, "Everyone calm down, there's no need to argue, it's just a soccer game, what's the big deal."

The boss couldn't comprehend why there was such a fuss, he didn't understand what was up with these fans. The players who play are getting paid, and no matter how poorly they play, their salaries are enough for getting by. Most people having supper here are just ordinary folks, like this skinny guy, don't know what the excitement is about.

The boss ran a street stall and had seen many fan arguments, he really couldn't understand the point. The soccer players earn money playing soccer; fans fighting doesn't make money.

It's as senseless as fans of celebrities bickering with each other.

Wang Xiangqian said speechlessly, "Boss, I didn't say anything, this person seems to have issues, forget it, can't afford to provoke him, but can't I just leave?"

Seeing this, the boss didn't force Wang Xiangqian. Wang Xiangqian leaving could prevent further conflict, and this pleased the boss. After all, their argument was affecting his business.

Unexpectedly, the skinny guy immediately jumped up and ran to block the doorway, "Thinking of leaving, not that easy. If you don't apologize tonight, if I don't quell this anger, you're not going anywhere!"

He immediately took out his phone and made a call, "Brother Chen, your junior ran into some trouble at Xingyun Restaurant, could you come by? Thanks a lot."

Wang Xiangqian was a bit alarmed seeing this, "Hey, what is this?"

The skinny guy sneered coldly, "I've called for backup, let's see how arrogant you can be. When my guys come, I'll teach you a lesson, let you learn a thing or two!"

Wang Xiangqian said, "What exactly do you want?"

The skinny guy said, "I told you, you need to apologize, kneel down and apologize, swear never to speak ill of Yecheng Team again, then maybe I'll let you go!"

Wang Xiangqian was fuming, "Nutcase!"

The skinny guy sneered, "You really won't, will you? Won't you cry later!"

Wang Xiangqian's colleagues were panicking.

"President Wang, you didn't provoke underground people, did you?"

"Oh no, did he call in his gangster buddies? What do we do now?"

"I don't want to get beaten up!"

The colleagues were petrified.

Wang Xiangqian was also nervous inside, but he couldn't lose his calm, after all, it was his trouble, but asking him to kneel down and apologize was impossible.

Wang Xiangqian hesitated for a moment and made a call to Lin Fan.

After making the call, Wang Xiangqian calmed down, and once Brother Fan said he'd come right over, he finally felt relieved. With Brother Fan around, there'd be no issue, he wouldn't be afraid of the other party.

Before Lin Fan arrived, the other party's people came first. It was a bit unexpected. It wasn't a group of fierce thugs, but rather two shirtless muscular men, looking not so scary.

Yet Lin Fan hadn't arrived, so Wang Xiangqian was still slightly concerned.

The other party demanded an apology from Wang Xiangqian, and Wang Xiangqian stubbornly refused.

The shirtless guys were displeased as Wang Xiangqian wasn't giving them face. After Brother Chen stepped in, and Wang Xiangqian didn't show face, it became a matter involving Brother Chen, not just the skinny guy.

"Hey, buddy, I advise you not to refuse a drink offered as a courtesy turning it into a penalty, I don't want to get rough, but if you force me, it'll be a different story." Brother Chen said sternly.

Wang Xiangqian replied, "What do you want me to say?"

Brother Chen said, "Just praise the Yecheng Team, make my buddy happy, and this will be over."

Wang Xiangqian said, "Sorry, I can't do that."

Brother Chen said, "How can you not, no matter how bad Yecheng Team is, it's not as trashy as Yun City Team, just say Yecheng Team is better than Yun City Team."

"Heh, Yun City Team trash? Sorry, I don't agree."

Just then, a voice echoed from outside, a young man walked in, Lin Fan had arrived.

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