Forcing Me to Be a Godly Tycoon, Right?
Chapter 247 - 150 Finally Held Her (Long - , Please Subscribe)

Although Shu Ran felt that Zhang Jingdong was a bit impulsive just now, Xu Jiang was clearly a tough character after all.

But seeing that Zhang Jingdong had already made a decision and his eyes were filled with determination, she subconsciously decided to support Zhang Jingdong unconditionally.

So she smiled gently: "I believe in you, no matter what, I will stand by your side!"

Zhang Jingdong looked at Shu Ran’s expression at the moment and instantly felt a pleasant surprise: "What you just said really touched me, I would be even more moved if you could encourage me with some real actions!"

Shu Ran was stunned: "Real actions? What real actions?"

Zhang Jingdong struggled to hold back his laughter: "Like... giving me an encouraging hug."

"You..."

Shu Ran didn’t expect Zhang Jingdong to still be in the mood to tease her at this time, but soon she felt that Zhang Jingdong wasn’t joking, especially given that the guy opposite them was really tough to deal with.

Maybe... just encourage him a bit?

While Shu Ran was hesitating, Xu Jiang on the other side couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Hey... what are you doing, do you dare to play pool with me or not?"

As Zhang Jingdong saw that Shu Ran seemed moved but was interrupted by Xu Jiang, he turned his head somewhat speechlessly: "Old Deng, did you come here to provoke me just because my girlfriend is pretty?"

"Then do you know why you can’t find a girlfriend who is top in looks, figure, and temperament? It’s because you are too unromantic and lack observance!"

"Well, since you are so eager to embarrass yourself, then I’ll fulfill you, come on!"

Although Xu Jiang was scolded by Zhang Jingdong, firstly he felt guilty as Zhang Jingdong hit his true motive, and secondly, he usually bullies the weak and fears the strong, and Zhang Jingdong’s bold words made him believe that Zhang Jingdong was no ordinary rich second generation.

Thus, he didn’t dare to fight back strongly.

He just weakly said: "Wait till you lose the game, I’ll see if you can still talk so tough!"

"Lose?" Zhang Jingdong smiled and shook his head: "With you looking like this, I can give you 3 points and still won’t lose. Play 10 rounds, if you win even one round, you can consider it my loss!"

While Zhang Jingdong was bragging with his words, a thought crossed his mind: "I want a lucky draw!"

"Host has accumulated 140 points of goodwill from the target, meeting the conditions for a lucky draw. Ready for the draw!"

"Would the host like to start the lucky draw?"

"Yes!"

"Lucky draw starting..."

"Prize one: Michael Jordan’s basketball skills."

"Prize two: O’Sullivan’s billiards skills."

"Prize three: Tyson’s boxing skills."

"Host can only choose one."

Zhang Jingdong immediately said: "I choose prize two."

"Prize exchanged."

At this time, one of Xu Jiang’s underlings had set up the balls.

Xu Jiang extended his hand and said: "You break."

Zhang Jingdong deliberately put on a smug face: "Are you sure? If I break, there might be nothing left for you to do!"

Xu Jiang was calm: "I’ve seen too many kids who talk tough but play weak like you, so don’t waste your breath bragging here, it’s useless!"

"Indeed, an old bird like you has seen through me, well then, I’ll just embarrass myself here then!"

Zhang Jingdong said with a mischievous smile as he approached the front of the pool table.

He first executed a powerful break, directly pocketing two striped balls.

Then followed by four consecutive explosive shots, still pocketing each ball.

At this moment, the onlookers around were all stunned!

Because every shot Zhang Jingdong made seemed like it was a fluke, seemingly purely believing in the simple philosophy "great force brings miracles," yet he somehow managed to pocket the balls every time.

It was incredibly unbelievable!

Xu Jiang was also a bit dumbfounded at this point because Zhang Jingdong was playing in a devilish way.

You’d say he can play, but every shot was a powerful break, blindly hitting, but if you said he can’t play, he now only had two balls left to win!

Xu Jiang had never encountered such a young person with both tough talk and tough play, subconsciously feeling insecure, he could only silently pray that the next shot would not go in.

Meanwhile, Shu Ran was surprised but also somewhat perplexed.

Surprised that Zhang Jingdong could withstand the pressure against such a tough opponent and play such a stunning performance.

What she couldn’t understand was that the way Zhang Jingdong used the cue now was almost completely different from what he taught her earlier, seemingly using no technique at all, purely relying on luck.

But as she managed to train both badminton and dance to a professional level, she also felt that Zhang Jingdong might have reached such a high level that he could be so whimsical, just like the top dancers who can amaze everyone with a casual jump.

Then under the gaze of everyone on the scene, Zhang Jingdong executed another violent break.

One could only see that after a violent collision from the cue ball, the No.1 striped ball was almost smashed into the bottom pocket.

Now, Zhang Jingdong had only the black 8 ball left!

He approached behind the cue ball, casually positioned the cue, then turned his head to Xu Jiang: "Sorry, I win..."

Saying this, he still did not look at the pool table, his left hand suddenly exerted force.

The cue ball shot out rapidly, hitting the black 8 accurately, then stopped right in place, while the black 8 almost flew into the left middle pocket.

If Zhang Jingdong’s previous powerful shots could be explained by luck, this shot completely exposed his real strength.