Chapter 45: Easy come, easy go.

Qin Qianyu entered the ring. She removed the cloak showing off her slender yet athletic body in her newly acquired bodysuit.

She took her ponytail and tied into a bun and secured it with the Silver Phoenix Talon.

She learnt from Grandpa Wú that her odds were set at 33/1 meaning for every 1 yuan bet, if she won, she'd get 33 yuan in return.

With the extra 100 million she got from Song Yu as compensation she had Grandpa Wú bet it, along with her own 150 million on her to win.

Betting 250 million would net her a cool 8 billion yuan.

However to get that, she'll have to fight and win against 10 other opponents and win the tournament.

The first 5 fights were hardly a workout for her, but she wasn't arrogant about it. Grandpa Wú advised her between each fight, but it was more of her reflecting on what she had noticed from her opponents, like their openings, feints, tricks and so on in order to build upon the fundamentals she knew and understanding of martial arts in general.

"Most of them leave openings to draw their opponents in and lure them into a set trap, however, the way these guys are doing it is far too deliberate. They think they've left an easy opening to recover from, but by doing it like so, allows for several other flaws to show and me to take advantage of."

"Mhm, good! What else?"

"Most of those feints were really sloppy and easily read. The human body can only pivot and move in a certain way, not understanding ones own body is like fishing off a charted boat with a shoe lace. It does nothing and you achieve nothing."

"As for the tricks, if this were the streets then yeah, maybe? But if you solely rely on them in a fighting environment like this, it'll be better to become a magician."

Grandpa Wú nodded, he started thinking how, if she could come up with an in depth analysis and countermeasures from this sham of an arena, what could she gain from a top notch one like Fenghuang.

Grandpa Wú was still complaining in his heart for being here. To him, Qin Qianyu fighting here in this arena was akin to an Olympic swimmer racing in a paddlers pool.

The next 5 fights all followed suit. She beat them all and won all her fights without a hitch, only expending as much energy she would if she went for a light jog.

"She beat them all! And here I was ready to send you over to her, luckily I didn't, you'd still be in air over this city before she finished the 9th fight!"

Wen Wú Ling exclaimed as they watched her win the tournament.

Wen Wú Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

Throughout it all he was keeping an eye on her leg. Every step, dodge, squat, slide, kick that she made, caused his heart to beat 1000 fold, it would only stop when she rested between bouts but as soon as she stepped into the ring it became hard and heavy again.

The streaming ended and he just sat there lost in thought and very soon his eyes grew heavy.

He nodded off to sleep.

The anxiety that had kept Wen Wú Ting on edge the entire time finally abated, giving his tired mind and equally tired body much needed rest.

Wen Wú Ling picked up his legs and laid him out straight on the couch. She huffed as she covered him with a blanket before heading to her own room happily for both her brother and Qin Qianyu.

Back in the capital, Qin Qianyu checked her account to find just over 8 billion yuan sitting there smiling at her as she smiled at it.

Grandpa Wú suggested they stay the night in the capital since it was so late and Qin Qianyu agreed.

"Glad you brought it up. Now that my account has ballooned somewhat, I'll start doing some business while we're here."

"That's fine, I actually have some things to do tomorrow seeing that we're here now, so I may as well get them out of the way. I'll send for Lin Xie and the boys to come over. We can book a conference room at the hotel for you to use also."

"Sounds like a plan, hehe, shell we go and eat then?"

"Sure, why not."

Qin Qianyu had slipped on a pair of jeans and a coat to hide the bodysuit. The pair then set out from the arena to the city's night market for some quality street food.

Two hours later the pair where back on the road again and heading to a 5 star hotel that Grandpa Wú knew of.

When the pair checked in at the front desk, Grandpa Wú booked three rooms.

A room for each of them and a conference room for Qin Qianyu to hold her meetings.

The conference room came fully loaded with computers, a projector, printer and so on which Qin Qianyu found handy.

With all the things she wanted to do, she had the sense to draw up confidentiality contracts for the people she'll be dealing with.

This was to safeguard her as she's only 15 as well as to keep that side of things and her personal life seperate until she becomes an adult.

She had written many confidentiality contracts because of the nature of her work demanded it from her former life. So throwing together one for the people she wanted to meet up with the next day wouldn't be too much of a hassle.

Grandpa Wú went to retire for the night leaving Qin Qianyu to her thoughts and plans. She lay on her bed and started tapping away on her phone.

She started sending various messages in the middle of the night.

Her first message went to the guys at Tek Tech asking to meet with her tomorrow at the hotel she was staying at to discuss investments.

Qin Qianyu now had enough money to invest in Tek Tech and the sensor.

Her next one was to Sunset Realestate asking for Mr Sun's assistance once again.

She did this for several reasons. One was because she wanted to buy several more of the properties close to her new home and have them as equitable assets for her family.

The other, she was looking for offices and buildings for sale to turn into her factory and store where she would make her watered down versions of all her medical and health products and eventually the medications she had made for the Song family in her former life, to onsell to the general public.

Her next message was to the contracting firm that Sunset had recommended.

She could finalise all of the details for the renovations she wanted for her home as well as the office space, factory and store and pay them all up front.

She also wanted to scheduled a meeting with Zhang Mi but all the information she found on him led to dead ends.

Qin Qianyu tried hard to remember what had happened to him after being made the Song family and Song Zhaoge's scapegoat but nothing came to mind.

She decided to push that thought to the back of her mind for now.

While Qin Qianyu was scheduling meetings with key people, another meeting was taking place inside a small mansion in the lower district.

This was Song Yu's home. He had won it in a bet at the battle arena. He was proud of this win because he saw it as a status symbol even if it was located in the lower district.

Many of his friends had homes here, they all dreamed of going to the next level, passing the boundaries of the lower district to where, A-list celebrities and true people of power lived.

It was like a whole other world.

And having a home worth around 10 million yuan in the lower district was a good way to start. This lower district could be said to be the doorway to that world, however others call it the doormat.

"How could this happen!? Who dares to offend my Song Family! Tell me!? . . Who was it that did this to you?"

A middle aged woman cried out indignantly. On the bed lay Song Yu, his hand in a brace and cast. Each finger looking like a small red and white sandwich.

"Mother calm down, don't worry about it, I've sent some people to investigate the matter. I'll have news for you shortly."

Song Zhaoge said as he tried to placate his mother. He looked to his younger brother with annoyance.

Song Yu saw this and shrunk into his bed,

"Besides that, I'll have to get that 100 million back somehow, or find a way to replace it soon or I'll be joining my little brother and that's if the punishment I'll receive is light."

"Of all things, why did you have to touch that money!? I told you to watch it and only take the interest. Do you know how hard it took me to gather that secretly!? If grandfather found out all of the shady things I did just to get that much you can say goodbye to living the life you've been living."

"Sorry! I was in a jam! I didn't think the bitch would actually have the nerve to ask me for compensation. She said she only wanted my spare change. I just didn't think that to her "spare change" held a different meaning."

"Sorry!? I've used so many of the Song family businesses, company's people and resources, I've pushed the blame and made them all my sacrifices just to get that piddly amount and all you have to say is sorry!? You know I needed that to invest in Vial! . . And worst still, I've already signed a damn good faith contract with them to be its sole investor and partner."

"I'll . . "

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

A man wearing a black suit walked into the room and bowed to Song Zhaoge.

"Mhm, what did you find out?"

"Little and a lot,"

"The hell is that supposed to mean!?"

Song Zihui yelled at the subordinate. Song Zhaoge calmed his mother down and had the man continue.

"She made 8 billion yuan tonight gambling on herself!"

"What!? . . "

All those that heard the report were in disbelief and shock. The Song brothers especially. That was because in a matter of hours, Qin Qianyu was able to make more money than all of their properties, businesses, and assets combined.

"We bribed a few people, to search for her and her vehicle but came up with nothing. We were able to backtrack from her altercation to when she arrived,"

"And!? . . "

"She didn't come from the main entrance like everyone else. She and the man next to her had ridden the private elevator reserved for the higher ups, special guests and those that held important positions around the country."

A little and a lot. Everyone understood the man's phrase now.

Although they could make conjectures and assumptions with the little information about her being in the elevator, it could also mean a lot, in particular, her background maybe super serious.

"Are you saying that she's an actual big shot!? I don't believe that a person like her exist in the capital and no one knows her!"

Song Zhaoge muttered, he was still thinking about the 8 billion Qin Qianyu won and how it should be his.

"It can't be!"

Song Yu exclaimed. He was feeling scared now, he had heard about the type of people that used that elevator.

He had been warned many times not to mess with people that used it because they were the sort of people you shouldn't offend if you like and enjoy living.

"No wonder she actually had the gall to say 100 million was nothing but spare change, to people like her, it actually is!"

Song Zhaoge and his mother looked to Song Yu looking confused. He explained why he said as much to them.

"Find out any and everything you can about her, but be careful just in case we've step on something we can't get out of."

"Brother no! Didn't you just hear what I said!? Even the ones known as Heavens chosen don't mess with them! We should stay as far away from her as possible!"

"Impossible! I need that damn money back! If it's only spare change to her, then it means she has so much of it, to her it's just a number."

Song Zhaoge paused his own thoughts then chuckled as he continued,

"Haha! So if money means nothing to her, then she may as well spend it on me!"

" . . . "

"I don't believe that she wouldn't fall for my great looks and charms, I'll be able to weasel that money she stole from you and maybe even more."

Song Zhaoge was now stuck in a delusion of his own making. He was already spending that 8 billion yuan because he truly believed that Qin Qianyu was already his and his alone.

"Well!? What are you waiting for!? You heard my son didn't you!? Go make it happen."

Song Zihui was riled up by her son's rhetoric monologue. She yelled hastily towards her son's subordinate.

She too was also spending that 8 billion yuan. She truly believed that her eldest son was that capable.

"As for you! Why can't you be as useful as Zhaoge, Hmm!? . . You and your father are exactly the same, maybe I should marry you into someone else's family like him too!"

"M . . Mother, Don't be hasty, I'll get all that money back, and set it up so brother and that woman can meet."

"Are you saying you're that capable even while laying here!? . . Don't bother and don't mess up your brothers plans, if you no longer wish to be a Song."

Song Zhaoge and his mother left the room and Song Yu laying there in anguish.

Meanwhile, Qin Qianyu was laying in her bed happy in thought.

She made a rough guesstimate of what she'll be spending that money on and soon realised that in all likelihood, she'll be spending around 6-7 billion yuan in the morning.

"Well, as they say. Easy come, easy go."