Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 907 - 643: Investment and Speculation_2

"There's no need to worry about funding. If you have an idea in this area, I can invest 20 million first to test the waters."

Link said calmly.

Although most of his funds were invested in JD.com, which was still developing, and Tencent, which had already gone public, he still had over five million US dollars on hand.

Part of it was from betting gains, part from album royalties and ringtone revenue sharing, and another part from boxing match bonuses. Initially, each match awarded only tens of thousands of dollars; his match against Shinsoji Temple for the Intercontinental Boxing King title had a 500,000-dollar prize.

So 20 million was not a significant amount to him.

"20 million?"

Lin Zhilin looked at him seriously. "Aren't you worried I'll lose it all? Many people call me a vase—they mean I only have looks and not much intelligence."

Link gently shook his head. Of course, the investment wouldn't be handed directly to Lin Zhilin; he would use Golden Shell Investments to hold shares in the company and would send people to oversee it. That's why he wasn't concerned about people running off with the money.

Link also looked at Lin Zhilin across from him, meeting her gaze. "Are you a vase? If you were merely a pretty vase, I wouldn't have said so much to you. I believe you're a capable woman; that's why I entertained the idea of cooperation. I hope I haven't misjudged."

Lin Zhilin bit her lower lip, her bright eyes gazing at him tenderly, with a lingering softness in her expression.

"Mr. Link, you're truly a frightening man."

"Frightening?"

"Yes. You don't just possess an irresistibly handsome appearance but also a heart that makes women succumb. Any woman who gets close to you ultimately can't help but fall for you, devote themselves to you, perhaps even willingly offer their soul to you. Isn't that terrifying?"

Lin Zhilin said while staring at him.

"If it's willing, then why is it terrifying?"

"That's precisely what's most terrifying. For my own safety, it looks like I'll have to keep reminding myself not to foolishly fall in love with you or give you my soul when interacting with you. If I fail, the consequences will surely be miserable."

Lin Zhilin said softly, her gaze and smile melting into vulnerability.

Link chuckled lightly. After dating dozens of girlfriends, he had gained a certain amount of insight regarding women. In his view, relationships with women were most solid when based on mutual interests, then reputation, followed by physical attraction, and lastly love.

Thus, he never lost himself in women's sweet words but instead wove intricate cages of interests to make them willingly stay inside.

"So, are you planning on agreeing to our cooperation?"

Link asked.

"Hmm, I need to think carefully about it. Is that alright?"

Lin Zhilin folded her hands, a pleading expression appearing on her charming face.

"Of course. This is a sudden proposal, the idea is still maturing. If you refuse, I'd understand—what matters is that we remain friends."

Link said, holding up his wine glass.

"Certainly!"

Lin Zhilin smiled faintly and clinked her wine glass with his.

They spent the next moments focusing on their meal and tasting wine. Lin Zhilin spoke about French cuisine and red wine. She recalled her time studying at the University of Toronto, where she was surrounded by numerous French immigrants and French restaurants, and thus gained a bit of knowledge in this area.

Link, who had lived in Paris, had experience with Parisian lovers and French children, giving him more understanding in this domain than Lin Zhilin.

Their conversation flowed smoothly and enjoyably.

Later, Lin Zhilin uttered a few words in French. Link seamlessly responded, prompting her to gaze at him with the demeanor of someone looking at a deity. She hadn't expected him to know French, nor that he could speak it so fluently.

Lin Zhilin asked how he managed to master sports, music, piano, languages, and other fields so thoroughly—it was truly unbelievable.

Link merely said it was necessary for his job.

After finishing their French meal, the two sat in the living room, drinking and chatting.

After a few glasses of red wine, Lin Zhilin's cheeks turned crimson, as if brushed with rouge. Her fragrance became more alluring.

As soft music flowed from the sound system, Lin Zhilin stood up, reached out her hand, and asked him to dance.

Link embraced her slender, supple waist, dancing lightly in the living room.

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They danced harmoniously, their bodily temperatures conveying emotions. Their breath, tinged with red wine, grew heavier.

At the crescendo of the piano piece, their lips met.

Link gently lifted her long legs onto the still-uncleared dining table. As the piano piece reached its most passionate moment, he tore through the packaging with energy and indulged in this delicacy from Taiwan Island.

——

While Link was enjoying the Taiwanese delicacy in his secret apartment, news from Las Vegas spread to major media outlets across the United States, and then further disseminated by the press to the rest of the world.

The news revolved around comments made by "Ring Magazine," stating that Link's professional boxing record of ten wins, ten KOs in ten matches was primarily due to the relatively lower level of boxing talent in Asia.

According to the comments, if faced with European or American boxers, Link would not be able to achieve such a feat.

Upon reading these remarks, Link declared he would make a bet with "Ring Magazine." He staked one million US dollars, wagering that if he maintained his record of first-round KOs while challenging opponents in the European and American arenas, Ring Magazine would donate one million dollars to the International Red Cross.

If he lost, he would donate one million dollars.

Numerous media outlets reported the news, instantly drawing widespread attention from global media.

Link was a relatively famous figure in the sports world. Although he didn't rival the fame of stars in the soccer or basketball scenes, he held considerable prestige within competitive sports circles, especially with his recent professional matches drawing significant interest.