Supremely Talented Tyrant

"I see your mom's head, son of a bitch, you dare call me crazy?" Jiang Yutong was completely enraged, exploding in fury on the spot.

"Auntie, look at this, first she's having wild thoughts, now she's suddenly irritable and quick to anger, I think we're pretty much on the mark here, you better hurry up about it," Hao Jian said alarmingly.

At this moment, the aunt couldn't help but turn to look at Jiang Yutong, her gaze somewhat peculiar.

"Mom, you don't seriously believe what he's saying, do you?" Jiang Yutong looked at her mother in shock.

The aunt didn't speak, instead turning her head towards Hao Jian: "Er, Teacher Hao Jian, I wonder if you understand psychology?"

Jiang Yutong covered her face and sighed in despair, it was over, her mom had completely been swayed by this bastard.

"That's not my strong suit, though I do have a little understanding of it, but then again, she dislikes me so much, I doubt she would cooperate with my treatment. You might as well find someone more capable!"

"No no no, I will make sure she cooperates with you. If she doesn't, just tell me, and see if I don't beat her to death!" the aunt said fiercely.

"Mom! Are you really my mother?" Jiang Yutong was on the verge of tears.

"Shut up!"

"With that said, I'm relieved. Jiang Yutong, I hope we can get along well in the future. Hey, where are you going? Hey, what are you doing with that kitchen knife? Hey hey hey."

Hao Jian took to his heels and ran.

"Slow down, or I'll chop off your legs!"

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The next day, as soon as Hao Jian got up, he saw a man standing at his door.

"Zhou Zixiong, what brings you here?" Hao Jian asked in surprise, but the clever him immediately guessed something and furrowed his brow, "Has something happened?"

Zhou Zixiong nodded with an ugly expression: "Zhang Zicong went to the group to threaten the president, demanding him to sell the Shu Ya Group."

"Zhang Zicong? Impossible, Shu Ya wouldn't be scared of such trash, would they?" Hao Jian chuckled.

Zhou Zixiong forced a smile: "If it were just Zhang Zicong, of course the president wouldn't be afraid. The problem is that Zhang Zicong also brought along Ouyang Family's young master, Ouyang Shaohua, the junior head of Tianhong Enterprise. Tianhong Enterprise has substantial influence domestically, and Ouyang Shaohua, encouraged by Zhang Zicong, plans to maliciously acquire Shu Ya Group.

With their financial and material resources, it wouldn't be difficult for them to do so."

Hearing this, Hao Jian also fell silent, chin in hand, contemplating: "Ouyang Shaohua."

He naturally knew Ouyang Shaohua was the prodigal son he had tricked in the bar that night, but what he hadn't expected was for Ouyang Shaohua to reach out towards Shu Ya.

"Mr. Hao, did you really break up with the president?" Zhou Zixiong asked anxiously.

Hao Jian smiled wryly and nodded: "I indeed have broken up with her." Discover stories with My Virtual Library Empire

"Ah," Zhou Zixiong sighed, puzzled. "Why would you break up just like that, the two of you were such a good match."

Zhou Zixiong had intended to continue, but seeing Hao Jian looking at him with a grin, he realized something and quickly shut up.

"The president is too proud to come to find you, and won't let others do it either, so I had to sneak over. If you don't take action, the group will certainly fall into Ouyang Shaohua's hands this time. Mr.

Hao, no matter what the situation is between you and the president, I hope you can help the group out, considering our past collaboration!" Zhou Zixiong earnestly pleaded, now Hao Jian was the only one who could help Shu Ya.

"Go back, I'm aware of the situation now. Ouyang Shaohua won't get what he wants," Hao Jian said indifferently, expressionless.

Zhou Zixiong immediately showed excitement and then bowed deeply to Hao Jian: "Thank you!"

Afterwards, Zhou Zixiong didn't say more and turned to leave, knowing that since Hao Jian had promised to help, he definitely would.

"Ouyang Shaohua. How interesting!" A cold smirk crossed Hao Jian's lips as he headed to the basketball court.

The game between Harvard University and Chinese Medicine Hospital was over; now it was time for the sports competition.

Basketball was an unavoidable contest, as the old saying goes: "Strong youth leads to a strong country," which naturally includes physical strength. Only those who excel both in academics and athletics are truly talented.

But when it comes to basketball, Huaxia people are inherently at a disadvantage compared to Westerners because of the different body structures. An eighteen-year-old black kid could take on three adult Huaxia men, but a young Huaxia man would definitely not be able to handle three Western hulks.

So, when the players from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital saw those tall, imposing black and white players from Harvard University, they lost half of their morale even before the game started.

Every one of Harvard's players was over one meter ninety tall, with robust physiques and strong, muscular bodies. In contrast, the players from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital looked like a bunch of irregularly shaped melons and cracked jujubes.

"How are we supposed to play this? We're definitely going to lose."

"Dammit, Harvard University is clearly bullying us. Why don't they play badminton or table tennis with us? We'd beat them easily in minutes."

The students from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine were also not optimistic about their basketball team.

"Coach, you're here?" Seeing Hao Jian approaching, Giggs hurried over to greet him obsequiously, looking like quite the sycophant.

Seeing how Giggs behaved, Harvard University's students couldn't help but be taken aback. Could you be any more bootlicking? Then they turned their heads away, deciding to ignore it altogether.

"Hmm." Hao Jian cast his gaze onto the court, expressionless.

Giggs's eyes suddenly shifted, "Well, teacher, why don't we switch to a different game? I'm sick of basketball after all this back and forth. How about we try something more interesting?"

The reason Giggs had chosen basketball earlier was indeed to exploit their strength against Chinese Medicine Hospital's weakness, and then, after Chinese Medicine Hospital's defeat, to thoroughly humiliate them.

But now he had taken Hao Jian as his master and naturally didn't dare to continue with such plans.

"No need, if they can't withstand even this test, it just shows that they're worthless. They've got no one to blame but themselves." Hao Jian said indifferently. He was just like that, kind when it was time to be kind, strict when it was time to be strict.@@novelbin@@

"Easy for you to say. After all, it's not you who's going to be embarrassed!" Wang Zhigang couldn't stand Hao Jian's posturing and couldn't help but interject.

Hao Jian looked at Wang Zhigang with a cold smile, "Does Director Wang think our school's students are bound to lose?"

"Isn't that obvious? Just look at the height difference, it's clear." Wang Zhigang snorted and thought to himself: The more foolish and naive a person is, the more likely they believe they can win against such an opponent.

"Then how about we make a bet? If our school's students lose, I'll give you ten thousand yuan, but if they win, you give me ten thousand yuan?" Hao Jian proposed with a smirk.

"Another bet?" Wang Zhigang was dumbfounded, feeling reluctant to take the bet.

Because those who bet with Hao Jian always ended up badly.

"If you're too scared, forget it. Teacher Qin, I told you Wang Zhigang has the guts of a mouse and you didn't believe me, now do you see?" Hao Jian taunted deliberately.

Qin Bing was stunned. What did this have to do with her? Why was she being dragged into this?

Qin Bing didn't know what was going on, but Hao Jian knew. It was because he had been close with Qin Bing that Wang Zhigang was always hostile towards him.

During the time he was close with Qin Bing, every time Wang Zhigang saw him, he would glare at him and mock him.

Furthermore, that fatty had clearly impure motives when looking at Qin Bing, always trying to curry favor with her when there was no need.

"Who said I'm scared? I'll take you up on that bet!" Wang Zhigang, provoked by Hao Jian's taunt, was instantly infuriated. He couldn't be seen as inferior in front of Qin Bing.

"Great, let's have the other teachers bear witness then," Hao Jian said, turning towards the other teachers.

"Sure thing," all the teachers laughed heartily.

"Zack, don't hold back when you get on the court, try to make sure the opponents don't score a single basket!" Inside the locker room, Benjamin instructed a tall black player.

The tall black player Zack replied in English, "Don't worry, Benjamin, I can beat these rookies with my eyes closed!"

Zack was the captain of the Harvard University basketball team and was said to have been scouted by an NBA team, planning to make his move into the NBA after graduation. His capabilities were naturally not in question.

"Also," Benjamin said, with a sly and sinister smile, "among those you're going up against is a guy named Luo Tong, he's Hao Jian's student. When you get on the court, find a way to cripple him."

"Ah?" Zack was flabbergasted, "But wouldn't that be against the rules? I might get ejected from the game."

"Don't worry, have you forgotten the Huaxia people's worst quality? That is, they harm each other for their own benefit. I've already given a handsome reward to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital teacher who will be refereeing, he'll side with you on the court," Benjamin said with a sly chuckle. After all, to him, money was just a number; he really didn't care about it.

"All right, I'll get revenge for you on the court!" Zack also cracked a malicious grin.

"Nervous?" Before going on the court, Hao Jian also had a talk with Luo Tong and the others.

"Nervous!" Luo Tong and Zhang Jia said with bitter smiles. There was no choice but to laugh; the opposing team had a future NBA professional player, so it was only natural to feel nervous.

"Nervous my ass! You've got me!" Hao Jian shouted.

"Teacher, you can't play," Luo Tong kindly reminded him. This was a contest between students; teachers were not allowed to participate.

"Though I can't be on the court, I can still command. As long as you follow my orders, we're definitely going to win!" Hao Jian said confidently.

Luo Tong and the others looked at each other in disbelief, then said dubiously, "Teacher, are you serious? You're not just joking with us, right?"

Winning a game through commands alone presupposed that both teams' strengths were comparable. With such a disparity in their strengths, how could they possibly win?

"I'm just asking you, do you believe in me?" Hao Jian cut to the chase.

Luo Tong and the others hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Go on, then. Let those black guys know that it's not only Westerners who can play great basketball!" Hao Jian said.

"Roar!"

Luo Tong and the others let out a collective roar.

On the court, all five players were brimming with fighting spirit.

Zack and his teammates were dumbfounded, unsure what had gotten into these guys. They had seemed downcast just before, but now they were as pumped up as if they were on fire.

Zack and his team naturally didn't know that Luo Tong and the others' confidence came from Hao Jian.

They were nearly blind in their worship of Hao Jian now; if Hao Jian said they could win, then they were certain they could win.