I am out of control, I don't have a pattern

Chapter 72 This road is blocked

Small people have their own ways. On the same day, Hou Taiji heard the news from a cleaning worker at the "Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel" who said that the second son of the "Kaihuang Group" was living in "Emperor Suite" No. 1.

Boss Li received a text message from his uncle. After the long jump and high jump competitions, he took the subway from Hua Ting Hotel to the Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel in the next district.

Booking an "Imperial Suite" requires a reservation, and it must be made a long time in advance, but booking a "Presidential Suite" is much simpler.

The price was reasonable, only RMB 11,000 per night. Mr. Li checked in directly, took the elevator key and went upstairs.

The thirty-second floor is where the "Presidential Suite" is located, and above that is the "Emperor Suite".

After entering the room, Li Jie observed the location of the room. Looking sideways from the floor-to-ceiling window, he could see the "Imperial Suite" diagonally above. However, the room he was in should only allow him to see "Imperial Suite No. 2".

The entire "Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel" is equipped with four "presidential suites" and two "imperial suites". The building types developed by East China are basically the same, and there is no difference in the overall layout. The most difference is the style of decoration.

Swish.

Spreading a piece of paper on the table, Li Jie began to draw a picture and roughly calculated the distance.

I also found the original building drawings of the "Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel" on the Internet and found the material suppliers of the "Kaihuang Group".

I thought there would be a bulletproof glass production line, but when I checked, I found that there was only tempered glass, but it had a lot of interlayers.

He rushed straight to the nearest building materials wholesale market, found out the brand of the material supplier, and then spent a lot of money to buy a piece of glass and took it to the scrap collection station.

Then he gave it a hard punch with a handheld breaker.

It was very comfortable to rinse, and the glass was broken. It's just that the glue was a bit thick. The manufacturer used too much glue.

But it's not a big problem, it can be cut open.

In the afternoon javelin final, Qian Kun threw the javelin directly to 86 meters...

All rise!

After completing the most intensive interviews, Li checked into the Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel that night with his gold medal in his pocket.

It was a dark and windy night. After careful observation and determination of all surveillance locations, we began counting.

Enter the stairs within 30 seconds, wait for 5 seconds, turn around, go upstairs in 2 seconds, open the door, wait for another 5 seconds, and continue to go upstairs...

It is not possible to enter the "Emperor Suite" floor directly from the stairs because there are no blind spots in the surveillance.

Standing on the top of the "Kaihuang Hot Spring Resort Hotel", Li Jie slowly pulled on his hood, "The only flaw in the tights is that they get stuck in the crotch."

I scratched my crotch and found that even though there was an inner pad, it was still stuck.

He took a deep breath and, despite his fear of heights, descended 16 meters using the safety rope. He took out a handheld infrared scope, and the equipment that he had spent more than 10,000 yuan on finally came in handy.

Then there was the unexpected discovery.

"What a dog..."

After confirming that the glass in the "Emperor Suite" was tempered glass with too much glue, Boss Li was quite satisfied.

Now I see there is another layer of glass wall behind the tempered glass?

No need to think about it, 100% bulletproof glass.

Oh my god, you are playing dirty tricks on me, right?
Boss Li had no choice but to return to the top floor and reconsider how to break Yang Ying's leg unexpectedly.

I went back to the "presidential suite" and thought about it all night but still couldn't figure out what to do.

"Damn it, it's hard to assassinate this wealthy family. It's easier to assassinate the president."

At least the president has to face the public regularly.

Unlike Yang Ying, a rich man, it was very hard for him to check a license plate number. The next day, during the discus final, Li was a little absent-minded. When his counselor Guo Rong saw this, he was shocked: "Mr. Li, what's wrong? Did you have a stomachache? Are you feeling unwell? Is it serious? Do you need to see a doctor?"

"It's okay, Brother Rong. I'm just thinking about how to shoot the new movie."

"That's good, that's good. We'll think about the filming later. Now let's focus on the competition and win a gold medal. Let's become bigger and stronger and create more glory!"

"It's guaranteed."

Student Li patted the number "91" on his body, which is now a well-known number plate.

Yesterday, Qiankun threw the javelin 86 meters, and it did not hit the grass of the Huating Workers' Stadium, but hit the heart of Lin Chong, the javelin coach of the national track and field team.

In this situation, he has come over happily to invite Li to participate in a tryout again. This time it is not a training camp in Sanjiang Province, but an internal tryout for the national track and field team.

"Student Li, did you sleep well yesterday? During this competition, it is also very important to ensure good sleep..."

"Don't go."

Li Jie interrupted Lin Chong's nonsense and said, "Coach Lin, I have no interest in the competition. I came to win the gold medal just to become famous and advertise. If it's not to promote products, who would participate in this competition?"

"..."

Lin Chong's face shuddered, and he quickly said, "If you win the national championship, the Asian championship, or the world championship, you will get advertising endorsement fees."

"Tsk, how much is that? The endorsement fee for a niche champion like this is only 700,000, and even then I have to give you half of it. I get 350,000, and after deducting tens of thousands of dollars in taxes, there won't be much left. I make hundreds of thousands every minute, and you're nitpicking about this? No, no, no."

"..."

Coach Lin gritted his teeth and tried to persuade Li with both emotion and reason, "Student Li, your talent is obvious to the naked eye. The country needs you, and the people need you."

"Can the country buy my products worth 100 million?"

"..."

"Can't? Can't you say a hook?"

Li Jie changed into the "Boss Li" vest directly. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Lin Chong. "Okay, okay, don't hinder me from making money. People need my performance now, and they will buy my peripherals later."

After saying that, Li Jie took out the "Power Red" headgear. The gourd shape outlined on the forehead was hot-stamped in gold, and it sparkled in the sun.

After Li Jie walked away, Lin Chong said to Guo Rong beside him: "Hey, why is he so arrogant? Is he not happy about being called up by the national team?"

"Master Lin, you can't say that. Our Jianyi is an art school. Old Li... No, classmate Li Jie is pursuing art, and sports are just a hobby."

"Stop talking nonsense. Literature and art are inseparable. It's a waste of his talent to study art."

"..."

You are of a higher rank, so I won’t argue with you.

Guo Rong was too lazy to help speak up. He and Lao Li had been dealing with each other for a long time. Two years later, Guo Rong took over Su Yongzhi's position and became the member of the Canglong District's cultural and artistic field.

It doesn’t matter whether Li Jie wins the national championship or not, as long as “Huluxia” remains popular.

"Jianye Art College, No. 91, Li Jie!"

A voice came over the radio.

Not far away, Li Jie waved to the people around him. Originally, there were not many people watching such a game. They were just college students and couples who had nothing to do and came to hang out.

But because "Huluxia" showed up at the competition and won multiple championships in succession, the popularity increased. Today, there were at least five or six thousand people who came to see Li Jie.

Picking up the discus, Li Jie began to turn his body. While turning, he was thinking: Damn it, how can I break Yang Ying's leg?
(End of this chapter)