"Sorry, I've already told you my decision. Stop calling me," Tiger said, somewhat frustrated.
"Tiger, you have great potential, but potential isn't power. Even if you don't agree to our terms, we can still make you lose in the ring. By then, you won't get anything."
The voice on the other end was gloomy and threatening.
"Do whatever you like. I'm not scared of you." Young and hot-headed, Tiger knew no subtlety.
"Remember your words. Don't say that I didn't warn you."
Tiger hung up at once. He would receive four or five such nuisance calls every day.
As a professional boxer, he knew some of the secrets in the field.
Some people would use illegal means to manipulate matches in order to win bets.
Like the person who had just called him. Tiger did not even know who the person was.
But the person had already called him three consecutive times, asking him to lose to his opponents.
They would pay him fifty thousand.
