Luo Qinghe's serious face may have squinted slightly because of the temperature outside the car, and with the single Ouroboros stud earrings, most of his original business elite temperament dissipated.

"Mr. Chen, get in the car. Luo Qinghe bowed slightly to Chen Xing, who was standing outside the airport door.

After putting away the luggage, Chen Xing, Yang Ling, and Ling Xin all got into the car, and only then did Yang Ling reveal half of his face from the collar of his turtleneck, the temperature in the city that was once a white tomb was really low.

Luo Qinghe, who picked up the person, still didn't speak, but just told the driver to continue driving to the next place.

White Lincoln pulls out of the airport and into the city, known as the "City of the Future."

"Look, brother. Driving on the viaduct suddenly broadened their horizons a lot, Yang Ling's face looked out the window, and pulled Chen Xing to point not far away.

A huge tent-like structure appeared above the ground, and the spire looked like it was over a hundred meters.

"Chartres Khan tent. Chen Xing recognized it after looking at it, and helped Yang Ling explain.

Known as the City of the Future, Astana is known as the City of the Future, in addition to the style of the architectural ensemble, there are many works by master architects, which makes it a city of the future.

Yang Ling and Ling Xin looked at the city, while Chen Xing was in charge of explaining it, acting like a travel guide.

And Luo Qinghe, who was sitting in the front row, also tilted his straight head to the window at this moment, looked at the building outside the car window, and listened to Chen Xing's explanation to Yang Ling.

He's been to many, many places, he's twenty-five years old today, and he's been to countless countries, but even if he's been to so many places, he doesn't know the cities, and those countries, even if you put him in that city, he probably won't recognize the city.

Every time he goes to a city for work, he will be familiar with all the boxing venues in that city, he will be familiar with all the famous stadiums in that city, and he will get more repercussions than which stadium will be held in which boxing fights.

He will also familiarize himself with all the advertising screens in the city, asking about the price and time to decide how he will release the news of the boxing match.

Other than that, he spent his life in the hotel.

Listening to Chen Xing's explanation all the way, Bai Lincoln arrived in front of a small villa, and when he entered the yard surrounded by trees, he could see the swimming pool inside, the two-story villa was not high but the area was not small, and there were many wooden structures in the whole villa, which looked a little more life.

"This is the villa I rented for you, I don't know if Mr. Chen is satisfied. "Coming down from the white Lincoln, Luo Qinghe walked in with Chen Xing, Yang Ling and Ling Xin, the greening of the yard was very good, and there were a few trees that were even higher than the height of the villa.

"Well, thank you, you can just call me Ah Xing in the future. Chen Xing shook hands with Luo Qinghe, this Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen made him feel twisted when he heard it.

"No, I'll call you Mr. Chen. Luo Qinghe shook his head slightly, took out a key from the uncreased suit pants and handed it to Chen Xing.

Chen Xing handed the key to Ling Xin, Ling Xin went in with his luggage and Yang Ling, the temperature in Nur-Sultan today is indeed very low.

Luo Qinghe, who handed over the key, did not choose to leave, but stood in front of Chen Xing.

"Mr. Chen has already decided on the goal he wants to challenge, in fact, it can be changed now. Even if he had communicated on the phone, and he was already starting to progress all aspects of work, he still had to ask Chen Xing in person.

It's too late for change.

There is no other reason, but Chen Xing chose to challenge the middleweight boxing champion of the IBF Boxing League, Monroe.

And this Monroe, who has won 15 consecutive fights in the boxing championship and won 15 times by knockout, not only holds the gold belt of the IBF Boxing League, but also holds the gold belt of the WBC organization, and is an unrivaled double boxing champion with two crowns on his head.

There used to be a lot of noise about Francis's violence in the boxing world, and during that time Francis did have a bit of an unstoppable tendency, and he couldn't find an opponent in the super welterweight division.

But every time, no matter how noisy this group of people is, as long as the other party's people say a word, their group of people has nothing to say.

"Francis is so powerful, why don't you go up and fight Monroe?"

As soon as the other party moves out this sentence, the people who boast about Francis will shut up.

Even if they are supporters of Francis, they clearly know that if Francis is promoted, it is very likely that he will not be able to defeat Monroe, and Francis has not been promoted in so many years.

Later, Francis was defeated by Chen Xing, and this kind of argument was gone, and Francis was no longer the strongest person in the super welterweight division.

The strongest person in the super welterweight division should be the young boxing champion.

"Yes, I've already decided. The young man, who was supposed to be the strongest man in the super welterweight division, nodded slowly.

"Mr. Chen, you know, Monroe has everything in the boxing world, whether it's technique, record, belt, etc., he's done the best, the only thing he's lacking is popularity. Luo Qinghe said it very tactfully, but he still pointed it out.

Monroe is a super boxing champion, his strength is no different from those super boxing champions who stand at the top, his only difference is popularity, it is a very thankless plan to challenge Monroe, and there is a great possibility of breaking his front teeth.

Chen doesn't need to move up the weight ladder to challenge the dominant middleweight champion.

"It's okay, Qinghe, I'll leave the challenge to you, I'll go in first. Chen Xing smiled and waved his hand, said goodbye to Luo Qinghe, and turned around and walked into the villa.

Let Luo Qinghe, who was in the cold wind, stand alone in the yard, the cold wind blew on the suit, so that the heat in his body dissipated quickly, and he was rarely outdoors, so he didn't wear many clothes.

Challenging Monroe is not the best goal in his opinion, and it is too risky, but if it is won, the gains achieved are not to be underestimated.

One thing is very simple, if Francis does not lose to Chen Xing, but continues to dominate the super welterweight division, even if he retires with a transcendent record, there will always be a dark spot behind him.

Why didn't he Francis challenge Monroe at his previous level?

It's part of the flamboyant record, but it's also part of how the champion you choose to challenge is.

Now that the fighter has made his choice, he won't say anything about it as an agent, so Monroe will be Monroe.

Luo Qinghe turned around and walked to the white Lincoln at the door, it was time for him to go back to the hotel, to prepare for the afternoon's work, he still had a lot of things to deal with, all he had to do was to deal with everything he could, whether the rest of the boxing matches could be won.

That's what Chen Xing cares about.