Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1126: 1101: Lucky Kiss
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Hearing Ye Chen's words, the crew-cut guy acted like he'd just heard the funniest joke imaginable.
He figured Ye Chen was simply boasting, claiming he could snag eleven dolls using only thirty-three coins—something completely out of reach.
“Are you sure?” the crew-cut guy challenged.
“Yes.” Ye Chen replied, then slipped in the coin and repeated his earlier moves, hitting the red button once more.
The claw gripped the doll, swung it over the exit, and let go, sending it tumbling down.
Song Xiaoxiao grabbed the doll with excitement, clutching it tightly against her chest.
In that instant, she resembled a delighted little girl holding her dream toy, utterly adorable.
As Ye Chen nabbed yet another doll, whispers spread through the crowd nearby.
“This dude's incredible, he got another one.”
“I want that doll so bad too.”
“How come it looks so easy for him?”
The crew-cut guy stayed composed, grinning as he remarked, “Kid, you're on a lucky streak.”
Even after witnessing the second doll caught, he refused to credit Ye Chen's true ability, chalking it up to sheer fortune.
It wasn't unheard of for someone to grab two consecutively.
“Just luck, nothing but luck,” the crew-cut guy decided, explaining Ye Chen's success.
Guided by Song Xiaoxiao, Ye Chen used three coins per machine to secure one doll from each.
By now, Song Xiaoxiao possessed the Monchhichi dolls for Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, and Capricorn—ten zodiac signs in total.
Just Aquarius and Pisces remained missing.
Gazing at the large plastic bag Song Xiaoxiao carried, stuffed full of cute Monchhichis,
the surrounding girls felt even more jealous, and those with partners all glanced toward their boyfriends.
“I'm so envious of her, I want one of those dolls too.”
“That girl looks truly blessed.”
“He's handsome and a claw machine pro—perfect combo.”
Envy, jealousy filled the girls' eyes as they stared at Song Xiaoxiao, some even viewing her as competition.
Though the guys fumed inwardly, none dared voice it.
Against such undeniable prowess, they had no retort.
If they tried themselves, forget ten—they might not score even one.
So, they stewed quietly.
Naturally, this didn't include the crew-cut guy, who doubted Ye Chen's fortune would hold.
He realized only two dolls were left, and failing to catch even one meant Ye Chen's defeat.
Ye Chen approached a claw machine packed with Aquarius Monchhichis.
He fed in three coins, then executed the same technique; the claw acted enchanted, seizing the doll and flinging it toward the exit.
“He got another!”
“Unbelievable!”
“Skill like that exists!”
Fresh arrivals to the shop got pulled in by Ye Chen's feat, marveling at Song Xiaoxiao's collection and the latest catch, showering him with praise.
The crew-cut guy grinned and said, “Impressive, seems you've got real talent, but one more to go—hope you nail it.”
He spoke those words after peeking at the Pisces Monchhichi machine when Ye Chen succeeded.
Those dolls sat crammed together, no spaces at all, making it impossible for the claw to grip any.
Without the claw descending properly, catching was out of the question.
The crew-cut guy was convinced Ye Chen couldn't claim this final doll—he was doomed to fail.
Ye Chen picked up the doll, passed it to Song Xiaoxiao, and stepped up again.
Song Xiaoxiao's face fell a bit upon seeing the machine ahead.
Having visited this place multiple times, she knew exactly which machines were easy and which were tough.
This one's dolls fell squarely into the tough category.
“Ye Chen, there's no way to get this one,” Song Xiaoxiao said, her face showing disappointment.
She regretted not inspecting every machine before the bet between the crew-cut guy and Ye Chen.
Back then, anger clouded her judgment, leading her to agree on Ye Chen's behalf.
It proved the old adage: “Impulse is the devil.”
Ye Chen eyed the machine ahead calmly; while tricky, catching from here wasn't impossible.
An average person couldn't manage it, but Ye Chen was no ordinary guy.
Grinning, he patted Song Xiaoxiao's head and said, “I'll grab it for sure, so you'll have all twelve and can summon the dragon.”
Ye Chen's playful words lightened Song Xiaoxiao's mood a touch; she trusted him yet knew reality's harshness.
“No worries, if Ye Chen loses, I'll join him in the penalty,” Song Xiaoxiao mused inwardly.
Ye Chen grabbed the last three coins from Song Xiaoxiao, poised to insert them, when suddenly his right cheek felt a warm wetness.
Gasps of surprise rose around them—Song Xiaoxiao had planted a kiss on Ye Chen's cheek.
“Wow, that's so romantic.”
“These two make such a perfect pair.”
“See how that girl's face is flushing bright red.”
Right after Song Xiaoxiao planted that kiss on Ye Chen, her cheeks had already turned quite flushed.
Amid the barrage of teasing from the crowd, her face now burned as red as a ripe tomato.
Ye Chen cast a glance at the bashful girl by his side and declared, “With your lucky kiss, I’m definitely grabbing this doll.”
Although the onlookers figured Ye Chen was just bragging, that earlier moment had been far too romantic and heartwarming.
Ye Chen fed the three coins in one after another, his face growing solemn as he clutched the joystick to steer.
As the claw shifted into motion, the crowd held their collective breath, turning the once rowdy shop utterly quiet.
Right then, Ye Chen halted the joystick and slammed the red button; the claw lowered gradually, as though bewitched by magic, wedging through stacked barriers to snatch the doll.
Theoretically, in that tricky spot, snagging a doll was utterly impossible.
Even if it managed a grab, the doll would tumble free midway.
Yet somehow, the claw clamped the doll securely while swinging left, dropping it only at the exit—like executing a precise command.
“It’s caught, really caught!” Song Xiaoxiao’s eyes brimmed with joyful tears as she threw her arms around Ye Chen.
The people nearby were shocked speechless, their mouths agape in perfect O shapes.
The crew-cut guy froze in disbelief; he’d never imagined Ye Chen pulling off the grab in such conditions.
He couldn’t wrap his head around the scene before him, half-convinced Ye Chen was buddies with the shop owner.
Ye Chen had orchestrated the whole thing.
“Kid, you actually tricked me?” the crew-cut guy bellowed suddenly.