Chapter 2: 1 big bet

Name:Football Giants Author:Chen Aiting
Liu Mingwei was stunned by Yang Huan's behavior.

It's not that there are more than ten million yuan. This money is nothing to him. What really surprised him was the conditions that Yang Huan offered.

Generally speaking, the stricter the conditions, the higher the odds.

Just like before the World Cup, if you bet on which team will win the championship, the odds are usually very high.

Yang Huan's conditions were not just harsh, it was simply outrageous.

He not only set the time for the goal, but also the only goal in the game, but also set the assist and goal scorer. What is even more outrageous is that he set this kick must be played by Iniesta with his right foot. It's outrageous if you go in.

It's not surprising to say who will score a goal. There are even more outrageous bets. But like Yang Huan, setting so many conditions is really unique. It can be seen that the odds must also be outrageously high. .

That’s why Yang Huan asked, "I dare to place a bet, do you dare to take it?"

"Master Huan, are you kidding me?" Liu Mingwei forced a smile.

He even forgot to pay attention. In the past, even Yang Huan used to call the name of the national team wrong. How could he say the names of Iniesta and Fabregas so easily?

Yang Huan stood up and pushed the phone to Liu Mingwei, "I'm not kidding, as long as you win, the ten million yuan will be yours."

Zhang Ning was also surprised by the gambling and stood up. Only then did he reveal a pair of slender legs about one meter long. The whole figure is convex and backward, with a golden ratio. It seems to be the creator's most perfect masterpiece.

Perhaps, her only flaw is that she can't help herself.

"I heard that Boss Liu always likes to gamble, can I take this order?" Yang Huan stared at Liu Mingwei tightly.

You just wanted to lose my face? Didn't you ridicule me?

Come on, take a gamble!

Every bookmaker is basically a gambler. In Liu Mingwei's words, it is impossible for him to have today only by commission. Only by betting against high rollers can he get rich overnight.

What makes him most proud is that not long ago, he bet against Argentina against Germany with a famous rich man in Longhai. That big bet allowed him to win 50 million overnight, which was also his biggest one in this World Cup. Victory.

And Yang Huan just bet 5 million for Spain to win in 90 minutes. It was also a private bet.

In Liu Mingwei's view, Yang Huan's current behavior is like a gambler with a red eye, desperately trying to reverse the book, but usually in this case, the possibility of copying the book is very slim.

"Take it, why not take it?" Liu Mingwei hesitated for a moment, then smiled and agreed.

"Since Young Master Huan has made such a condition, then I might as well raise the odds higher. If the one called Yiwhatta can really be in the two minutes of 115 and 116, If I receive an assist from Fawkes and score the winning goal with my right foot, I lose 20!"

Zhang Ning let out a cry, shocked.

Yang Huan bet more than 10 million, and if one loses 20, it is two to three billion.

This is definitely an astronomical figure for her.

Even the current Yang Huan couldn't help his heart beating, but he just wanted to give it a try and see his memories of his previous life. In this life, he is still sure.

And he knew very well that if he lost more than 10 million, he would be scolded at most when he returned home, but it was not a big deal.

Again, even the crazy thing like crossing rebirth can happen, what else is impossible?

"Then let's just say it!"

Liu Mingwei was not wordy, and immediately nodded, "Okay, it's a decision, remember my account, and remember to transfer it to me after the game!"

"You better think about it first, how to raise money for me!"

The two set up a note and sent off Liu Mingwei, Yang Huan sat down again, just at this time the game began.

Yang Huan didn’t have much impression of the process of the World Cup finals in South Africa. The only thing he was impressed with was Iniesta’s critical moment. The Spanish star is a player he admires very much, so he remembers it very firmly. wrong.

Unless, history has changed!

But it was the first time in his life to gamble, Yang Huan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Why are you betting against him?" Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan worriedly.

She is even more afraid that if Yang Huan loses the bet and sends her out, then her fate may be even worse.

Yang Huan was looking at the girl in front of her for the first time. She was very young. It is estimated that she may not have graduated from university, but she is beautiful and moving. Even if she has seen countless female stars, none of them can match her.

An almost flawless and delicate face, coupled with a beautiful and refined temperament, such a person shouldn't be in such a place, but she just appeared.

"Why are you here?" Yang Huan asked with a smile instead.

More than ten million, he went out to gamble, but he was relieved.

In his memory, for Yang Huan now, more than 10 million is equivalent to more than 10,000 of his own in the previous life.

a lot, but not much.

"I'm worried about you, why are you..." Zhang Ning was anxious.

Yang Huan smiled, "I'm also caring about you, tell me, why are you here?"

Zhang Ning has a good impression of Yang Huan, but she does not want Yang Huan to know her too much.

In her opinion, after the work tonight, she got the money and Yang Huan got what he wanted. Everyone owes each other nothing, and it's best not to see each other again.

"For the money?" Yang Huan guessed.

Zhang Ning thought he was sarcasm and sarcasm. There was a burst of sorrow in his heart, his eyes were reddish, and Qiong's nose twitched lightly, "For you rich second generation who don’t put hundreds of thousands of millions in their eyes. , How can you understand the difficulties encountered by us poor people?"

Even though her heart is bitter, her voice is still very soft and gentle.

"It's really for money!" Yang Huan muttered to himself, as if he had seen some shadows of his previous life from Zhang Ning.

"I heard that you are a top student of Longhai University Business School, is it true?"

"I have graduated." Zhang Ning felt that graduation means that she has drawn a clear line from Longhai University.

Yang Huan smiled and didn't click on it. He was not interested in this.

On the contrary, he is quite interested in Zhang Ning.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the box again, and a strong man in a suit came in.

"Excuse me, Master Huan, boss Liu asked me to come here to wait for my dispatch. I wonder if you have any needs?"

Yang Huan couldn’t see what Liu Mingwei meant. He shook his head and sneered: “Liu Mingwei is really a small belly chicken intestine. Does he think that if I lose more than 10 million, I have to run away?”

"Our boss Liu didn't mean that."

"I don't care what he means. In short, I don't like to see you. You must either go back or stand outside." It feels uncomfortable to be followed by someone nearby.

The brawny man was also annoyed when he heard it. He thought to himself that you kid will pretend and continue to act. After another half an hour, you lose the ball. If you don’t give money quickly, I will blow your little white face with a punch. Your woman...

cursed inwardly, but people didn't dare to stay longer.

"Well, Master Huan, you continue to sit, if you have any needs, you can just shout, I'll wait outside the door." After that, he went out.

Zhang Ning was even more anxious when he saw the man go out, "I heard them say that the surname Liu is not a good person. After you lose the money, it is best not to conflict with him, otherwise..."

"Do you think I must lose?" Yang Huan looked at her face with interest. Some women looked amazing at first, but the more they looked at them, the more tasteless, but some women looked amazing at first, but the more they looked, the more beautiful they became.

Zhang Ning undoubtedly belongs to the latter kind.

Zhang Ning also felt his eyes scan up and down her whole body, which made her feel uncomfortable, but she did not dare to resist the slightest, because she had already sold her first night, let alone just Seeing it, even if she did it, she could only accept it.

"By the way, if I lose, maybe I should consider selling you to him. Five million may not be there, but three or four million, there shouldn't be a problem." Yang Huan laughed, and his heart was refreshed. The feeling of molesting a stunning beauty is like this, so enjoyable.

"So, you better ask God to worship Buddha, I will win!"

Zhang Ning raised his head, staring at him full of resentment, filled with grievances, but did not say much.

She confessed her fate!

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and the referee once again blew the whistle at the end of the first half of overtime, and the score was still zero to zero.

But the head coaches of both sides made the last substitution adjustment.

Dutch coach Van Marwijk replaced veteran Van Bronckhorst with defender Bluff Hyde, and Spanish coach Bosque replaced David Villa with Fernando Torres. Both sides are considered match-up substitutions. .

There was another knock on the door, and Liu Mingwei opened the door and walked in.

"I'm sorry, Master Huan, to bother you with beautiful women, but the bars come and go, or you are the most comfortable watching football here, don't you mind if I sit down?" He said that, but in fact he is not polite Just sat down.

As soon as Liu Mingwei sat down, Zhang Ning gently moved Naofeng's buttocks and moved closer to Yang Huan.

She is very scared, afraid that Yang Huan will lose and sell herself to Liu Mingwei.

"It doesn't matter, you come to watch the game with me, it would be better, just after the game is over, let's clear the account." Yang Huan smiled faintly, but reached out and gently grasped Zhang Ning's left hand and let go In his lap.

He could clearly feel that his hand was trembling, as if he was trying to resist and retract, but he didn't dare, which made him feel very enjoyable.

Imagine that a few hours ago, he was still a poor **** who could only **** with the beauties on the computer screen and hadn't even had a girlfriend. A few hours later, there was a stunning beauty sitting next to him. , Waiting for his favor, let him be frivolous.

No wonder everyone wants to be a rich person. A rich life is just cool and enjoyable!

Liu Mingwei’s attention has always been on Zhang Ning. He even thought, if he wins later, let Yang Huan take her to pay off debts. This girl looks very well-behaved. After playing for a night, take a few photos of her. Can you escape from your palm in the future?

Thinking of this, Liu Mingwei's eyes became even more blazing, and he just wanted to rush up right now and devour this beautiful life.

But at this moment, there was an overwhelming boo on the TV screen.

When Liu Mingwei turned around, he was surprised to find that the England referee Webber raised a red card at the Dutch defender Heitingga. UU reading expelled him from the court.

Liu Mingwei's heart was panicked at this moment, one less person?

There are ten minutes left in the game, could it be...

"Boss Liu, a red card!" Yang Huan can now be 100% sure, and history has not changed.

In other words, the matter of traveling to China, at least did not affect the distant South Africa World Cup final.

"Red card, red card!" Liu Mingwei felt cold on his forehead, and he reached out to wipe it, but he was sweaty.

He is a little worried!

Two to three hundred million, although it didn't hurt the bones, but if you really lost, then it is not ordinary pain, it is heart-wrenching pain!

With Heitinga being sent off with a red card, the Dutch team is missing one person, and the disadvantage is more obvious.

And the time of the game gradually passed, getting closer and closer to what Yang Huan said about 115 minutes. Everyone in the room couldn't help but start to focus on the game field. Even Yang Huan didn't dare to care.

knows that the result is one thing, but no one can guarantee that it will change.

One hundred and eleven minutes...

One hundred and twelve minutes...

One hundred and thirteen minutes...

One hundred and fourteen minutes...

They counted the seconds almost, watching the mechanical change of the number representing the time on the top of the TV screen.

Finally, time has jumped into 115 minutes!