Chapter III IOUs

"Spain's counter-attack, Navas was fast, one man attracted four defenders."

"The Dutch team quickly returned to the defense, and the ball was still firmly controlled by the Spanish team."

"Iniesta stopped for David Silva and Torres pulled to the left."

On the TV screen, the World Cup final has come to an end, the time is 115 minutes and 45 seconds, and the CCTV commentator is still explaining the game calmly.

In the box, Yang Huan stared blankly at the TV screen. He was still holding Zhang Ning's hand. It was obvious that these soft hands were shaking violently. She and Yang Huan were sharing weal and woe, and she must be in a great mood. nervous.

Liu Mingwei clasped his hands together, held his chin, and stared at the TV screen without blinking, unwilling to miss a single second.

He'd never been so nervous, and he'd never bet so big tonight.

Just now Yang Huan put forward such harsh conditions, his first reaction was that this fool, the rich second generation, took the initiative to send money to his door, because such harsh conditions are almost impossible to achieve, unless his luck is really good.

But with Heitinga's red card, he became a little nervous and felt a pressure.

Looking at the time on the TV screen, he prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Spain would make a mistake in passing and receiving the ball and let the Netherlands hold the ball. As long as more than a minute later, Yang Huan would lose, more than ten million yuan. There you go.

But the game didn't go the way he wanted.

After receiving the ball, David Silva went straight and tried to find Navas, but he touched the leg of the Dutch midfielder.

"Okay..." Liu Mingwei blurted out.

But Navas ran back a few steps, regained control of the ball, and then distributed it to the left to Torres.

"Torres took the ball on the left and hung his right foot into the box..."

The Dutch defender intercepted the ball with his foot, and the Spanish player who was at the top went out of the penalty area to chase back, grabbing the ball again before the defender.

"Fabregas... an oblique pass..."

"Pass it in, click later!"

With the screeching of the CCTV commentator on the TV screen, Yang Huan was so excited that he took Zhang Ning's hand and stood up.

Liu Mingwei didn't know when he stood up, and looked at the TV screen with some lost eyes.

"Iniesta, good chance, fight again!"

"The ball is in!!!!"

When the CCTV commentator shouted "The ball is in!" on the TV, Yang Huan also roared, turned around, and hugged Zhang Ning tightly into his arms. , hold it very tightly.

Zhang Ning was very excited, but she did not expect that Yang Huan actually won the bet!

It was really Cesc Fabregas' assist, it was really that time period, it was really Iniesta's right-footed goal!

At this moment, she had a dream-like feeling, even if she was hugged tightly by a man who had only known each other for a few hours, she didn't feel the slightest bit of resistance.

When she reacted, Yang Huan held her face with both hands and kissed her lips forcefully.

With a bang, Zhang Ning didn't even react, just under Liu Mingwei's stunned and desperate eyes,

Yang Huan took away her precious first kiss.

After she reacted, two lines of clear tears fell down the corners of her eyes, but she did not dare to resist at all.

When she came to such a place, she had already prepared for the worst.

Yang Huan was very excited, very excited, and kissed very hard, his tongue rushed into her mouth violently, and he attacked the city for a while, until he was a little breathless, and he gave up happily.

"From 115 minutes to 116 minutes, Cesc Fabregas assisted and Iniesta scored with his right foot, 1:0!"

Yang Huan smiled and looked at Liu Mingwei, whose face was ashen. He had never been as crazy or excited as before in his life. Even if he was asked to take off his clothes and run naked outside, he would be willing.

So much fun! too crazy!

"How can this be? How is this possible? It can't be!"

Liu Mingwei sat softly on the leather sofa, staring blankly at the TV screen. He watched the slow-motion playback over and over again, and it was indeed his right foot, that's right.

In other words, Yang Huan guessed right!

"No, it's not over, it's not over yet!" Liu Mingwei stood up again frantically.

"As long as the Netherlands and Spain score again, you can't win!"

This is his only hope. As long as the team scores again, Yang Huan will lose.

Just at this time, the players of the Netherlands team chased the referee Weber, thinking that Iniesta's goal was offside just now, which made Liu Mingwei recover a little and rekindled some hope. As long as the goal was cancelled, Yang Huan also Lose.

But Weber obviously ignored it and decided that the goal was valid.

Yang Huan was already relaxed at this time, and he smiled straight at Liu Mingwei, "Don't worry, Boss Liu, this time even God is helping me, you are sure to lose, think about how to raise money for me Bar!"

After he finished speaking, he sat down again, and only then did he notice that Zhang Ning's shoulders twitched slightly, and then he realized that he was so excited that he even gave her a strong kiss.

"It's alright, I'll take responsibility!" After winning the game, Yang Huan felt more happy and more excited.

I have to admit that Zhang Ning is indeed a rare and stunning beauty, while Yang Huan is a very normal man.

"I don't need you to be responsible!" Zhang Ning raised his head again with a determined look on his face.

Liu Mingwei ignored Yang Huan and didn't have the heart to covet Zhang Ning's beauty anymore. He devoted himself to the game on the TV screen, but he didn't stop until the referee Weber blew the whistle to end the game. See the goal again.

1:0, Spain finally defeated the Netherlands with Iniesta's lore ball.

At this moment, Liu Mingwei had a lot of thoughts, and even thought about killing Yang Huan.

But he didn't dare, because he knew Yang Huan's background and background very well. I was afraid that he had just been born with the intention to kill, and he was killed by someone. Even if he was not killed, and he was lucky enough to kill Yang Huan, he would definitely not be able to escape.

It's not just that he can't run away, even his family members don't even want to run away.

Relatively speaking, losing 200 million to 300 million is very painful, but he is not desperate.

Besides, with Yang Huan, at least he has established a reputation, which will help him to some extent in the future.

On balance, Liu Mingwei is also a man who can afford to put it down. He stood up and applauded Yang Huan.

"Master Huan is as expected as Master Huan, luck is enviable, I lost!"

Of course Yang Huan wouldn't say that he was a prophet, he just sat there with a smile and calmly accepted Liu Mingwei's admiration.

"I don't know how much money is still in Master Huan's bank account?"

Yang Huan took out his mobile phone and turned on the screen. The balance in the mobile bank was very clear, there were still 14.63 million, and there were still some fractions, "14.63 million, and a few more. Thousand yuan, I don't want it, take it out, and invite everyone outside to drink."

This kind of generosity to others is actually a very enjoyable thing.

"One loses twenty, the total is..." Liu Mingwei also took out his mobile phone to calculate.

Zhang Ning blurted out, "292.6 million."

Liu Mingwei didn't believe it. He calculated it with a mobile phone calculator. It was indeed the number, and his heart trembled.

Nearly 300 million, how many years will it take to earn it back?

"Give me some time, at the most tomorrow morning, I will give you the money."

Yang Huan stood up with a smile, "No problem, but Boss Liu, please make an IOU."

Didn't you just ask me for an IOU?

Now I'll make you pay IOUs too!

Liu Mingwei didn't know that Yang Huan deliberately took his face, but the IOU is indeed necessary, otherwise what should I do if I default on the debt?

Swish took out the pen, wrote an IOU, and sent it to Yang Huan.

Yang Huan didn't even look at it, and handed it over to Zhang Ning, "Help me take a look, and put it away if you can."

Zhang Ning looked at Yang Huan with a complicated expression. He was handing over nearly 300 million IOUs to me like this? Does he really trust me that much?

She thought so, but she read it carefully word by word, "No problem."

"That's it!" Yang Huan took Zhang Ning's hand again, walked to the box door, and before going out, he didn't forget to drop a sentence, "Boss Liu, if you want to find someone to gamble next time, you can Call me again!"

When he closed the door and walked out of the box, he could vaguely hear the sound of flipping the table and smashing beer bottles from behind. It must be Liu Mingwei venting in the box, but where would Yang Huan think about him now.

He took Zhang Ning's hand directly, walked to the middle of the bar's dance floor and snatched the microphone in front of everyone's eyes.

Although the game was over, the atmosphere in the bar was even warmer than before.

Those who lose are disappointed, even desperate, those who win are rejoicing.

It is said that Languifang receives more than 100 million bets every day. Tonight is the final and the last game, so there must be more.

Everyone had heard of Yang Huan's five million filming of Zhang Ning's first night's feat just now. At this time, they saw Yang Huan holding Zhang Ning's hand and walked out of the box. They thought they had just finished things, especially when they saw Yang Huan. The look of ecstatic dancing made her more convinced of her own judgment, and her gaze towards Zhang Ning became even more ambiguous, as if she wanted to dig something out of her beautiful figure.

"My young master is happy tonight. From now on, all of you will eat and drink here, and I will treat you all!"

He really enjoys this feeling of being the center of attention of everyone in the audience. It's cool and enjoyable!

As soon as Yang Huan said this, there was an uproar in the audience, and many who knew Yang Huan shouted long live.

"Is this the legendary Young Master Yang Huan?"

"Yeah, the only son of the Yang family, the most famous dude in Longhai City."

"Is the Yang family rich? Why haven't I seen them on Forbes?"

"Please, that's the list of foreigners, they know shit, the Yang family is a low-key invisible rich man, let alone Longhai City, even if it is the whole country, the people on the Forbes list may not be better than Yang's. The family has money."

"Really?" A young gold-worshipping woman's eyes lit up, "I think Young Master Yang Huan is so handsome, so handsome!"

"Me too!"

Yang Huan dropped a word of treat, took Zhang Ning's hand, and walked out of the dance floor.

"Master Huan, you said just now..." The on-site manager of the bar didn't dare to be careless, and hurried up to greet him.

"That's right, from now on, I will treat all their food and drink to me, but go to Boss Liu to get the money!"

Following Yang Huan's gestures, Liu Mingwei was walking out of the VIP box in a dismal manner. The bar manager didn't know if Yang Huan was talking nonsense, so he hurried to Liu Mingwei.

Yang Huan pulled Zhang Ning out of the noisy bar.

"Can you drive?"

"Have a driver's license, but never drive."

"Just have a driver's license. You drive, go to the marina, and we go to sea." Yang Huan threw a car key over.

At first glance, it is a Lamborghini logo.

The waiter at the bar drove Yang Huan's Lamborghini to the gate, which was obviously modified.

"I've never driven a car before, I..."

"There is a first time for everything. Let you drive it, and you drive it. If it crashes, there is an insurance company anyway. What are you afraid of?"

Yang Huan was righteous and sat directly in the passenger seat.

Zhang Ning didn't expect him to be like this, and he was a little grumpy. The corners of his mouth curled in a beautiful arc, and he muttered, "Just drive, anyway, it's your car if it crashes, and it's not me who is distressed."

But when she thought of Yang Huan saying she was going to go to sea, her pink face suddenly burned badly. Could it be that he wants to go to sea and go to a place where there is no one...

The thought of this made her very uneasy.

But she also knew that Yang Huan had paid five million, so it was impossible to let her go.

"What are you doing? Hurry up!" Yang Huan urged in the car.

"Come on!" Zhang Ning thought to himself, let's die, anyway, Yang Huan is much more pleasing to the eyes than those old men in their forties and fifties.

Moreover, apart from the rich second-generation and the rich and other identities, in fact, he is also a handsome guy.

It's just my first time, just like this...