Chapter 61 One Billion!

"Who?" Louis Lehman pretended to be stupid. He was not so idiotic as to publicly admit that he sent someone to follow Yang Cheng.

"It's okay, slip of the tongue." Yang Cheng waved his hand perfunctorily.

"This is Mr. Anthony Arnott? I am Louis Lehman." Louis Lehman walked around Yang Cheng and reached out to Anthony.

"Hello, Mr. Lehman, call me Anthony." There is no one who is not hypocritical in this circle, and no matter how much you don't like someone, you have to do a good job of superficiality.

"Papa..." Harmandan clapped his hands.

"The game is about to start. Who wants to play? I'll be the banker." Harmandan was not referring to betting at a gaming company, but the betting in his own box.

"Count me in, how do you play?" The director of Volkswagen Group was the first to respond.

"Me too." Sam Branson raised his hand.

"And I."

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After a while, all the people in the box joined in. They were all people who were not short of money, and the crown prince of Dubai was sitting in the manor. It was a small gamble.

"Okay, then we will bet on the outcome. Brazil pays 1.5 to 1, Germany pays 2 to 1, the minimum bet is 5 million US dollars, and there is no upper limit." Harmandan walked to the center of the box and explained the rules of the game to the players.

Obviously, from the odds point of view, Harmandan is optimistic about Brazil to win. In fact, the odds offered by the major bookmakers for this game are also optimistic about Brazil. There are three reasons:

First, Brazil occupies the host's position;

Second, although the head star Neymar left the World Cup with a serious injury in the last game, there is still the world's strongest central defender team in the back line. Supernovas such as Willian and Oscar often have the flashes of riding the savior alone at critical moments which performed;

Third, there are no superstars in the German team this summer. The players have just finished the European war this summer and rushed to Brazil non-stop. They are exhausted now. Advantage, don't underestimate the influence of this point, but it is a key factor that can determine the direction of the game.

Harmandan is naturally not stupid, just now he was discussing with the professionals of the gaming company, what about playing, for the sake of everyone's happiness, he doesn't care if he pays less, but if he loses a lot, he can't maintain a good mood.

"Okay, easy! Exciting! Let me bet 10 million, and Brazil wins." This time, Sam Branson spoke first, and also set the tone for the bet. personnel.

Inside the stadium, the atmosphere was fired to the highest point as the Brazilian team came out.

The boxes, which cost a lot of money to build, seem to have lost the sound insulation effect. The sound of mountains and tsunamis impacts everyone's eardrums. How can the violent and frenzied atmosphere make people not excited.

Sure enough, the brains of the second-generation guys got hot, their adrenaline soared, and they wrote out 10 million and 20 million checks one after another. Go back and ask Dad for it.

So far, the highest bet is a black man with $25 million. Yang Cheng doesn’t know him. According to Anthony, his father is a warlord of a certain country in Africa. He has more than 10 gold mines and diamond mines under his command. He has a good relationship with Cartier. .

"MD, all of them are richer than the young master." Yang Cheng envied and hated.

"Hamandan, Harry and I each bet 5 million. Brazil wins, which is not as good as you local tyrants." Prince William raised his glass to everyone with a self-deprecating gesture.

Everyone can hear this, but who will take it seriously? As one of the oldest members of the royal family that still holds real power in the world, what William represents outside is the last aristocratic glory of the empire on which the sun never sets. His status cannot be measured by wealth. Besides, who would think that the British royal family Really no money?

The treasures that the British robbed from the Old Summer Palace are enough for them to eat for hundreds of years, not to mention that the Windsor family has inherited the wealth accumulated by generations of dynasties over the centuries.

The richness of its background is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Everyone laughed in good faith, David Beckham then joined in the fun and said, "I bet 5 million too, but I bet on Germany to win..."

Yang Cheng looked at Beckham in surprise, and joked, "David, is it really okay for you to support your sworn enemy in front of William and Harry?"

"Ha ha..."

There was a roar of laughter. . .

Sam Branson smiled especially happily. Young people like excitement the most. This is the atmosphere that carnival should have. Those old men made it too serious before.

Beckham smiled wryly, and made fun of himself pretending to be wronged, "I still have to live when I go home. If I lose Vicky, it won't make it easier for me. Anyway, I'm retired. Compared with my sworn enemy, my wife is more important."

"Hahaha..."

There was another burst of laughter. Westerners especially like this kind of self-deprecating tone. Speaking of self-deprecation, who can have a high level of big honey, and the stinky feet are all played badly. It is said that her husband will not be because of big honey You can't stand the stinky feet and come up with night light scripts, right? hehe. . . The public relations draft at that time should have been written like this, "The night meeting with Wang Ou is to discuss the foot health of actresses." Saying this, it immediately became taller, and it was much more credible than tm's research script!

There is also Xiaolu cheating, that bastard 1 is also stupid to death, but he has no self-defeating spirit, for example, his lower body is sick, and his family is not around, Xiaolu has fulfilled his responsibility as a sister, taking care of him who is sick with his own warmth all night it is good? It suddenly rose to the moral high ground, and netizens couldn't find fault with it! Mr. Jia also has steps to go down, all parties are satisfied, everyone is happy!

Stop talking, I was also drunk, and a novel almost became a public relations article. . .

Yang Cheng just made a joke, but drew the "fire of war" on himself, "Jason, don't just make fun of David, you haven't placed your bet yet."

It was Prince William who was speaking. He had a very good relationship with the Beckhams. His voice at this time also meant to stand for the couple. After all, the couple had the lowest status in this box.

Of course, it wasn't aimed at Yang Cheng deliberately, the joke was more serious.

"Hey... I have a little misunderstanding with Louis, you play your game, we two play alone, how about it, Louis?"

In order to dig this hole, Yang Cheng endured it for more than a week, until he could hardly hold back, and the book friends were about to revolt!

The box was silent for a moment, and the air froze for a tenth of a second.

The Brazilian national anthem began to be played in the arena, and the audience stood up and sang in chorus.

"Why not? I'm a Brazilian, so I naturally support Brazil to win." Luiz thought he was smart enough to seize the opportunity and chose the side with a theoretically better chance of winning. As for his excuse that he is a Brazilian, it can be completely ignored. That's all in the past, the Lehman family immigrated from Switzerland.

Yang Cheng felt regretful on the surface, but she was already happy in her heart, "Okay, then I'll beat Germany, how much do you bet?"

"How much do you bet?" Louis Lehman had his own little plan. He didn't want to gamble. He wanted Yang Cheng's promise to help them acquire Hershey, that is, the promise to put Catherine Kane on Lehman's side. It is necessary for lotte to give up competing with Lehman for shares in Hershey.

If he can perform well in this Hershey's merger and acquisition case, it will help him inherit the family business as soon as possible. Unlike Yang Cheng, who is the only son in the family, he has no competitors, and he is not the only one with the surname Lehman, Louis.

Louis was uneasy about playing cards, which made Yang Cheng hesitant. At first he was sure of winning the bet, but judging from Lehman's calm performance, this guy seemed to be prepared. Could it be that Louis Lei Man wants to control the game?

This thought popped up like moss after the rain, and Yang Cheng felt a little bit in his heart, no way, this is the World Cup semi-finals, and the whole world is focused on it. Dare to blatantly cheat, even if fans from other countries know it, it will be a day or two later, there is no channel to vent, and it will be nothing in the end.

But now it is 2014, Facebook, Twitter, Weibo and other Chinese and Western social platforms are extremely popular. If there is a scandal of manipulating the World Cup in Brazil at this time, the Brazilian government can declare bankruptcy without waiting for the Olympic Games two years later.

It is impossible to constantly comfort myself in my heart, but the reality tells him that let alone Louis Lehman, even Yang Cheng has many ways to influence the trend of the game, and the major gaming groups are the best among them. Bribing referees, buying players, and even drugging key players for the sake of profit, etc. These methods are not uncommon.

Thinking about it this way, Neymar was directly crippled in the last game. You must know that before this, the odds of winning the World Cup offered by the major markets, the Brazilian team has always been in the top spot, and public opinion is also biased towards the Brazilian team To recapture the World Cup at home, if he really follows this script, the underpants that the gaming company will lose will not be able to wear.

Thinking of the bloody 1:7 in the previous life, tsk tsk. . . It's really scary.

Yang Cheng was dazed at this moment. The referee had already blown the whistle to start the game. Yang Cheng glanced at Louis Lehmann who was nervously watching the game. If I remember correctly, the German team scored a goal shortly after the game started. Afterwards, the battle was resolved in such a way that even if Louis Lehman made any arrangements, it would be too late to save the referee.

"Just 30 million?" Yang Cheng suddenly spoke up and reported the number.

Everyone present was taken aback. It seemed that the conflict between Yang Cheng and Louis Lehman was not as simple as a misunderstanding.

"Such a bit of courage?" Louis Lehman had a disgusting smile on his face that he thought was elegant, and a hint of contempt in his eyes.

As Yang Cheng expected, Louis Lehman did make some moves in this game. The purpose was to make Yang Cheng lose the bet, but he couldn't get any cash. Then he took the opportunity to make his request, and Yang Cheng would not agree.

"You tell me the number." Yang Cheng shrugged and looked towards the field. At the beginning of the game, the physical strength was sufficient. After a few simple exchanges of offense and defense, the two sides slowly accelerated the rhythm.

"50 million!" Louis Lehman shouted loudly, shouting 50 million was like shouting 50.

"Nimei... Your beautiful knife grows from the ground?" Yang Cheng cursed in his heart.

"Mr. Lehman, and Jason, tell me if there is any misunderstanding. There are so many people here, there will always be a solution. Don't hurt the peace." Anthony saw that the two were really fighting, and worried that Yang Cheng would suffer. So he stood up and wanted to smooth things over.

"Don't worry about Anthony. This is a matter between me and Jason. You can't intervene. Besides, if he doesn't have the money to say something, I won't bother him." This is Chi Guoguo's provocative method, and Anthony has nothing to say It can be said that for other small families, in view of Liu Yun's face, it is not impossible for Anthony to help suppress it. The key is that the Lehman family is not a small family, and it is also one of the best in South America. Its strength is not much weaker than the LVMH Group go.

Then again, if it's really a small family, Yang Cheng can do it by himself without his help.

"Huh... the tone is not small, since this is the case, let's play bigger, if you want to bet, you can bet 100 million, don't regret it if you lose. If you say so big, don't blame me for flipping the table if you can't come up with money in the end! "Yang Cheng replied unceremoniously, and directly doubled the bet on the basis of Louis, with an unbearable look on his face, making people who are not familiar with Yang Cheng lament that the heir of Yuanshan is still young.

"OK, it's a deal. I would like to ask the three princes to help you to be a witness." Yang Cheng's words fit Louis' appetite, and he couldn't wait to finalize the bet between the two.

Yang Cheng snorted coldly, and took out her mobile phone to send Hansen a few text messages. At this moment, there were several joyful cheers from the box, and she subconsciously raised her head to look at the venue again.

It turned out that the German team scored.

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