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Chapter 11 The second pot of gold(1/2)

(PS: I found a mistake. Germany scored in overtime. If you buy the score before the game, you should buy 0:0, because the goal in overtime does not count. The previous article has been completely revised.)



Suddenly, all the eyes in the bar focused on Cheng Zhu.

After all, the customers who have been able to stay till now are definitely football watchers, and the proportion of football buyers here is extremely high.

Many people started talking about it.

"You look very young. You are still a student."

"Damn it, 0:0 if you dare to buy 12,000 yuan, the young people nowadays are so awesome!"

"What a ruthless person, I wouldn't even dare to buy 12,000 for my own fucking win, but he dares to buy 12,000 for [Bold]!"

"I remember the odds were several times seven. I'm making a fortune!"

"How lucky is this!?"

Those who also won money also said that those who lost money tonight were so envious that they wanted to go crazy after hearing Shen Minglang's words.

The customer who had previously coaxed Shen Minglang to give everyone a discount on drinks was familiar with him. At this moment, he couldn't help but ask: "How many scores did your cousin buy? Let me learn from his experience and study his strategy for buying scores.

"

Shen Minglang coaxed and said: "Of course I bought 0:0! I only bought one score and won, right?"

This made the surrounding drinkers even more shocked.

For a moment, they didn't know whether this student party was just a newborn calf and not afraid of tigers, or if it was just damn lucky.

I didn’t buy a few more scores to share the risk, but I bought a tie in the regular season, the score was 0:0, but I just won!

There’s nothing to say, winning money is awesome!

And you should know that although Shen Minglang also won money, he bet a full 50,000.

However, the money he earned today was not as much as Cheng Zhulai!

Throughout the bar, many people bet not only on winning or losing, but also on [handicap], [corner kick], [over/under], [number of penalty cards], etc.

Here, some odds are higher than winning or losing, and some odds are lower than directly betting on which team will win.

It can be said that in terms of income alone, Cheng Zhu is definitely the one who has earned more among all the guests today.

Shen Minglang couldn't help but said: "If I had known, I would have followed you and bet 0:0."

After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Wanzhou and said, "You are so lucky. You deposited 2,000 yuan with your cousin."

However, as soon as Shen Minglang finished speaking, he noticed that Jiang Wanzhou's expression was a bit complicated.

"Are you sick? Aren't you happy about winning money?" He was too lazy to pay attention to his cousin. Someone came to propose a toast, so he happily clinked glasses.

As soon as Shen Minglang left, Jiang Wanzhou stared at Cheng Zhu.

Cheng Zhu said directly: "I know what you want to ask. I didn't bet the 12,000 yuan alone, but several people asked me to bet together. I only own 800 yuan here."

He began to talk seriously, and later on, he did not forget to blackmail: "I didn't win much with my 800 principal. You, a big guy, bet 2,000 yuan. Mr. Jiang has to pay for all the expenses tonight!"

Speaking of which, Cheng Zhu is not stingy and wants to take advantage, but is simply trying to enhance his credibility.

Although Jiang Wanzhou is really easy to deceive, he is a good brother after all. He feels that he must deceive sincerely and not in a casual way to show respect for him.

Otherwise, it seems a bit contemptuous of him.

After receiving a wave of "respect" from Cheng Zhu, Jiang Wanzhou's face actually improved, and she began to say boldly: "You can share half of the winnings!"

"Tsk, the overbearing president wants to throw money at me, right?" Cheng Zhu expressed disdain, and added: "You haven't finished the damn drink you just drank, hurry up! You have to leave later!"

"My eyes are rulers! No, do you raise fish?"

On this side, everyone is happy and happy, but on Li Rui's side, there is a little breakdown in adolescence.

Cheng Zhu wins a lot of money, and he feels worse than death!

Forget it if you lose 12,000 yuan, you can force a smile, pretend that you don't care about a mere 12,000 yuan, and show off your financial resources in front of Li Xinyue.

In front of the girl I like, I show off my pussy and round it off, it’s not a loss.

But his ex-boyfriend took away the fucking principal and won 78,000 in one night!

And what about me? What about me?

I lost 500 yuan with her...

Although it's five hundred yuan, I will warmly help her put it on.

But this psychological gap cannot be made up for.

"Besides, Cheng Zhu is richer than me now, and his pockets are already bigger than mine."

Li Rui couldn't even compare to his most confident place.

If Cheng Zhu knew his little mentality, he would probably say in a speechless tone: "What kind of person are you? You treat me as your imaginary enemy all day long."

He had no intention of expressing himself in front of Li Xinyue.

To be precise, he now has a headache when he sees Li Xinyue.

"I just discovered that she is wearing the pair of couple shoes I bought."

"My principal is the least she has to deal with! The odds are 7.5 times."

"Then are you wearing a pair of shoes that cost more than a thousand dollars? Those shoes cost ten thousand dollars!"

At this moment, a group of people left the bar, but there were still a group of customers still chatting about football.

Some people are worried about money, and some are worried about Messi who just missed the championship.

But Cheng Zhu knew very well that Messi could win the trophy he dreamed of in the 22nd World Cup.

He drank the cocktail in one gulp, looked at the empty glass, and thought to himself: "I now have 90,000 yuan, what should I do next?"

The next moment, he had a preliminary plan in his mind.

He decided to use one of his old professions to earn the second pot of gold in his life.

"There is a track in e-commerce, and the prospects are getting better year by year."

"Don't say it's only 14 years now, even if it's 23 years, selling that thing is still a very good choice."

"That's it." Cheng Zhu looked at the empty wine glass and made a decision in his heart.

"Ninety thousand yuan is enough."





In the wine retreat, Chen Rongrong said with a sad face: "Oh, Yueyue, each of us lost five hundred."

A simple sentence made Li Rui, who was in pain and suffering, immediately raise his head.

He looked at Li Xinyue, squeezed out a smile and said: "Xinyue, Chen Rongrong, my brother just sent me a message, saying that he was stuck when he was buying football. He didn't buy your two orders. I will transfer the money to you later.

."

"Ah! Really?" Chen Rongrong was instantly surprised.

But she still picked up her phone and posted a message in a circle of friends. After blocking a fixed group, this circle of friends also blocked Li Xinyue and Li Rui. The content was:

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I lost 500 yuan in the World Cup finals, please comfort me."

Li Xinyue just nodded, her eyes still drifting towards Cheng Zhu from time to time.

She didn't care whether she won or lost 500 yuan. She was also shocked that Cheng Zhu won a lot of money.

Li Rui saw all this and was heartbroken.

However, Cheng Zhu never looked this way from beginning to end.

"Yueyue, why don't we go?" Chen Rongrong suggested while chatting on her cell phone.

"I want to sit there for a while." Li Xinyue said.

Li Rui had no objection to this. He was happy to do so and wanted to be a companion.

But at this moment, Cheng Zhu and Jiang Wanzhou stood up.

The two of them greeted Shen Minglang and said they were leaving first.

The bartender Ye Zi also waved goodbye to the two of them, and took the initiative to pick up his mobile phone and wanted to add a WeChat account.

Cheng Zhu didn't refuse because of her big breasts.

Li Xinyue saw Cheng Zhu and Jiang Wanzhou walking towards the door, and immediately stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go too."

Chen Rongrong, who was busy chatting, raised her head for no apparent reason, and Li Rui, who noticed some clues, felt like he had been stabbed in the heart again.

For some reason, what Cheng Zhu said to him began to appear in his mind: "The warm man is behind the dog."

The three of them got up and Li Rui went to pay.

He was still stubbornly trying to show off his planned pussy. When the waiter asked him, "Do you have a membership card for the store?", he pretended to be calm and sophisticated and said, "Yes, take the card."
To be continued...
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