Chapter 235 The whole world will pay the bill

"Miss Lott, I come here with sincerity this time."

Bob quickly regained his composure because he knew very well that he was already at a disadvantage in the negotiation.

Since he didn't know how much information his opponent had, he would wait and see what happened.

"If it were not sincerity, I think as the CEO of the largest gambling company in the UK, you would not meet me, a little singer."

Pixie smiled playfully, looking a little mysterious.

Bob quickly said: "You are not a little singer. In the eyes of us ordinary people, you are a singer. For a customer like you, you are definitely different from ordinary people."

"I don't know, how will the treatment be different between me and the other 25 fans?"

"You, like them, are our company's customers, and serving customers has always been our purpose."

Do bookmakers care about their customers?

I'm afraid it's the money in your wallet.

"Actually, this is no secret in our industry. Fans can redeem in advance at a relatively high odds to avoid greater losses."

"After all, there are risks in any investment, and they are uncontrollable. If you lose, you may lose everything, so it is better to stop early."

"I know that fifty thousand pounds is nothing to you. This is probably your first time participating in betting, so I want you to know more about the rules."

Pixie picked up the cup, blew slowly, and said: "As you said, that fifty thousand pounds is nothing to me. If you lose, you lose, just for fun. I'm going to Las Vegas

In one night, I lost a lot more than this."

You are just playing for fun, but for me, it is over!

"That's true. But Miss Lott, it's just a matter of winning or losing in the casino. If you lose, you have bad luck. But football games are different. There are too many factors involved. There are many people who are lucky and still lose. And

There are also underground gambling companies operating behind the scenes.”

"Our existence can help customers like you avoid risks."

Pixie raised her head, looked directly at Bob, and said, "Actually, you are helping yourself."

Bob smiled lightly, leaned back slightly, and said: "It's all a win-win situation. We are a formal company, and compared to underground gambling companies, we consider the fans more. If there is no feasible alternative, then a large number of fans will flock to underground gambling.

, what else do we earn?”

"Redeeming in advance is the guarantee we give our fans. With the guarantee, they will continue to choose us next time."

Pixie also smiled easily and said: "But I don't care. If I lose fifty thousand pounds, I will lose it and I won't feel bad at all. If I win, I will make a crazy profit of 250 million. If it were you, what would you choose?"

Bob picked up the coffee and said calmly as if nothing had happened: "You can do this, it is your right. I am just explaining to you in detail the uncontrollable risks within the scope of my obligations."

"So far, Leicester City has created a great result in football history, but their own strength cannot ensure they win the championship this season."

"Their next opponents will be West Ham United, Manchester United, Chelsea and Everton, the four traditional strong teams. Even the giants do not dare to be careless. Without any foundation, it is absolutely impossible to win the championship.

of."

"You won't get a cent of your fifty thousand pounds back."

Bob spoke categorically and confidently.

Pixie took a deep breath and said, "Is it impossible to win the championship?"

She shook her head towards Omar behind her, who smiled and asked slowly: "Sir, according to the news I just received, your company has just updated the latest odds for Leicester City to win the championship.

The ratio is 11:4, so what do you mean?”

Bob's expression twitched slightly and explained: "This is just a normal adjustment. It is impossible for the company to maintain the original odds when a season is almost over. You will find that the odds of other teams

, and will also make adjustments after each game."

Omar said: "Let's consider it a routine adjustment. Then your company has already redeemed the previous 25 fans in advance. How to explain this?"

Bob and Henderson looked at each other, a little surprised.

Because this early exchange is still confidential so far, why is the other party so well-informed?

"This is an odds of 1:3300, which has reached 66% of the original odds. Isn't it guilty?"

Omar's words were undoubtedly a heavy hammer that hit both of them on the chest.

The other party came prepared and had far more information than imagined.

"If Leicester City didn't have the championship status, even if they redeemed in advance, the odds wouldn't be so scary."

Bob still wanted to make a final struggle, and said calmly: "This is only modified based on computer adjustments, and it is not my decision alone. If Miss Lott thinks that the odds will get higher and higher, then please wait one more week."

"If Leicester City draws or loses in the next game, then the odds will not be what they are now. It is very likely to fall off a cliff, and even lose the top spot after two games."

"We will not be what we are now."

After saying this, Bob looked completely unconcerned.

Pixie smiled, drank all the warm water in the cup, fastened it to the kettle, and then slowly tightened it.

This means leaving, Bob will not understand.

But he was still very calm, trying to control his emotions and conceal his panic.

"Mr. Reeves, thank you for inviting me to such a great club. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"As for the fifty thousand pounds, just be my boyfriend Rosie and give me a chance to splurge. He has an income of twenty thousand pounds a week, so we can afford it."

Seeing Pixie getting up, Bob finally couldn't help but put down his coffee and said: "OK, Miss Lott, let's talk about the buyout odds."

You can afford it, but I can't.

"Odds?" Pixie smiled mischievously, as if her conspiracy had succeeded, and said: "Isn't it an odds of 1:5000? What else are we talking about?"

"this……"

Bob resisted his impulse and said: "Miss Lott, I invite you here today just to solve this problem. Of course we hope you can win money, but it is only within a range that we can accept."

Pixie said forcefully: "Since you can offer such odds, you can naturally pay the corresponding compensation. If you don't have this ability, the group of actuaries you have can use it to cheat you."

The other party has already made his words clear, and Bob doesn't hide it.

"Miss Lott, we sincerely want to make friends with you and hope to give you face. In terms of the compensation amount, we will give you a satisfactory figure."

After that, open the phone, enter the numbers, and flip it over.

Pixie's face was expressionless and she said with a smile: "Luo once said to me that you have to be merciful and merciful, which means that since you are justified, don't make things too difficult for others."

"Mr. Rossi is a man of great wisdom." Bob looked happy when he heard that things had turned around and gave her a thumbs up.

"But I also learned a saying from him, you are unkind and I am unjust. It means that if you feel sorry for me, don't think that I can let you go."

"Miss Lott, I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding." Bob didn't know when he had offended Pixie.

Pixie asked coldly: "Let me ask you, in these games, have you done anything behind the scenes to intentionally target Rossi and cause him to be injured?"

Bob's face changed slightly, his eyes widened, and he said: "How is it possible? We are a regular company..."

Omar rushed to speak: "In the past few games, your company used rewards to motivate players, and at the same time, it also hinted to them to target Rossi."

"In the last scene, you were even more shameless. You took advantage of the odds and let underground gambling companies operate behind the scenes. Am I wrong, Mr. Reeves?"

Bob said: "You...what evidence do you have?"

"Of course we didn't, but everyone knows this kind of thing. Now the FA is involved in the investigation. Although you are staying out of the matter, at the same time, your conspiracy has not succeeded. Because you have no way to prevent Leicester City from winning the championship.

"

Bob's chest rose and fell, obviously what he was thinking.

"So, the purpose of your coming today..."

Pixie said coldly: "There is no need for anyone to be embarrassed, and I am not an unreasonable person. However, you are the one who offended me first, so don't blame me."

"I don't allow anyone to hurt my lover in this way."

"Mr. Reeves, during this time, please prepare 250 million pounds. I will come to exchange it on time. Bye!"

Pixie winked mischievously, but to Bob, she looked like a demon from hell.

This is 250 million pounds!!!

Pixie has been away for a long time, but this number still echoes in his ears.

"Boss, what should I do..."

Henderson finally spoke, but his voice was obviously trembling.

After a long time, Bob calmed down, took out a document from his bag and threw it on the table.

Henderson opened, his pupils dilated, first surprised, then excited.

"Boss, when did you... This move is really good! It's really good!"

"Tall ass!" Bob's cold tone interrupted his flattery.

"The day after I bought this bitch, I ordered most of the money to be dispersed and bought Leicester City from bookmakers and underground bookmakers around the world to reduce risks."

"It seems that my decision at that time was wise, otherwise we would be in danger."

Henderson was even more impressed.

Hedging risks!

Bookmakers are not stupid. When faced with high odds and high buy-in bets, they will start risk hedging to reduce losses.

If Leicester City wins the championship this season, Pixie will take away 250 million from William Hill.

The bets Bob bought from other places will also become part of it.

This summer, bookmakers and underground casinos around the world are paying for Pixie.
Chapter completed!