"Not to mention buying a plane, it's enough to buy a submarine."

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes and said that he could win about one billion yuan in a prize pool of 3 billion yuan.

Subtracting the money from Lu Xiang, there are at least several hundred million in his hands.

Even if you have half a share with Yang Pingfan, you will earn at least 100 million or 200 million.

Thinking about how much money you can make immediately, Xu Yang was a little excited.

"These two teams are experienced and are very famous in the country."

"The bosses of the club behind the scenes are also richest people, and they are very awesome."

Yang Pingfan explained with a smile: "We agreed to end the game two to one."

"According to the current odds, we will be able to score less than 2 billion after we win."

Xu Yang nodded heavily, all of this was as expected.

After dividing the money, they returned the money that Lu Xiang lost to him, and the rest were divided in half.

"Hope, no accidents."

Xu Yang said softly.

Yang Pingfan patted his shoulder and said calmly: "Brother, just don't worry, there will be no accidents."

"We signed a sky-high agreement. If we breach the contract, we must pay us 2 billion."

"Those richest men won't lose their reputation for this little money."

Hearing this, Xu Yang glanced behind his back and thought to himself that these wealthy people who were hypocritical on the surface did not expect that they would be so dark and dirty behind their backs.

Suddenly, the audience cheered.

Xu Yang looked back and found that the ball had already been played first and was ready to score.

However, due to an accident, the ball fell out and was hugged by the goalkeeper.

"Why."

A sigh came from behind and cursed: "Can these people play football? Isn't it better to have a kick just now?"

Xu Yang swept over and said that the one who cursed was a friend of Xiao Wang.

Xiao Wang put his hand on his girlfriend's shoulders, looking calm and natural.

"Brother, no one knows about the counterfeiting, right?"

Xu Yang asked softly.

"No one knows."

Yang Pingfan responded in a low voice: "Only our Party A and Party B know that the other Chinese energy matches don't know that we are going to play fake football."

"That's good."

Xu Yang felt relieved. He saw Xiao Wang so calm just now, looking like he was not afraid of losing money.

I'm afraid that the other party will know some inside information, so I have to share half of my money at that time.

"I scored, the Zhongneng team scored a goal!"

The people in the audience immediately started to revel in the carnival, and some fans rushed to the court and took off their clothes and ran.

"He was so happy that he thought he had won the money, but he would lose badly in the end."

Yang Pingfan sneered.

Xu Yang smiled and said, "HK is going to make people happy."

"Xu Yang, how many have you bought?"

Liu Zi asked.

Xu Yang thought for a while and said, "I bought 50 million, but I feel like I'm going to lose."

"I bought so many."

Liu Zi nodded thoughtfully and said, "Which team did you buy?"

Xu Yang pointed to the yellow clothes on the court and said, "I bought them."

"China League One."

Liu Zi smiled and shook her head, saying, "You must have bought the wrong one, that's just one China League One team, and the other one is the Chinese Super League."

“The two are one level apart.”

"I don't know why both of them can get together, they have money to burn."

"It's obviously not on the same level."

Xu Yang looked surprised and said, "I really don't know much about this. I just suppressed it based on my sixth sense."

"Brother, I'm going to lose. I'm more than 50 million, you can compensate me."

Xu Yang showed a painful look, and his acting skills were realistic, so Yang Pingfan was stunned for a few seconds.

"Well... it's just 50 million. If it's gone, it's gone. Just make it back in the future."

"We can just have fun today."

Yang Pingfan comforted Xu Yang in a hypocritical way.

"Yes, Mr. Xu, this time I will treat it as a lesson. Next time I will teach you how to buy it."

Liu Zi also showed a very sympathetic appearance, and even she believed that she would win the Chinese Super League.

Xu Yang sighed again, covered his face and stood up: "I'll go to the bathroom and let me calm down."

After saying that, he got up and left, and Yang Pingfan also followed: "Brother, I'll go too, I'm afraid you can't figure it out."

The two left the scene with their arms around each other.

Liu Zi shook her head and sighed, "Young Master Xu is so pitiful, she lost more than 50 million, half a million."

At this time, the two of them had already arrived in the toilet.

"Brother, let me relieve my stress."

Xu Yang said.

"Pretty, my acting skills are so realistic, I even believe it."

Yang Pingfan laughed and handed over a cigarette.

After taking a few sips, Xu Yang said lightly: "What should I do if I don't pretend to be a little bit suspicious?"

"However, my 50 million may really be gone."

Xu Yang sighed.

More than 50 million was given to Zhang Feiqiang, and it was estimated that it was the Chinese Super League team.

But no matter what, as long as you win the China League One in the end, you can still earn more than 50 million.

"My son, what a coincidence, you are here too."

Someone came over to say hello.

Xu Yang didn't know the other party, so he could only respond.

"Small."

Someone came to the bathroom again and greeted Xu Yang when he saw him.

Xu Yang responded embarrassedly.

After the other party entered, he muttered in his heart, who is this person?

Know yourself no matter how you are.

"Brother, don't you know them?"

Yang Pingfan asked.

Xu Yang smiled unnaturally. To be honest, he really couldn't remember who they were.

"You forgot that they were all here when they returned to the dinner."

Yang Pingfan said.

Xu Yang tried hard to recall, but he really couldn't remember which dinner party I had seen them.

"It doesn't matter if I can't remember it."

Yang Pingfan put out the cigarette butts and said calmly: "Those people are dead from the factory manager's son, worth about millions to tens of millions."

"Their grades are still too low, and it doesn't matter if they don't make friends."

When Xu Yang heard this, he felt speechless.

It is now 2007, and there are still hundreds of millions of people in the country struggling above the poverty line.
To be continued...