Sitting in Sun City until five o'clock, Tan Xiaotian interrupted the two Chu brothers' dreams and drove the two ladies away.

If you don’t hurry up, if you stay still, these two people will be broken.

Today's experience will surely open the door to a new world for them.

The three of them followed Haihong to take a casual chew of their stomachs, and then she took them to a bar called Space.

It's not yet 6 o'clock, and there are no guests in the bar, but the tables and chairs are arranged neatly. There is a 51-inch rear projection TV on the small stage in front, and everything is ready.

"My brother, find them a good seat."

Haihong threw them directly to a waiter and disappeared.

Naturally, Sister Hong’s younger brother could not neglect. The waiter took them to the right position of the TV and put some dried fruit drinks on it. Just as he was about to go down, he was stopped by Tan Xiaotian.

"Brother, let me ask you about something. I want to bet on the football team. Is there a dealer in your field?"

The waiter's eyes were round, "Aren't you Sister Hong's younger brother?"

Why don’t you look for her to look for me when you bet on football?”

"She is so busy, how can she pay attention to me? Besides, I'm just a little play, so it's different to anyone I want."

Tan Xiaotian smiled and took out 200 yuan from his pocket and shook his eyes before the waiter.

"All right!"

The waiter thought about it and felt that only 200 yuan was not worth the labor. He took out a small book from his pocket and wrote down Tan Xiaotian's name and money, "Who do you bet to win?"

Tan Xiaotian was full of confidence, "Everyone thinks France is the host and bet on it to win. I want to go against them. I bet Corotia wins. Well, Corotia gets one goal. What are the odds now?"

The waiter widened his eyes again in surprise, but the customer was willing to bet on what other people's business was. He was just a worker, so there was no need to talk too much.

"Coroatia gives 4.1 odds for one goal, little brother, are you really sure you bet on this?"

Tan Xiaotian nodded, the waiter said nothing, and collected money to issue invoices, "If you win after the competition, use this ticket to collect the money."

Zhang Dapeng and Ma Wei were still immersed in the tender afternoon, and were indifferent to Xiaotian’s betting on football.

Tan Xiaotian glanced at the two of them, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, after going to college, I will find a girlfriend seriously and avoid going to that kind of place."

As the weather got darker, more and more people in the bar gradually became more and more. Finally, the competition time was over. Tan Xiaotian and the other two were excited and finally started.

With the referee's whistle, the semi-finals of the 1998 France World Cup officially began.

Looking at the unclear pictures on the rear-projection TV, I looked at Qi Zu, Suk, Deschamps, Tulam, Lizarazu, and Boban in my peak period again... Tan Xiaotian felt like he was a different life.

He didn't watch the ball seriously throughout the first half and was in a state of confusion until the beginning of the second half, Suk scored a goal using France's mistake.

The whole bar suddenly became silent. Most of the people here were French fans. No one expected that Croatia would score a goal first.

The waiter came over specially and patted Tan Xiaotian on the shoulder, "Yes! Brother, I didn't expect that your guess was really accurate."

"That's right, you're ready to get me money!"

Tan Xiaotian is not humble at all.

But he was not allowed to be happy for too long. France's defender Toulam dribbled the ball twice and scored two goals with a long shot at a similar position. In the end, France defeated Coroatia 2:1 and advanced to the final.

The bar immediately became a sea of ​​joy, and the waiter ran over to comfort Tan Xiaotian, "Brother, why don't I tell the boss and return the money to you for the sake of Sister Hong?"

"Don't look down on people."

Tan Xiaotian waved his hand generously, "I'll come to the finals and continue to bet on the wrong side. Please let your boss prepare the money!"

The waiter just thought he was a child talking big, and ignored it.

When Tan Xiaotian returned home, his parents were already asleep. He gently opened the wardrobe and took out the 70,000 yuan from Liu Jun'sun from the bottom. After thinking about it, he took out 30,000 yuan and put it in his schoolbag, and put the rest back in his original place.

It is probably the limit to bet on football with 30,000 yuan in 1998. No matter how much, he is afraid that something will happen.

If he hadn't been in urgent need of money now, he would never have tried such a risky and radical way.

In the next two days, Tan Xiaotian completely relaxed, played and played with high school classmates every day, and lingered in the game hall, billiards hall, and video hall all day long.

Street Fighter, Three Kingdoms, American Sixteen Colors, Li Lizhen, Ye Yuqing, these elements are superimposed to awaken the 1998 year deep in Tan Xiaotian’s memory.

On the evening of July 13, Tan Xiaotian sneaked into the space bar again with his schoolbag and hat.

The reason for being sneaky is that he doesn't want to be recognized by Haihong. If this sister finds out, he won't think about betting on football.

The waiter who received Tan Xiaotian last time was named Xiaohui. He was not surprised at seeing Tan Xiaotian again.

Gamblers have poor self-control. Those who win want to win more, and those who lose want to make a comeback. Few people can control their greed.

Especially for this kind of half-baby, there is basically nothing that can control yourself.

"Brother, did you come here this time?

Do I want me to arrange a good location for you?”

Xiaohui took the initiative to come forward and greeted him.

Tan Xiaotian didn't want to sit in a too conspicuous place and was discovered by Haihong. He waved his hands repeatedly, took the initiative to find a corner to sit down, and patted his schoolbag, "Brother, I'm bringing money. I'm going to bet on the big one this time. Can you make the decision?"

Xiaohui thought to himself that he was another rich naughty child who stole the family’s money and went out to bet on football. If your adults knew about it, they would not break your legs.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to say it, "I can make the decision for those below 3,000. If those above 3,000, I have to find our manager. But brother, you are from Sister Hong, I can directly find the boss. The boss is Sister Hong's junior brother..." "Don't, just find your manager."

Tan Xiaotian is secretly trying for the sake of something, just don’t want to alarm Haihong.

If Haihong finds the boss, he will definitely know, which is equivalent to cutting off the road to wealth.

Xiaohui found the manager and said that a half-aged child wanted to bet on football and the bet was relatively large.

He didn't specifically talk about the relationship between Xiaotian and Haihong, but he had his own little thoughts.

Betting on the ball is divided into white and black. The white and white plate is to be an agent of the international big dealer. The bets received are handed in full and rebates in proportion. In this way, no matter whether you win or lose, you will make sure to make a profit. The disadvantage is that you make less.

The black market is based on the market, which deducts bets with a higher loss rate. This way, you can make more money, but the risk is also high. If the customer really bets correctly, you have to pay for it to others.

If you can't afford it, you can only run away.

Based on the characteristics of Xiaotian betting last time, Xiaohui judged that he was more likely to bet on the wrong side.

Tonight's final, Samba vs. France. Everyone knows that Samba is full of stars, and his strength is more than a little bit higher than France. The bets of the whole world are tilted towards Samba. If this is not a good thing, this kid will bet on France if he gets angry. If this is the case... Xiaohui dares to assert that if Tan Xiaotian dares to bet on France, his bold and greedy manager will dare to deduct the money and he can also share it.

The manager of the space bar is Xie, and he is a fat little guy with a short figure. After hearing Xiaohui's words, he immediately invited Tan Xiaotian to the office. In less than ten minutes, the bet was set.

Tan Xiaotian dared not be too shocked. The 30,000 yuan was divided into three parts. Ten thousand yuan only bet France wins, with odds of 145, ten thousand bet France get one goal, odds of 2.9, ten thousand bet France get two goals, odds of 5.2.

I gave Tan Xiaotian a good note and sent him out after he left.

Manager Xie and Xiaohui finally couldn't help laughing out loud. The money was a sure thing.

This kid is either a lunatic or a fool. Who in the world dares to bet France to get Samba's two goals? Will Ronaldo Dunga Bebeto Carlos agree?
Chapter completed!