Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

Chapter 012 1:5 times!

Yang Zheng had always been very strange before.

Why do people say that men always like 18-year-old girls?

He felt that 18 years old was still a little immature.

He prefers the 24 or 25 year old type.

It retains youthfulness and liveliness, yet also has a mature and sexy feel.

It wasn't until today that he finally understood.

The 18-year-old girl is...

It’s so easy to lie!

Just a box lunch and a midnight snack.

Zhang Feifei and Zhou Mei collapsed in his arms.

Yes, both girls were drunk.

When it comes to eating barbecue, you definitely have to drink beer.

He was dressed like a socialite and had a cigarette in his mouth.

When he heard Yang Zheng directly order a dozen drinks, he didn't stop him.

This made Yang Zheng think that even if they couldn't drink much, they could at least drink a little, right?

But the result?

Just one bottle...

Also leave some bottom for fish.

Then they leaned on Yang Zheng, one on the left and one on the right.

"Yang, Yang Zheng, right? You can't, you can't lie to us! You must, you must, take us to do a live broadcast. I, I don't, I don't want to be a factory girl!"

Zhang Feifei hugged Yang Zheng's arm and spoke incoherently with a thick tongue.

He didn't even remember my name, yet he dared to drink like this in front of others.

Which man doesn’t like this kind of girl?

Zhou Mei is better than her.

But it's not much better.

She pulled Yang Zheng's other arm and spoke clearly, but the content was...

"Yang Zheng, you're not taking us to do some kind of pornographic live broadcast, right? I definitely won't do it! Unless you pay me a lot of money!"

Yang Zheng: ...

He was really convinced.

If you can’t drink it, just say it earlier!

Why are you pretending to be a social person!

"Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Yang Zheng shook the two of them and asked.

Don’t you pick this up?

Pick up yarn.

Looking at those two faces with smoky makeup, he really couldn't muster any interest at all.

And he was planning to let the two of them work for him.

If we pick up their words, this matter will become difficult to discuss.

It’s not like he’s out of biscuits.

I'm going to Changlong with Yin Qian tomorrow.

Why do you need to be so impatient?

So, just send it back.

however……

"We, we can't go home."

"Yes, we asked our family for money, saying we were going on a trip and we couldn't go back."

"We prepare at night, stay in the internet cafe and stay up all night."

"Well, let's go to the Internet cafe."

The two of them spoke one by one.

They have quite a good understanding.

"call!"

Yang Zheng let out a long breath.

With this character, you still go to the Internet cafe all night. Aren’t you afraid of getting drunk?

He held the two girls, one in each hand, and walked towards the hotel where he was staying.

Arrived at the hotel.

I'm too lazy to book a room again.

Because I'm too lazy to find their ID cards.

Under the envious gaze of the guy at the front desk.

Yang Zheng took the two of them directly back to his room.

He booked a standard room.

There are two beds.

After throwing the two of them on a bed.

He went and took a bath.

Then he lay down on the other bed and fell asleep quickly.

It's already past two in the morning.

Played the game for 8 hours straight.

Drink some more wine.

He was already extremely sleepy.

……

The next day.

Yang Zheng felt as if a heavy object weighing a thousand pounds was pressing down on him, and it was difficult for him to breathe.

Ghost on the bed?

He opened his eyes sharply.

All you see is snow-white.

Yang Zheng subconsciously reached out and pushed it away.

then……

"what!"

A sharp explosion.

Yang Zheng was also startled back to his senses by the scream.

"stop!"

He was speechless. "Don't act like you're in a TV show. Check yourself before you call. It's not too late to call if you find there's really a problem."

Zhang Feifei was stunned and quickly lowered her head to glance. After a pause, her expression became a little embarrassed.

Although his clothes were a little messy.

But she could feel... that she was not hurt.

and.

She wasn't drunk to the point of passing out last night.

She even remembered that Yang Zheng threw her and Zhou Mei on the same bed.

I also remember getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom.

and so……

"that……"

Zhang Feifei blushed slightly: "Sorry, it was my subconscious reaction."

"It's okay, as long as there's no screaming and slapping."

Yang Zheng said, and then gestured: "Can you get off me now?"

"what!"

Zhang Feifei screamed, quickly got up and ran back to the other bed.

"You didn't mean to get into someone's bed, did you?"

Zhou Mei joked with a half-smile.

"Go to hell!"

Zhang Feifei pushed her lightly.

"You were drunk last night, and I definitely couldn't leave you in the internet cafe, so I brought you here."

Yang Zheng explained.

Both of them nodded.

They actually still have some impression of what happened last night.

Even if you can't drink much, you won't pass out after drinking a bottle of beer.

Yang Zheng picked up his phone and took a look.

08: 37.

There is still some time before the 9 o'clock appointment with Yin Qian.

There are several unread messages on WeChat.

They were still all sent by Yin Qian.

What are you busy with? Are you going to be busy all day?

This was posted around 8 o'clock last night.

【No reply yet? 】

【If you don’t reply, I’ll be angry! 】

These two messages were sent around 10 o'clock last night.

Then the latest few messages were sent in the morning.

First, a screenshot.

[[Bullfighting Country 1:5 Windmill Country]]

Then came several messages in a row.

You hit it again!

【How much did you win this time? 】

[I think the odds are over 200 times!]

【are you asleep? 】

【Remember to reply when you wake up】

After being stunned for a moment, Yang Zheng quickly opened the Zhifubao.

Then the whole person was completely stunned.

Zhifubao shows that the latest amount received is: 2.

256 million!

He randomly bet on those three games yesterday just to get some data.

5：1，1：5，1：6。

The 1:5 in the middle game actually happened to be correct!

What kind of luck is this?

dumbfounded.

Yang Zheng found out after looking it up online.

The second game last night was the Bullfighting Country vs. the Windmill Country.

The Bullfighting Nation is the pair with the stronger external assessment.

Even the odds of winning are 6.5 times that of the fourth place.

And the Windmill Country is... 17 times.

The score of 1:5 between the two teams is undoubtedly a huge upset.

It's comparable to the 7:1 game.

No wonder people who buy football tickets love the rooftop so much.

How could anyone in their right mind have imagined such a huge upset? How could anyone dare to bet like that?

"Did you pick up any money? Why are you laughing like that?"

Zhang Feifei's voice rang out.

It really is money picking up.

Balance: 2688600.

Looking at this string of numbers, Yang Zheng's smile grew even wider.

"A small profit."

He smiled and nodded, then stood up and walked towards the bathroom:

"I have something else to do, so I have to leave first. I'll extend this room for a few more days. You guys can sleep here tonight and don't stay up all night in the internet cafe."

Zhou Mei thought of something: "Did you buy the ball?"

"Ah."

Yang Zheng responded and started to wash up.

After washing.

He returned to the room, took out his phone, opened the QR code, and gestured:

"Add me on WeChat and I'll contact you when I get back."

They each took out their mobile phones to scan the code.

Zhang Feifei asked curiously, "How much did you win?"

Yang Zheng didn't reply, but simply said, "Don't even think about giving charity with that little money you have."

Then he waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving first. The room card is in the card slot at the door. Remember to take it with you when you go out."

After saying that, he left.

I scanned 1000 yuan as a deposit at the front desk of the hotel downstairs.