Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

hotel room.

After Feng Yuan put down her luggage and went out.

Cheng Mengdie joked: "It turns out that he is just the hotel's private butler. I thought he was your own."

"My family is just an ordinary family, but we don't have a housekeeper."

Yang Zheng replied, and then said, "We can't go anywhere at this time. Let's rest in the hotel for a while. I'll take you to eat Lincheng's specialties tonight."

"An ordinary family that spends hundreds of millions on football, right?"

Cheng Mengdie glared at him, then said, "Forget about the special dishes. I can't eat spicy food. Your Chu Nan's special dishes must all be spicy."

This is true.

Yang Zheng thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go eat fish. Boiled fish in Donglin Lake water tastes pretty good and is considered a specialty of Lincheng."

Cheng Mengdie nodded and asked, "What about after dinner? No plans?"

Yang Zheng shrugged: "Our Lincheng is a small place, there's really nothing fun to do at night."

Cheng Mengdie rolled her eyes: "Then I can't stay in the hotel now and then go back to the hotel after dinner, right? So am I here to play in Lincheng or in the hotel?"

In fact, the hotel is the most fun place.

Yang Zheng secretly complained, and said:

"After dinner, I'll take you shopping to help digest the food, then we'll go back to the hotel for a spa treatment. Then we'll go to bed early and get up at 4 a.m. to watch the game. After the game, we'll go to Gaolin Mountain to watch the sunrise. Is this an arrangement okay with you?"

"Oh, right!" Cheng Mengdie seemed to remember something: "There's a semi-final between Windmill Country and Ating Country tomorrow morning!"

She paused and said, "How did you bet?"

Yang Zheng glanced at her and said, "Atingguo wins, and then there are three big scores: 1:5, 1:6, and 1:7."

You might as well just bet on me.

Cheng Mengdie's words came to her lips, but she swallowed them back.

After witnessing Yang Zheng win with a score of 1:7, she really didn't dare to say this.

She then asked, "How much did you bet?"

Yang Zheng replied directly: "Win or lose 200, score 10."

She knew everything about the 6.5 million yuan win, so there was no need to hide this little thing from her.

Cheng Mengdie paused for a moment: "Ten thousand?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Speak human language, I don't understand dog language."

Cheng Mengdie was stunned for a moment, then realized: Wan and Wang are homophones, and she just...

"You are the dog!"

She replied angrily, then added: "I'm asking if the two million and the one hundred thousand you just mentioned are true!"

Yang Zheng said as if it was a matter of course: "Then it's a piece?"

Cheng Mengdie: “…”

She realized that her question was unnecessary.

"Do you think... can we still win?"

Cheng Mengdie had an expression of being ready to do something.

This question is even dumber.

Yang Zheng complained silently, but then said, "If I didn't think it would win, why would I bet on it?"

After Cheng Mengdie received a positive answer, her eyes gradually became firm.

She took out her cell phone and started operating it.

Yang Zheng naturally knew what she was doing.

But he was a little curious about how much she would bet, so he leaned over to take a look.

Then I almost laughed out loud.

Ating Guosheng won by 10, with three big scores of 1 each.

But he knew that Cheng Mengdie usually only played with one or two hundred yuan.

This time, he was obviously provoked by him and invested a lot of money.

It must be a huge loss, because you will never get anything back.

After placing her bet, Cheng Mengdie glanced at him and said, "I only have less than 20 yuan in pocket money left. I've bet more than half of it this time. If I don't win..."

She paused before continuing, "Then our previous bet is void!"

"Why?"

Yang Zheng was so angry that he laughed: "I didn't force you to bet like this."

Cheng Mengdie raised her chin: "I don't care, I only made this bet because you said so, of course you have to be responsible!"

Yang Zheng looked at her for a while and said, "If that's the case, how much do you plan to give me if you win?"

Cheng Mengdie shook her head: "I used my own money to stake it, why should I give you a share of the profits?"

"Okay, okay, that's how you want to play, right?"

Yang Zheng said, taking a few steps closer to her: "If you want to cheat, I'll have to take back the bet in advance."

"and many more!"

Cheng Mengdie raised her hand to block her cherry lips: "I won't cheat anymore! Let's talk about the bet in a few days. I'm not ready yet!"

In fact, Yang Zheng also had the same idea.

Otherwise, the two of them would be half-familiar with each other now.

Cheng Mengdie would definitely not show her teeth when he asked for the bet.

Moreover, if he got his bet back now.

After that, Cheng Mengdie will definitely become calm.

In that case, there will definitely be less sparks when the two of them get along.

After all, the sword hanging over your head is the most threatening.

So after seeing Cheng Mengdie "surrender".

Yang Zheng did not press the issue any further, but simply said:

"I won that bet with millions of dollars. Now you want to exchange it for a few hundred thousand dollars. Isn't that too much to ask for? Unless..."

Cheng Mengdie subconsciously asked, "Unless what?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Add one. If you win this time, then let me kiss you twice. If you lose, then it's all written off."

The thought of being kissed by him, even baring my teeth and everything.

Cheng Mengdie's cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

She thought for a moment and said, "Can we just count the score?"

Yang Zheng glanced at her sideways: "What are you dreaming about? What are the odds of that score being in the correct range? Of course it depends on the win or loss."

Cheng Mengdie immediately shook her head: "Then let's not bet. I also think Team Ating will win."

Yang Zheng smiled slightly: "Then wait until you are ready, and I will collect the bet directly."

Cheng Mengdie rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

After saying that, she went straight to the bathroom.

If she continued to confront Yang Zheng like this, she was afraid her face would burn.

After going to the bathroom, she washed her face and felt much more natural.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while.

Yang Zheng saw that the time was almost up.

I made a phone call to inform Feng Yuan to prepare the car.

Then he took Cheng Mengdie downstairs and took a car to a restaurant - Jiangfeng Yuhuo.

This is the most famous restaurant in Lincheng for eating Donglin Lake fish.

After arriving at the place.

Yang Zheng instructed Feng Yuan, "We'll be back around 8 o'clock. Butler Feng, please pick us up directly at the pedestrian street. Oh, and we'll have a SPA when we get back. Remember to arrange that."

"Ok."

Feng Yuan nodded in response.

Yang Zheng just signaled Cheng Mengdie to get out of the car.

Then the two of them went straight into Jiangfengyuhuo.

After entering the store.

Follow the waiter to find a seat.

The waiter handed the menu to Cheng Mengdie.

Cheng Mengdie gestured to Yang Zheng and said, "Please help me. I don't even know what dishes here are delicious."

Yang Zheng didn't hesitate and took the menu and started ordering:

"Boiled fish, pork ribs with garlic sauce, steamed pork with rice flour, and seasonal vegetables."

After ordering, he added, "My friend is from Chudong and can't eat spicy food. Remember to make a note of it."

"Ok."

The waiter nodded and went downstairs.

Cheng Mengdie glanced at Yang Zheng in surprise. "My favorite dishes are garlic pork ribs and steamed pork with rice flour. How did you order those by chance?"

Yang Zheng smiled slightly: "Fate."

Cheng Mengdie was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Apart from this answer, she couldn't think of any other reason.

The truth is:

In his previous life, Yang Zheng had been friends with her for nearly a semester, and he knew some of her common preferences.