Reborn in 2014, getting rich from the World Cup

After hanging up the phone.

Yang Zheng noticed that Cheng Mengdie was looking at him with a dull expression, and couldn't help but ask:

"Why are you in a daze?"

Cheng Mengdie came back to her senses and didn't say anything. She just glanced at him and quickly turned her head away. Her pretty face turned red inexplicably.

She didn't have the nerve to tell Yang Zheng that she was stunned by how handsome he looked when he was on the phone...

Especially the last sentence, "I will not be stingy with treatment that matches your value."

He is even more domineering than the bosses she sees in idol dramas.

You know, what she likes most is this kind of cool and domineering type of man.

If she had liked Yang Zheng a little before.

So now Yang Zheng has penetrated directly into her heart.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yang Zheng was too lazy to ask more questions.

He called Zhou Wei again.

Of course, I talked about what happened to Wang Yifei just now.

Then he transferred 1000 million yuan directly to the company's account to confirm the original registered capital.

He seemed to have finished his work.

Cheng Mengdie asked, "Have you started your own company?"

Yang Zheng nodded: "Yeah."

Cheng Mengdie asked again: "What company?"

"Online media company."

Yang Zheng replied.

Just as he was about to put down his phone, it rang again.

It's not a phone call, it's a video call.

Zhou Mei called.

Yang Zheng paused and then answered the call directly.

The video lights up.

Zhou Mei saw the situation on his side at a glance and his face changed slightly.

And here.

"ah!"

Cheng Mengdie exclaimed and quickly ran to the side: "What are you doing! You're video chatting with someone when I'm dressed like this!"

"Girl, the anchor of my company."

Yang Zheng replied.

Cheng Mengdie just seemed to be relieved and rolled her eyes at him.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "You are too stupid. How could I bear to let other men see you like this?"

Cheng Mengdie's pretty face turned red when she heard this and she avoided his gaze.

"Ahem! Mr. Yang, are you done with your work over there?"

Zhou Mei asked expressionlessly.

Although she knew her identity.

But she really couldn't stand Yang Zheng flirting with girls in front of her.

And we even took a hot spring bath together!

Yang Zheng said casually, "If you have something to say, just tell me directly."

Zhou Mei only felt her heart tremble, and a feeling of soreness and swelling.

She suppressed her emotions and tried to maintain a calm tone.

"I'm just reporting to you, Mr. Yang, that I'm going to be broadcasting tonight at 10 p.m."

Yang Zheng nodded: "Okay, I understand, I will take a look at it when the time comes."

He paused for a moment and said, "Anything else?"

"It's okay. Goodbye, Mr. Yang."

After Zhou Wei finished speaking, she hung up the call.

Otherwise she was afraid that she would lose control.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that being someone's lover was not that easy.

Especially the man you like.

Here.

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment and said to himself: I can’t be an honest man anymore!

I just recovered my composure and put the phone aside.

Of course he did that on purpose just now.

Otherwise, you can just not answer the video call, talk to Zhou Mei directly, or not deliberately flirt with Cheng Mengdie...

In short, he did everything that could stimulate Zhou Mei.

purpose?

Pour a basin of cold water on Zhou Mei to make her sober up and realize her own identity, so that she won’t think too much in the future, and... won’t get too deeply involved.

"Is that your company's anchor? Why would he even video chat with you before starting a livestream? Even if he wanted to report to you, wouldn't he have just sent a message or called you?"

Cheng Mengdie spoke in a casual tone, but it was full of sourness.

Yang Zheng smiled slightly: "Jealous?"

"Tsk! Who's jealous?"

Cheng Mengdie raised her chin proudly.

Yang Zheng pulled her closer, hugged her in his arms, and explained, "She is also from Lincheng. I signed the contract with her personally, so she can be considered my friend."

Cheng Mengdie paused for a moment, still in that casual tone: "I think she is quite pretty, don't you have any ideas?"

Yang Zheng rested his head on her shoulder: "Who made me meet you first?"

"cut!"

Cheng Mengdie snorted disdainfully, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

Yang Zheng whispered into her ear again: "I want to get back a bet."

Cheng Mengdie muttered softly: "I didn't stop it... well."

Lips meet.

……

Yang Zheng's idea of ​​taking Cheng Mengdie to take a hot spring bath to liberate their nature is undoubtedly correct.

When asking for the bet for the third time.

He got started.

But Cheng Mengdie didn't resist much.

By the time you ask for the bet for the fourth time, it should be done easily.

Then fiercely...

Emmmm......

There’s no need to be in such a hurry.

You can stay together for a while.

Before, Yang Zheng really thought that he would just be a jerk to Cheng Mengdie once and for all.

But now I feel a little reluctant.

Although Cheng Mengdie's appearance and figure are not the best, they are only around 85 points.

But her skin is the best among all the girls Yang Zheng has ever talked to or even seen.

It's really milk skin.

It is white, tender, shiny and elastic.

He was quite fond of it.

After taking a hot spring bath.

The two of them also visited some ornamental hot springs of various shapes.

Spent a day in Quanshui Town.

In the evening, we took a bus back to Lincheng city.

Then after having dinner outside, I walked for a while to help digest the food.

It was past 8 o'clock when we returned to the hotel.

They still planned to go to bed early tonight.

Because tomorrow morning at 3 am, it is the World Cup final, Tank Country vs. Atin Country.

Yang Zheng had an impression of this battle for the ownership of the Hercules Cup.

The two sides drew 90:0 in the 0-minute regular season.

Then the Tank Nation won by one goal in overtime.

The Tank Kingdom itself is also the more favored team, with odds of winning only 2.15.

The odds of Argentina winning are 2.92.

The odds for a draw are 3.65.

Yang Zheng originally only bet 1000 million.

And no more betting on the score.

Because the odds of a 0:0 score are not high, only 9.12.

emmmm...it’s actually quite high.

But if you bet hundreds of millions or even tens of millions on the score, that would be a bit too bold.

If he bet less, it would not be worth destroying the database in which he had been betting on large scores.

So he simply didn't bet.

But I think this is the last wave of wool.

He was a little unwilling, so he simply added another 1000 million to the draw.

Then he instigated Cheng Mengdie to take advantage of the 0:0 score.

Under his excellent eloquence and lobbying.

Cheng Mengdie gambled half of her pocket money and bet 5 yuan.

If you win, you will owe Yang Zheng ten more kisses.

Since she didn't win, Yang Zheng gave her back her original 20 yuan pocket money.

Rather than saying it is eloquence, it is better to say it is "wealth".

So there are so many things that money can measure.

Does Cheng Mengdie need this little money?

There is definitely no shortage.

But Yang Zheng was willing to spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to bet with her that she didn't care at all about what Yang Zheng did to her.

This undoubtedly made her feel very comfortable.

Just like Xia Zhu doesn't love money, but every second that Wang Duoyu spends touching her is burned with money.

After the two returned to the hotel.

They each took a shower and went to bed.

But after Yang Zheng lay in bed for a while.

I got up and turned on the computer.

He wanted to forget about the premiere of Zhou Mei at 10 o'clock tonight and sleep until 3 o'clock in the morning.

But it didn't work.

He sent a message to Zhou Mei: [What is your Dousha ID?]

Zhou Mei replied almost instantly: [True Love Rose]

Yang Zheng: “…”

Pun, deduct money.