It was not until five minutes before the start of the game that the fat man reported everyone's bets. There were still many people playing Manchester City tonight, and of course, some people also scored the ball.

Brother Jiu heard the report from his subordinates that the betting amount of Fatty is very abnormal. In this game, the betting amount of Manchester City exceeded one million, so Brother Jiu called himself: "Little Fatty, what's going on with your betting? Why are there so many people playing Manchester City this game? You should be careful not to collect the money back then. Also, what's going on with Zhu Zhiyuan? Why is he so big betting?"

"Hehe! Brother Jiu, they heard that Zhang Wen recommended this game to you. They happened to lose 400,000 in Macau, so they planned to fight." The fat man didn't expect Brother Jiu to call in person.

"How did you know about Zhang Wen's recommendation game to me? Zhang Wen told you? Besides, you are so confident in the game recommended by Zhang Wen? If you lose, you will have to pay." Brother Jiu asked.

"I met Ji Qing, she told me. Hehe! Zhu Zhiyuan and the others are confident in the game that Zhang Wen recommended but they don't bet. As long as the Sangmen Star doesn't bet, the game he recommended will probably win in every ten games. I was jealous of him. Hehe! Brother Jiu, see if I asked me to place some bets too. The game will start in two minutes." The fat man had to obtain the consent of Brother Jiu because Brother Jiu did not allow him to bet.

"Just with Ji Qing's words, you found an opportunity? It's so omnipresent! Haha! I'm looking forward to this game very much. Oh! Little fat guy, how much do you want to play? I'll let you play once, no, as an example... 50,000! Okay, I'll bet for you directly." Brother Jiu felt that this matter was getting more and more interesting.

He turned around and said to Fan Zhicheng: "The market has not changed, right? Then give the little fat man 50,000 and help me add 300,000."

...

Ji Qing looked at the fat man's smug look and asked hesitantly: "You are betting on Brother Wen's back, and you are still so big. Will Brother Wen be angry?"

"No, we are even more close than our brothers. Besides, can we forget him after winning money? No matter how many times I didn't let him make some money, half of my 50,000 was for him. No! Bah, bah, bah! I played myself, and he won half of the points."

The fat man panicked about his mistakes and hurried to the God of Wealth offered to the restaurant, burned incense and kowtowed. He was very busy.

Finally, patted Ji Qing on the shoulder: "Remember! Quietly, don't call me! Understand?"

Ji Qing held back his laughter and nodded in cooperation.

After the fat man finished speaking, he held his laptop, hunched his waist, tiptoed, looked around and slipped out of the hotel...

Looking at the fat man's thief, I remembered Zhang Wen's evaluation of this guy--if he doesn't steal, he looks like a thief! Ji Qing covered his mouth and laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe...

After a while, I felt sad for Zhang Wen again, and felt confused and upset. So I called Ji Hong: "Sister! Are you free in the evening? Come and live here!"

"What's wrong? Qingqing, is there anything wrong?" Ji Hong was a little surprised when she looked at the time.

"It's nothing, I'm just upset. If you go to bed, forget it." Ji Qing also saw that it was very late.

"Well, okay, I haven't slept yet, so I'll come over." Ji Hong was very worried about her sister, afraid that something would happen.

...

"Old Bai's Home-Cooked Food" chess and card room, Zhu Zhiyuan pushed away the mahjong and stood up up upset: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I've played for a long time but still couldn't score a single ball."

"Hey! Boss, we played the second set, and we won half of the game without scoring." The fat man comforted Zhu Zhiyuan.

"Nonsense, you haven't watched this ball keep wandering around the Arsenal goal. I'm always being hit so hard, I'm worried and anxious! tmd Zhang Wen, how could this guy recommend this game? Manchester City won all the home games." Zhu Zhiyuan looked at Manchester City's strong home game record in the season, and then saw the overwhelming advantage in the scene. He was upset in his heart.

"Fatty man! Is your news accurate?" Lao Yu's forehead was full of sweat. If he lost, the result would be the most tragic among everyone!

"It's definitely right! It fully meets the four major standards we set before: First, it was recommended by him; Second, he did not place a bet; Third: The odds have not changed, and the water level has not changed much; Fourth: The bet is not more than 50,000, evil! Just play this little! But with the first three iron rules, you will definitely win!" The fat man sweated all over and analyzed with his fingers.

"Old Zhu, I've been betting anyway, what's the point of being anxious? As long as Arsenal withstood the first half, there will be hope. If it really doesn't work, I'll add a batch of imitation mahogany to the next batch of urns!" Lao Gu was calm. But the words behind him attracted a look of contempt. Damn! Before he lost, his idea had already hit the dead.

"Brother Xinwen, I have eternal life! I am not afraid. I guess I will draw. I can only win half of it." The fat man muttered something. He also took out the cigar brought back from Macau, and each of them gave me one, which was said to be authentic Cuban handmade.

"Actually, I want to play Manchester City. Seeing that you all scored the game, I didn't place bets. Alas! Actually, I still think I should play Manchester City. I have studied the odds for this game for a long time, which is a pity." Lao Bai was still afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he published his high arguments.

"Shut up! You only have two thousand or three thousand. What are you trying to coax here?" The fat man said angrily to Professor Bai.

When Lao Bai saw the people present glaring and closed his mouth obediently.

...

"Zhengji Restaurant" Ji Hong leaned against the bed and asked, "Qingqing, I'm calling me here so late to watch the football game with you? You're not a fan, do you understand? What are you doing?"

"Oh! It's not me, it's Brother Jiu, Zhang Wen, and the fat man and the others' trouble..." Ji Qing said the whole story of the afternoon, and Ji Hong's eyes widened wider and wider.

"You mean, they all placed heavy bets in this game?" Ji Hong asked.

"Well! Brother Jiu, I don't know. Those people paid about 600,000 yuan. Brother Fat also paid 50,000 yuan. If I don't tell Brother Fat about what happened this afternoon, I wouldn't have done such a big deal. If I lose, they will not blame Brother Wen. Then Brother Wen knows that I told him to Brother Fat, would you blame me?" Ji Qing said worriedly.

"You're worried about this? Scream! If you want to win, you have to be prepared to lose money. They are all adults, and they are all bosses of all sizes. Can't afford this amount of money? You have to worry about it." Ji Hong was a little amused and crying.

Before he finished speaking, Arsenal scored a goal: "Look, the draw/half-ball has been given. He has already advanced one. He will basically not lose money."

"Really, Brother Wen is really a god. No wonder Fat Brother shouted slogans when he went out - Brother Wen, I will be eternal life!" Ji Qing swept away his sad face and smiled. He said too much, and he also said that Fatty said the wrong thing, burned incense and worshiped Buddha. He heard Ji Hong laughed for a long time.

"Haha! This fat man, you're so lucky!" Ji Hong said a little enviously.

"Brother Wen is the most powerful, but he didn't play by himself. It's so pitiful. Brother Wen still owes a lot of money! Sister, Brother Wen has recommended you several times to football lottery, but he didn't win all of them once? He didn't make any money?" Ji Qing looked a little sad.

"Hmph! Otherwise, why are you called the Sangmen Xing? You win one game every time, and two more times you are a big unpopular person. This guy is really capable. Hehe! He just can't make money, so he's anxious. We all won the first prize once. It's more than three million!" Ji Hong said gloatingly.

"You don't like Brother Wen, do you? You always target him, so why do you have to cooperate with him again?" Ji Qing was puzzled by Ji Hong's performance and was disappointed.

"Don't worry, people like him will not be silent for too long." Ji Hong was shocked by his complacency, and she couldn't understand why she always wanted to suppress Zhang Wen intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that Zhang Wen gave her a vague sense of danger, and her heart moved: "Qingqing, I remind you, don't think about it! He is a wife, and this kind of person is not a serious person. He is used to causing trouble, so he might get into something at any time."

"Oh! What are you talking nonsense? I don't have any random thoughts." Ji Qing suddenly blushed and his heart beat, and he said dissatisfied.

"I just remind you that you are my sister. Will I harm you? Xiao Zhao, who I introduced to you last time, thinks? Although I divorced once, the conditions are very good. The child and his ex-wife will be transferred to the full-time department immediately. People have also expressed their opinions, and they don't mind if they don't have children after marriage." Ji Hong asked Ji Qing.

"I...I don't like it, I don't like the people you come into contact with at all. They all look tall and arrogant. When you see the leader nodding and bowing, you have to think about where you sit for a long time when you have a meal. Sister! Don't introduce me again. I don't want to get married again." Ji Qing muttered.

"How can that be? You are only 32 years old and have been staying in this hotel?" Ji Hong said anxiously.

"Aren't you not married either? You are four years older than me!" Ji Qing retorted.

"I, I'm different from you. When I make enough money and want to get married, I'd rather just pick it!" Ji Hong raised her head proudly.

"A goal is scored again!" Ji Qing avoided this topic with Arsenal's goal.

"This time, this Sangmenxing really won both recommendations..."

Ji Hong suddenly remembered that the two games recommended by Zhang Wen in this issue of football lottery include this one, which was directly recommended by "0". Looking at the score on TV, he murmured.

"Really? Then is this game considered a big upset?" Ji Qing's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was even more excited than winning the prize

...

Compared to the whispers of the two sisters Ji Hong, the fat man and his card room were thunderous. The dining table was knocked so loudly that Zhu Zhiyuan regained his boss's demeanor and asked Lao Bai to bring out a box of beer.

"Cao, so easy, it's 3:0. I originally wanted to make 500,000 yuan, but I don't have that much cash on hand recently." Zhu Zhiyuan curled his lips.

"Lao Bai, see it. The difference between professionals and amateurs is so big. Fortunately, we came here, which saved you 3,000. Brother Wen's King of Lower Pan back then was not a waste of time." The fat man patted Lao Bai proudly and teased Lao Bai.

"I really can't figure it out, I lost 3 goals at home. Alas!" Lao Bai shook his head.

Lao Yu danced happily, not only escaped the disaster, but also gave out thousands of pocket money. Lao Gu also wiped his sweat with relief. Who would believe it if he didn't feel nervous? Lao Gu kept two mistresses outside silently. If he lost this game, it would directly affect the operation of the working capital of the coffin shop and the quality of life of the two mistresses. Be good!!!

...

"Master, you can see correctly. You can earn 500,000 with just one move. We will also benefit from it." Fan Zhicheng changed his usual calmness, with a hint of joy on his face. It is rare for several fellows to drink tea and watch football with his master.

"Haha! I can't see the odds. I just see the people." Brother Jiu enjoyed the feeling of being with his apprentices.

...

At the same time, Zhang Wen was not idle either. He was working hard on Chang Xiaorong. After more than two weeks of practice, he finally waited for the time to get a meal.

It turned out that Chang Xiaorong went back to her hometown to decorate the house. At noon, Guixi invited her two brothers and her family to dinner. During the meal, she was still talking about lending. Chang Xiaorong was still worried about giving less suggestions. Unexpectedly, Guixi scolded Chang Xiaorong mercilessly. This was something that had never happened before. Chang Xiaorong felt very wronged and refused to get angry on the spot. She only had a fight with Guixi when she got home. Unexpectedly, Guixi changed her past grievances and fought back strongly. Chang Xiaorong was shocked and left home. She returned to sh. What disappointed her was that Guixi did not try to keep her at all.

Chang Xiaorong returned to sh, got off the long-distance bus and called Zhang Wen, so Zhang Wen took Chang Xiaorong to "jailbreak" again.

Two consecutive high-intensity hand-to-hand combat, and the accumulation over many days was fully released. Zhang Wen was a little tired. Today, Chang Xiaorong was very proactive and sweaty. She helped Zhang Wen clean up carefully and took a shower again. Chang Xiaorong felt that her emotions had recovered a lot. She returned to the bed and pressed her tightly against Zhang Wen.

"Are you feeling better?" Zhang Wen asked.

"Well! It's great to have you here!" Chang Xiaorong's voice was soft.

"Of course, you just realized that what a good person is going up every day." Zhang Wen said affirmatively.

"Do you want to go there every day?" Chang Xiaorong couldn't help laughing. This guy could make people happy in just a few words.

"It's all the same, hehe!"

"Men are not good people! I wonder if you will become bad when you have money in the future?" Chang Xiaorong asked quietly.

"No, I've been defined as a bad guy."

"You said, Guixi had not made any money yet, but she was already yelling. If you really made any money in the future, will I still have a status at home?" Chang Xiaorong said indignantly again.

"Do you hope he makes money or not? It's very contradictory? If you make money, you will become the master. If you don't make money, it means that the money you invested is wasted. It's a dilemma!" Zhang Wen analyzed.

"Well! I feel annoying when I think about it. I feel more and more risky, but Guixi can't listen at all." Chang Xiaorong said worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a half-year salary? Didn't you praise Guixi for being brave a few days ago? You can't stand it now?"

"If you have courage, you have to show off your power with your wife?" Chang Xiaorong asked back.

"What should I do? I can't earn you a salary, but I can't beat you in bed. After finally having the opportunity, I have to give him a place to vent. Men need a sense of accomplishment and conquest." Zhang Wen said sympathetically.

"That's because he is not capable, who's blamed? Humph! He hasn't made any money yet, but his temper has increased." Chang Xiaorong said disdainfully.

"Hehe! Female donor, I have this ability, and I have always been enthusiastic, thoughtful and kind to female donor!" Zhang Wen turned Chang Xiaorong over and pressed her down.

"Oh...bad guy, you stolen monk..." Chang Xiaorong hugged Zhang Wen tightly, and her body tried her best to cooperate...

Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, but Zhang Wen didn't know that he brought millions of profits to others...
Chapter completed!