This bar is not an ordinary bar, it doesn't play that kind of noisy high music.

Therefore, Jiang Zhen's words, even if they were not loud, still reached the ears of Wu Weiheng and Zhang Fan.

When he heard that handsome guy Jiang was calling him, the scheming Wu Weiheng stood up immediately and said with a smile:"Handsome Jiang, you want to buy a ball, okay, I'll be right over." He had already accepted Zhang Fan's bet, 50,000, Brazil wins.

Shen Lingling was shocked when she heard that Jiang Zhen wanted to buy a ball.

She has been dating Jiang Zhen for more than two years, but she has never seen Jiang Zhen gamble or even buy lottery tickets.

Zhang Fan didn't care. He probably guessed that Jiang Zhen was angry with him. He was probably angry with him just now, so he was quite happy.

In terms of handsomeness, he can't compare to Jiang Zhen.

As for money, I can still get it if I spend more than ten or two hundred thousand to have some fun tonight.

It's not that Shen Lingling is worth that much, it's a matter of face.

Wu Weiheng trotted up to Jiang Zhen and asked with a smile:"Handsome Jiang, what do you want to buy?"

"I don’t know much about it. It’s my first time here. Can I buy it for 30,000?"

Jiang Zhen pretended to be cute and asked politely.

"Of course, let alone 30,000, we can accept any more."

The owner of this bar managed by Wu Weiheng spent more than 3 million yuan to build it. The people who come here to play here are very few ordinary working-class people. They are all wealthy second-generation young men.

For them, tens of thousands of yuan is... Sprinkle water. When Shen Lingling heard that Jiang Zhen wanted to buy 30,000 yuan, Shen Lingling was surprised, but Zhang Fan was disdainful.

"Only 30,000 yuan, tsk tsk tsk……"

Zhang Fan held a glass of cocktail and spoke in a moderate voice.

Wu Weiheng ignored Zhang Fan and continued to ask:"Handsome Jiang, how do you plan to buy these 30,000? Brazil or Germany, Germany has half a ball, and the odds are not bad, 1.6, Brazil is 2.3."

Jiang Zhen deliberately looked at the fat man , asked:"Fat man, which side do you like?"

"Of course it’s Brazil, I’m a Neymar fan!"The fat man said.

Jiang Zhen nodded, turned to Wu Weiheng and said,"Then I will buy Germany."

Fat man:"……"

Then you ask me to fuck chicken feathers? Is it fun?

Jiang Zhen said with a smile:"You have bad hands lately, so I'm going to buy the opposite of you. Haven't you heard that you buy the opposite for betting on football? The villa is close to the sea."

Wu Weiheng was also amused, covered his mouth with his hands and smiled, showing off The scheming 0 style

"That handsome guy Jiang, you bought 30,000 to win or lose Germany, right?"

"It’s 30,000, but it’s not the outcome. Can I buy the score?"

"sure."

Wu Weiheng nodded, but still advised:"But the score is generally difficult to win, and the probability of victory or defeat is higher."

"No, I feel good today, so I’ll just buy the score."Jiang Zhen declined.

"Okay then, what score do you buy?"

Anyway, other people are paying for it, and Wu Weiheng has no right to stop others from placing bets.

"……Um, let me think about it……"

Jiang Zhen looked like he was thinking.

After a while, he amplified his voice and said:"My girlfriend's birthday is July 1st, so I will buy Germany 7:1 Brazil." As soon as he said this, almost everyone who could hear the voice was stunned. Living.

Germany beat Brazil, the score was 7:1?

For a moment, everyone looked at Jiang Zhen.

Many people look like they admire Shabi.

Dude, you are awesome. When Brazil played against Dragon Kingdom, they didn’t even win 7:1. Do you dare to buy 7:1?

What the hell is the difference between this and giving money?!!

Even Zhang Fan, the persuasive king, couldn't help but feel that Jiang Zhen was really showing off when he heard these words!

Only Shen Lingling and Wu Dan were confused and didn't understand why everyone was surprised.

In fact, the 7:1 outcome of buying 30,000 is really much better than the outcome of buying 50,000.

Even Zhang Fan didn't dare to buy a score of 10,000.

Because it is no different than giving money.

Brazil was at home and was scored 7 goals by Germany?

How can this be!!!

"No, handsome guy Jiang, you buy the score of 7:1?"

Wu Weiheng looked a little anxious. Jiang Zhen was really worried.

"No?"Jiang Zhen looked honest and honest.

"Yes, yes, but the probability is too small, right? Even if Neymar is injured in Brazil, it is impossible for them to score 7 goals."Wu Weiheng said anxiously

"It's okay, just buy it and play, if you lose, you lose, it doesn't matter."Jiang Zhen smiled.

He could see the expressions others saw on him.

Now you guys are laughing at me, but when the game is over, don't come in front of me and say I'm awesome!

The fat man sat on his seat, his body shaking slightly. But he didn't dare to breathe.

He promised Jiang Zhen not to interfere no matter what Jiang Zhen said or did.

Who knew Jiang Zhen was so big that he bought Germany 7:1 Brazil?

Unless God opens his eyes, what else will happen? Maybe.

If he really wins, the fat man is willing to kneel down and lick Jiang Zhen’s toes!!!

"Well, since you insist, let me ask about the odds."Wu Weiheng said helplessly.

To be honest, he really doesn't know what the odds of 7:1 are. How difficult it is to show up. Do you really think it's the national football team playing kindergarten? No matter how much the national football team plays kindergarten, it's impossible to lose 7:1, right?!

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PS: New book sets sail!! Old author, feel free to read!

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