"Mr. Lin! How do you guess the total score?" Wan Feng asked without hesitation.
"It means guessing the score at the end of the game, excluding the score in overtime and penalty shootouts."
That is the score on the field in ninety minutes.
"So how was the score for tonight's Italy vs. Ingelson match determined?"
Lin Tingfang took out a form from his pocket and handed it to Wan Feng.
"Those who guess the score are all on this."
Wan Feng took the form and looked at it carefully.
There are two team names in the table, and Ingram is set as the home team.
The various odds are as follows: 0 to 0 to 1 to 0 and 0 to 1 are all 1 to 1; 1 to 2 and 2 to 1 are both 1 to 2; 1 to 3 and 3 to 1 are both 1 to 3.
No need to read further, one to four and four to one are definitely one to four.
Of course, the odds are not always one to a few. There are also odds of two to a few, three to a few, or even larger differences.
But none of that matters anymore. Wan Feng only needs to remember the odds of one to two.
The odds of 1 to 2 are 1 to 2, which is somewhat feasible.
The 1990 World Cup was actually a rather boring tournament, with most teams huddled in the penalty area waiting for penalties.
This is how Argentina, which made it to the finals, played. They scored a total of five goals but still made it to the finals. After the group stage, they almost entirely relied on the goalkeeper with a bitter face.
The football matches that left a far less profound impression on Wan Feng, who was still a football fan at the time, were far less impressive than the theme song of the tournament, "Summer in Italy."
"Mr. Lin! Is this gambling operation set up by the Hong Kong government or is it underground?"
As far as I can remember, the Hunan and Hong Kong governments had horse racing, but I haven't heard of any football racing.
"It's underground."
"If the winnings are large, can they cash them out?"
Wan Feng's words earned him contempt from Lin Tingfang.
"It's guaranteed to be delivered. The dealers are all tycoons from Southeast Asia."
How much can a mainland bumpkin like you bet? A hundred or two million is the most you can possibly bet. Are you afraid to cash out such a small amount? Besides, whether you can win is still uncertain.
Wan Feng knew the reputation of the Southeast Asian gambling tycoons. These people had connections and could control many European competitions.
With them as the banker, you don’t have to worry about redeeming your bonuses.
"So where do I place my bets?"
Lin Tingfang did not answer Wan Feng directly, but just said that if he wanted to place a bet, Wan Feng could take him to a place.
After saying this, the guy left in a hurry.
It’s still several hours before evening, we have to do something!
Wan Feng called Lin Lairong back again.
Lin Lairong had just walked down the street with her Japanese friend when Wan Feng called her back.
"Do something for me." Wan Feng said this and that to Lin Lairong.
After listening to it, Lin Lairong thought it was just an ordinary business transaction, and immediately instructed a trusted person to handle what Wan Feng had instructed.
After Lin Lairong's confidants left, Wan Feng began to chat with Asada Kazuko.
Through some conversation, Wan Feng learned everything about the Asada family.
Kazuko Asada's father, Nobuyuki Asada, was a senior engineer at a little-known Japanese car company, Hengbida, where he mainly designed car engines.
As for why the factory went bankrupt, the reason is really laughable.
It’s also because of real estate.
After the president of Hengbida Company discovered that he could make tens or even hundreds of times more money from real estate speculation than from his small car company, he simply closed the factory and devoted himself to real estate speculation.
The boss left his job and Kazuko's father was laid off.
It took Wan Feng several minutes to understand.
Is this okay?
It is said that Japanese people tend to go to extremes and often get hot-headed. This is actually true!
"Ms. Hezi, where did that Hengbida company end up? Was it sold or just left idle?"
"I heard from my father that it seems to have been idled. The company president abandoned the business and focused on real estate speculation."
Wan Feng's eyes were clicking for a long time.
"Ms. Lin! Can you let me buy this company called Hengbida?"
"You want to start a business in Japan?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "It's not about setting up a business in Japan, it's about buying all the equipment drawings and patents of this company."
Lin Lairong thought for a few minutes and said, "This will cost a lot of money. It's impossible to buy it without 10 billion or 800 million yen."
At that time, the exchange rate between the Japanese yen and the Chinese yuan was one hundred yen to five Chinese yuan.
How much Chinese currency is this 10 billion yen?
Wan Feng calculated it and it was only 50 million?!
Is it only worth this much? It seems impossible!
"Get this done for me as quickly as possible, preferably no later than March of next year. As long as the price doesn't exceed 1.5 billion yen, get it done for me."
Lin Lairong looked troubled: "This time seems a little short, right?"
The real estate market is going to collapse next spring. What will happen if the boss of Hengbida loses money in real estate and goes back to the automobile industry?
Then he can’t buy it even if he wants to.
"There's no room for negotiation on the timing, but there can be some easing on the price. This is when your Juchuang Trading service capabilities are tested, and this is also when you can earn a huge profit from the price difference."
Lin Lairong certainly knew that the more dangerous the environment, the greater the profit he could make.
This woman was also a tough person. After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and agreed.
"Okay! I'll take it and see if I can make a lot of money from you this time."
If he could buy these things, Wan Feng felt that he would at least save himself five years of detours.
Even though Hengbida is a small car company in Japan, the equipment it uses is certainly not much behind. Even if it is top-notch, it is definitely first-class, at least many times better than the equipment used by Chinese car companies.
This is not the most valuable thing. The most valuable thing is of course the patented technology they own.
This is what Wan Feng needs most.
Now that we have the equipment, the next step is people.
"Hezi! Can you ask your father to come to China? I want to talk to him."
"My father is busy speculating in real estate right now, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come."
The Japanese stupid houses are going crazy now, and it is indeed possible that Asada Nobuya will not come.
"Go back and tell your father that it's about real estate speculation. A Chinese person will give him valuable advice. Whether he listens or not is up to him."
Qiantan Hezi was an extremely intelligent woman. Upon hearing this, she looked at Wan Feng and said, "Mr. Wan, are you knowledgeable about real estate speculation?"
"I'm also a real estate developer. If you don't believe me, you can ask your friends."
Lin Lairong nodded aside: "Mr. Wan has a close cooperation with our real estate group. We have joint projects in Shenzhen and Shanghai."
"Really? Then I'll definitely persuade my father to come over when I get back."
Whether Asada Nobuyuki lives or dies depends on whether he comes or not. Wan Feng certainly cannot go to Japan to tell him that the Japanese real estate market is about to collapse.
"It's best to get your father here as soon as possible, otherwise it might be too late."
Wan Feng naturally thought that the sooner Asada Nobuyuki arrived in the afternoon, the better.
The sooner he comes, the greater the help it will be in purchasing Hengbida's equipment.
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