The waiter made the call for more than ten minutes. After verifying with the bank and asking the boss, he spoke respectfully to Wan Feng.
"Our boss has accepted your order. May I ask your name, sir?"
"Just register it under his name." Wan Feng pointed at Lin Ting.
With Lin Ting in place, the insurance factor can be higher.
Wan Feng was worried that the other party would refuse to pay if he used his name, as he did not have much influence in Xianggang.
Lin Tingfang planned to bet two million on Yinggelan to win. He had lost several million gambling during the World Cup and really didn't have much money left.
This guy was not very well-liked by Lin Juchuang, and he was not given an important position in the group. He was only given two shops, and his annual income was not much.
Don’t be fooled by the superficial appearance. You know how much money you actually have.
After seeing Wan Feng spend 120 million without blinking an eye on Italy's 2-1 victory, he began to hesitate.
He only has two million in gambling capital, and if he loses this time, he will have to stay at home honestly.
Lin Tingfang hesitated for a long time and finally gritted his teeth and bought a million-dollar bet on Italy to win 2-1 against Yinggelan.
He didn't dare put all his money in, so he only bet half.
After placing the bet, he was a little panicked, not knowing why he made such a decision.
After all, all the friends in the room bet on Yinggelan to win, but some also bet on a break-even.
After thinking about it for a long time, he thought that it was probably Wan Feng's calm attitude that influenced him.
"Ting Fang! Did you buy the Italian Yinggelan?" A graceful and elegant young lady asked in a slightly exaggerated tone.
"If you lose again this time, I think you'll have to go home and eat yourself." Another rich young lady also echoed.
"Guan Shuying, Yi Jialin! You two are such bad luck, how do you know I can't win?" Lin Tingfang fought back.
"Tsk! There has never been any gambling on football in the mainland. How dare you listen to a country bumpkin? Are you crazy?" Yi Jialin glanced at Wan Feng who was resting with his eyes closed, and curled the corners of her mouth.
"Yes! What Shuying and Jialin said makes sense. The mainland has just opened up. They may not even know what gambling on football is. How dare you listen to him?" A young man began to chime in.
"I also agree with Shuying and Jialin's opinions, Tingfang! It's still not too late to change the order." Another young man came over.
Wan Feng opened his eyes and looked helplessly at the people who gathered in front of him.
"Can you please speak somewhere else? Otherwise, just speak Cantonese. Your Mandarin is really poor."
Don’t these people all speak Cantonese? Why are they speaking Mandarin in front of him?
Is this specifically for him?
"The quality of this mainlander is so poor!" Guan Shuying said contemptuously.
Wan Feng couldn't quite tell who the two seductively dressed but average-looking women in front of him were.
"That's right!" Yijialin agreed.
Wan Feng stood up and walked outside. He was too lazy to pay attention to the flowers in the greenhouse.
"Mr. Wan! Where are you going?" Lin Tingfang saw Wan Feng standing up and walking out, so he chased him out and asked.
"I've placed my bets and am going back to sleep. Remember to give me my money tomorrow, Guangjia! Brother Han! The two of you must follow Young Master Lin closely. Even if he goes to bed with another woman tonight, you'll still be standing by his bed. I'm worried he'll run away with our money."
The game was about to start at one o'clock, and it would be not long before dawn when it was over. It was not very attractive to him since he knew the result.
Going back to the hotel and sleeping is the best choice.
The muscles on Lin Tingfang's face twitched involuntarily.
This guy has really no manners when speaking. He even dares to say such words.
Wan Feng's worries were not without reason. Although the Lin family and he were partners, there was no way to be sure about Lin Tingfang.
Wan Feng also saw that this guy was short of money. He could win 240 million in one go, so it was hard for him not to be tempted.
The majority of people in wealthy families are cruel and ruthless.
Han Guangjia didn't say whether it was or not.
After saying that, Wan Feng took Yang Jianguo and Ye Qianwen out and took a taxi.
Lin Tingfang was in such an awkward situation.
"Mr. Lin! We two brothers will follow you tonight. I hope you won't embarrass us." Han Meng reminded Lin Tingfang with a smile.
"No, no." What else could Lin Tingfang say.
Wan Feng's departure did not stop the people here from continuing their inner torment.
It's time to eat, drink and wait for the game to start.
At 1:15 am, the third-place match of the 14th World Cup began.
Although both sides played fiercely in the first half, neither side made any progress and the game ended with a score of 0-0.
Lin Tingfang's heart was beating wildly and his hands and feet were cold. He always felt a vague uneasiness in his heart.
If he loses this game, he will only have one million Hong Kong dollars left. If he loses the last game, he will have to rely on the northwest wind to make a living by the end of the year.
After the start of the second half, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
When the goalkeeper of Yinggelan made a very low-level mistake and Baggio broke the deadlock, the young men and women from Hunan and Hong Kong who were betting on the game in the room fell silent.
More than ten minutes later, after Yinggelan scored a goal with a pitch, the princes and princesses cheered as if it were New Year's Day.
But unfortunately, their joy did not last long. In the 80th minute of the game, Ingram committed a foul in his own penalty area, giving Italy a penalty kick.
Schillaci withstood the pressure and scored in one fell swoop, giving Italy a 2-1 lead and maintaining that score until the end.
After the game, Lin Tingfang was still staring at the screen blankly.
That’s the win? Two million!
After being sure that he had won, Lin Tingfang was about to celebrate when he remembered the big bet that Wan Feng had placed.
A mainlander won HK$240 million!
Compared to others who won 240 million Hong Kong dollars, is it worth celebrating that you won only 2 million?
Guan Shuying and Yi Jialin walked over with complicated expressions.
"Congratulations, Tingfang. Only you and that mainlander won tonight. We all lost. I lost more than 500,000!" Guan Shuying said sourly.
Lin Tingfang straightened his back when he heard that. "I'll treat you to a late-night snack. Want to come?"
"Forget it, I'm not interested, go home and sleep."
"Ting Fang! Who's that mainlander you brought? How come he's so accurate? He even got the score right!"
Lin Tingfang shook his head: "My family and he have a cooperative relationship in mainland China. My sister is the one who has the most contact with him. I don't have much contact with him."
"Could he be Lai Rong's boyfriend?" The fire of gossip began to flicker in Guan Shuying's eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense! If it's not Lai Rong, I won't forgive you." Yi Jialin quickly reminded that Lin Lai Rong is not someone to be trifled with.
"I'm just guessing. You wouldn't even let me guess, right?" Guan Shuying argued.
Lin Tingfang didn't think about this. He was thinking about another question.
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