The 1998 World Cup kicked off on June 11 at the Stade Saint-Denis in France.
It's a grand occasion for football fans everywhere in the world.
Millions of fans flocked to the country from all over the world.
At this time in his previous life, Wan Feng's passion for football had already begun to wane. After all, it was just an entertainment project and there was no need to take it seriously.
A football powerhouse is not necessarily a world powerhouse.
Brazil and Argentina in America are both football powers, but who would consider them to be world powers?
The country was considered a powerful country, but after World War II it was just a colony. No matter how powerful it was, it would be just that.
In this life, Wan Feng feels that football is even more dispensable.
Fengfeng Clothing has sponsored the Bohai Football Team for many years, and it has been the national champion since 1994. Wan Feng only went there once in the first year of sponsorship, and never went there again after that.
The reason why Wan Feng is paying attention to this World Cup is just to make money from foreigners.
No matter how much attention the country pays, this year's floods are inevitable.
Do donations require money? Would a company like Wanfeng feel comfortable accepting 10 or 20 million yuan?
It has to be over 100 million, right?
So who pays for this? Of course, the foreigners pay.
The opening match at 3 am tonight is between Pakistan and Scotland.
If the 1998 Basilisk is compared to a Bugatti sports car, then the Scottish Green is a four-wheeled tractor.
The Brazilian team is full of stars, including Roberto Carlos, Dunga, Denilson, Bebeto, Sampaio, Kafu, Santos, Taffarel and Rivaldo.
Of course the most famous one is Ronaldo.
Ronaldo was at the peak of his career, so Basilisk was naturally the biggest favorite to win the championship.
On the other hand, among the players of Scotland, there may be one or two who are well-known in the European football world, but none of them can be called a superstar.
At the opening ceremony, the probability of Basili winning was almost 100%, and the odds of Sugolan's upset were as high as 10 to 1.
Wan Feng looked at the odds and shook his head. These odds were not interesting.
After looking at all the odds for the first game, he chose one that would see Soccer scoring against the Brazilian team, which at least had a three-to-one odds.
In the advance betting on the championship, the Huaguang Financial team has bet 100 million yuan on Faguo to win the championship.
If France wins the championship in the end, according to the odds of France winning the championship of 1 to 6, he will definitely make 500 million euros.
Wan Feng wanted to see how powerful the dealer behind the scenes was and whether he could destroy the country's first world champion.
However, even though the whole world is optimistic about Pakistan winning the championship, Wan Feng believes that France's championship will not change.
Wan Feng called Chen Wenxin and told her to bet 50 million of the 50 million yuan he gave to the group on Su Gelan's option of breaking through the Ba Xi team's goal.
Winning the championship for the country is a big event, and the 50 million yuan is just a small matter, which is to test the members of this team.
It doesn’t matter if you lose, even if you win you will still earn more than 16 million yuan.
However, for someone like Wan Feng who has been through this, he cannot lose unless the world changes.
The competition will be held in the latter half of tonight. After placing the bet, Wan Feng can do whatever he wants.
Because it has been raining non-stop since early June.
It rained heavily during the day on June 11th.
After Wan Feng gave Chen Wenxin the task in the morning, he kissed his daughter's sleeping face after lunch in the afternoon.
Wan Yu looks like a pervert like Zhang Xuan, as if they were carved from the same mold.
This made someone very dissatisfied: there was nothing like him at all.
"My son is not like me, and my daughter is not like me either. This is not fair!" someone complained.
"Come on, it's okay if the son looks like you, but if the daughter looks like you, will anyone want her in the future?" Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan fought back almost at the same time.
"What do you two mean? Are you saying I'm ugly?"
"It's not ugly! Look at your shoe-horn face."
Wan Feng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Is this a shoe-horn face? Isn't this a genuine pig kidney face?"
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan laughed so hard that tears came to their eyes.
Wan Feng went to the outer room and found a raincoat to put on.
"Where are you going?" Luan Feng asked curiously.
If Wan Feng went to work at the group, he would not need to wear a raincoat. It was obvious that he was not going to work now that he was wearing a raincoat.
"Go to work!"
"Liar! Why are you wearing a raincoat to work?"
"Haha! When did my wife become so smart? She knows I'm not going to work when I wear a raincoat."
"I'm smart, I'm just too lazy to think."
"Isn't it raining non-stop since June? The rainy season has arrived more than a month early. I'm worried about the dam behind the mountain. I want to go check it out."
"Then you better be careful. If the dam breaks, run away."
Wan Feng looked at Luan Feng unhappily: "Do you believe that I can block you with a sweet potato? You never think before you speak, you pighead!"
Luan Feng giggled.
Wan Feng leaned over and picked up his son who was holding his pants: "Don't make trouble at home, do you hear me?"
Wan Chongyang nodded, determined not to say anything or make trouble.
Wan Feng put his face close to his son and said, "Give me a kiss."
Wan Chongyang kissed Wan Feng on the face.
He put his son Wan Feng down and walked out of the house.
When he drove downstairs, Li Quan was already standing on the roadside waiting for him with an umbrella.
"Brother Li! You can't be so good at living that you care so much about the gas money?"
Li Quan has a Qingfeng, but he is rarely seen driving it.
"Hey! Saving a little is better."
"Poor province! Poor province, poor ...
"Alas! We can't compare with you, Boss Wan. A single drop of your spit can drown someone. We are ordinary people..."
"Sit tight." Wan Feng stepped on the accelerator, and Li Quan's head hit the backrest.
When the car arrived at Jiangwei, Zhu Ping and the rear team captain Luan Changyuan sat in Zhu Ping's car waiting for Wan Feng at the entrance of the Wahou team. They wanted to go see the Shanhou Dam together.
When they arrived at the door of the team leader Shen Bao's house behind the mountain, they honked the horn and Shen Bao came out with an umbrella.
Isn't this guy afraid that the wind will blow the umbrella away?
The sky was gloomy, and thick black clouds pressed down on the flat mountain top on the right like an iron plate. The rain came in fits and starts, and it made a crackling sound when it fell on the roof of the car.
Wan Feng followed Zhu Ping's car to the dam behind the mountain. As soon as he got off the car, he heard the sound of water rushing from the dam.
This reminded Wan Feng of what his bad-mouthed wife had said. He looked around to see where to run if the dam really broke.
Follow the cement road to the dam.
This is the entrance of the bridge connecting to Gushan Township.
This bridge and the bridge from Laodaokou to Sunjiabao were both completed last year.
There used to be a simple bridge across the river, but it could no longer meet the needs of logistics, so two years ago, Wahou invested in the construction of these two bridges.
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