The bar was bustling with activity.
Some customers stood up and applauded, cheering wildly;
Some customers also raised their glasses to pay tribute to Wang Yaqin.
Wang Yaqin clearly enjoyed being in the spotlight, a faint smile on her face, looking quite pleased with herself.
After a long pause, she looked at Chen Feng again and asked, "Give me a straight answer, do you dare to bet?"
Two hundred thousand yuan gone down the drain, all investment lost?
That would be too easy on Chen Feng!
Wang Yaqin wanted to make Chen Feng suffer heavy losses and then "bleed" even more.
Wang Yaqin must keep up the good work and make Chen Feng stand on the rooftop because he can't repay his high-interest loans!
"hehe."
Chen Feng smiled.
They laughed at Wang Yaqin's viciousness, like a tiger devouring its cubs, and also at her self-destructive path.
Before he could even take revenge on the Chen family, Wang Yaqin had already offered her face to him.
good;
very good.
If I don't slap Wang Yaqin's face until it's swollen, I'm not Chen Feng!
"What is there to be afraid of?"
Chen Feng's lips curled up slightly, forming a playful arc.
I am a reborn person.
Wang Yaqin, however, wanted to make a bet with herself to see who could successfully predict the outcome of the Asian Cup final.
No one would believe she wasn't blinded by greed!
"You little beast, you asked for this!"
Wang Yaqin squinted her eyes and beckoned to the waiter again. "You be our witness. If anyone refuses to treat us later, you must make them pay the price!"
After giving her instructions, Wang Yaqin led Chen Haoran back to her booth.
"Mom, didn't you gamble too much?"
Chen Siqi asked worriedly, "Paying for all the customers in the bar would cost at least tens of thousands, wouldn't it?"
If Chen Feng loses, that's fine. Putting aside whether that top-tier rich and beautiful woman will transfer money to Chen Feng, even if Chen Feng really jumps off the rooftop, Chen Siqi doesn't care.
But what if our side loses?
The Chen family is currently in dire financial straits. Although they can come up with a few hundred thousand yuan, it will definitely be a significant financial blow.
Most importantly, Chen Siqi had a bad feeling; she felt that her mother and Chen Feng's gamble was not going to be a good thing.
"What are you afraid of?"
Wang Yaqin rolled her eyes. "If you don't believe me, don't you believe Haoran?"
"Since Haoran said Saudi Arabia would win, then Saudi Arabia will definitely win."
"What, you think Haoran is inferior to that little beast?"
Chen Haoran chimed in, "Second sister, Mom is right."
"Iraq is currently in a state of war, and some media outlets have reported that the Iraqi men's football team is facing severe financial difficulties, making it arguably the poorest team in history, unable to even afford football boots and jerseys."
"On the other hand, Saudi Arabia is a true Middle Eastern tycoon, having implemented a money-driven football policy for many years and possessing considerable strength."
"Saudi Arabia will definitely not lose, and Chen Feng will definitely not be able to beat us."
Hearing Chen Haoran's eloquent speech, Chen Siqi breathed a sigh of relief.
But Chen Feng, sitting in the next booth, looked annoyed.
What makes these three idiots, who are so stupid as to make a bet with a cheater, act like they've got the game in the bag?
The more Chen Feng thought about it, the angrier he became.
His eyes darted around, and he decided to give Wang Yaqin and the other two a "surprise".
"Old Li, when you come back later, could you stop by the bar and pick something up for me?"
Chen Feng took out his phone and sent a message to Li Xiaogang.
A few minutes later, Li Xiaogang limped back to his booth.
He held a sapphire blue bottle in his hand. The bottle was tall and slender, and in the center of the bottle was a gleaming gold logo. Anyone who liked to drink would recognize that this bottle of wine was the famous Louis XIII.
Moreover, it's the 1.5L premium version!
As for the price...
The official price is [amount], but it should sell for around [amount] in a bar.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this wine is truly exquisite."
Li Xiaogang asked somewhat guiltily, "It must be expensive, right?"
Chen Feng had already said he would be hosting tonight, but Li Xiaogang was still very uneasy.
Money is hard to earn, and life is tough.
Li Xiaogang didn't want Chen Feng to spend too much money to entertain him.
"It's definitely not cheap."
Chen Feng laughed and said, "But it's okay, we don't have to pay anyway."
Li Xiaogang was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"See those three show-offs?"
Chen Feng gestured towards the booth next door, "They said they're paying for everything at Nightfall Bar tonight."
"real?"
Li Xiaogang's face was full of disbelief; clearly, he didn't believe deep down that Wang Yaqin and the other two would be so kind.
"Of course it's true."
Chen Feng smiled calmly, "I wouldn't get anything out of lying to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the game started on time, and the commentator Han Qiaosheng's unique voice echoed throughout the bar.
Perhaps because of the betting, or perhaps because of the alcohol, the customers were unusually excited, and every threatening attack elicited gasps of surprise.
Forty-five minutes passed quickly, and the two sides in the final battle ended in a scoreless draw.
However, Saudi Arabia performed well in the first half, firmly holding Iraq in the lead.
"Mom, Second Sister, what did I say again?"
Chen Haoran was so excited that he danced around, "Saudi Arabia will definitely not lose, and Chen Feng has no chance of winning."
Wang Yaqin and Chen Siqi exchanged a glance, their faces beaming with the same excitement.
They don't understand football. At this point in the game, they haven't even figured out which side is Iraq and which side is Saudi Arabia.
However, whether they understand or not is not important.
As long as Chen Feng loses the bet, that's fine.
"Haoran truly is my pride."
Wang Yaqin said with satisfaction: "Not only is she well-behaved and sensible, and intelligent, but her understanding of football is also unparalleled."
"That heartless bastard can't even match one ten-thousandth of Haoran's skill!"
Chen Siqi raised her hand and patted Chen Haoran's head. "It's all thanks to Haoran's ability. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to avenge the time when my second sister was kicked in anger."
"What's revenge?"
Wang Yaqin said coldly, "Tonight, I'm going to make that little bastard lose everything, down to his underwear. I'm going to make him completely despair and jump off the roof!"
On the other side, Chen Feng and Li Xiaogang heard Wang Yaqin and the other two's boastful words clearly.
"Old Chen, what happened between you and them when I went to the restroom just now?"
Li Xiaogang blinked, feeling as if he had missed a great show.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng subconsciously looked towards the booth next door.
Then, he and Chen Haoran locked eyes.
Chen Haoran raised an eyebrow at Chen Feng, his meaning clearly saying, "Did you hear that? In the Chen family, I am the one who is truly favored, while you will always be an insignificant ant that can't even be brought up!"
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