Read Top football club - Chapter 64 I'll gamble with you!

Chapter 64 I'll gamble with you!

After all, as a former Premier League team, Charlton's Valley Stadium has a more grand overall layout.

There is a rain shelter above the rostrum, and it is separated from other stands for fans and borders the business stand.

Generally, people who can enter and exit the chairman's stand and business stand are VIPs, especially the chairman's stand.

As soon as Yang Huan got out of the elevator, he heard someone dared to look down on Southampton. He felt a little angry, especially when he heard him say "Who dares to bet with me", which sounded too arrogant.

When he walked over and took a look, all his anger disappeared and he started laughing happily instead.

"Hey, it's true that we meet everywhere in life!"

That arrogant man in the chairman's stand, wasn't he John Hunter, whom I had just taught a lesson to?

"Why are you here again?" John Hunter had no bodyguards around him now, and his expression turned very ugly.

If he angered this guy and was thrown off the stands by him, Master John Hunter would lose all his reputation.

It might become the front-page headline of major newspapers in London the next day.

"That's me!" Yang Huan walked over with a smile and pointed at John Hunter. "So, you must have not burned incense when you went out today. You ran into me everywhere. It's your bad luck!"

John Hunter was surrounded by his best friends, all of whom were well-known second-generation rich people in London. How could he let a Chinese man ride on his head? He immediately stood up and pointed at Yang Huan, "How did you get here?"

"Me?" Yang Huan chuckled, walked to the next door of John Hunter, and kicked a rich second-generation who was obviously John Hunter's follower. The rich second-generation who was obviously John Hunter's follower was scared and quickly stood up and walked away, and then he sat down with a big sword.

"I came the same way you came."

John Hunter took advantage of the crowds of people around him and the police and security guards at the stadium, and plucked up his courage, "Do you know what this place is? Not just anyone can come here. Even if you buy a ticket, you have to go to the ordinary stands."

"Sorry, I didn't buy the ticket!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

"Why are you watching football if you didn't buy a ticket?"

Yang Huan chuckled and asked, "Do I have to buy tickets to watch the game?"

"You didn't even know you had to buy tickets to watch a game?" John Hunter laughed. "Or do you not have to buy tickets to watch a game in China?"

When John Hunter said this, there was a burst of laughter all around.

"Master John, maybe the Chinese are too poor to buy tickets!"

"Nonsense, the Chinese are rich now, but they don't have any football at all, so naturally they don't know that they need to buy tickets to watch a game."

"No way! My son knew he had to buy tickets to watch a game when he was three years old, but they don't understand?"

Just as Yang Huan was about to speak, a group of people came from across the aisle. Among the two people in the lead, one was Yang Huan's old friend, Howard Wilkinson.

"Mr. Yang Huan!" Wilkinson laughed as soon as he saw Yang Huan. He left Charlton Club's chairman Richard Murray and greeted Yang. "I was just wondering if you would come to the Valley Stadium?"

Wilkinson is highly respected in English football, otherwise he would not have become the chairman of the English Coaches Association.

John Huntel and others were all in London and liked to watch football games. They were naturally familiar with Wilkinson and knew the influence of this old man in English football, but they did not expect that he would be so polite to Yang Huan.

This made John Hunter and others who had just been laughing at Yang Huan, stand still on the spot, their jaws dropping in surprise.

Where did this Chinese person come from?

It was unexpected that he was treated with such courtesy by Wilkinson, a highly respected figure in English football!

"Howard, I didn't expect you to come to watch the game." Yang smiled and shook hands with Wilkinson.

"Chairman Burden was very disappointed for not being able to meet you this afternoon. He also specifically told me to thank you in person." Wilkinson conveyed the gratitude from FA Chairman Burden.

English football is in a turbulent period right now.

After Terry broke the news about his friend's wife, an email between FA chairman Lord David Triesman and his lover was also published by the media, which directly led to Triesman's resignation. The current chairman Burden was appointed to the position to save the situation.

The two consecutive scandals brought shame to the FA and English football, so the first thing Borden did when he took office was to do his best to bid for hosting the World Cup.

But bidding requires funds, so Yang Huan's two million pounds is said to support youth training, but in fact it is equivalent to supporting Burden's plan to bid for the World Cup, and it can be said to be a timely help.

Yang Huan himself was not aware of the twists and turns involved. He had previously only wanted to build a good image for Southampton and had never thought that donating 2 million pounds would have such an effect, otherwise he might have considered donating more.

"Please help me thank Chairman Borden!" Yang Huan said with a smile.

Wilkinson laughed and introduced to Yang Huan the middle-aged man who came with him, Murray, the chairman of Charlton Athletic Club.

"John, are you guys being disrespectful to our distinguished guests in the stands?" Murray felt a little worried when he saw the posture of John Hunter and others.

Looking at the close relationship between Yang Huan and Wilkinson, and the courtesy of FA Chairman Burden towards Yang Huan, it can be seen that Yang Huan is still very popular in the football circle, and offending him is not a good thing.

As for John Hunter and others, Murray knew them inside out. They were a group of arrogant and domineering rich second-generations.

But Charlton is now in deep financial crisis. Let alone tolerating these rich second-generations to appear on the podium, even if they make too much trouble, Murray has to endure it. Who makes him need the financial support of the families behind these rich second-generations?

Among them, the Huntel family is also one of Charlton's small shareholders.

John Hunter had been wondering in his heart, who was this Yang Huan? Why did Wilkinson pay so much attention to him?

"Mr. Murray, they didn't show any disrespect to me!" Yang Huan took the initiative to resolve their embarrassment.

This surprised John Hunter. Is he so kind?

“We are actually making a bet.”

"Bet?" Wilkinson was a little surprised.

John Hunter and others were even more surprised. When did they make a bet with Yang Huan?

"Yes, when I came out just now, I happened to hear them supporting Charlton. I am the owner of Southampton. Southampton is like my child. Of course I don't want to admit defeat, so we decided to take a gamble."

All the rich second-generations present were even more shocked at this time.

It turns out that this Chinese man is the legendary owner of Southampton?

Yes, we are all Chinese and so young, we should have thought of it earlier!

Yang Huan looked at John Hunter and said with a provocative smile: "Didn't you just shout, who dares to bet with you? Now, I'll bet with you."

"You want to gamble with me?" John Hunter was a little surprised. He looked at Murray and then at Wilkinson.

Wilkinson seemed a little embarrassed, he was the chairman of the English Football Association's coaching union, he was an official figure, so naturally he could not allow gambling on football. But the question was, who could prohibit football fans from gambling on football?

Even in the stands of many clubs, betting on football between directors, shareholders, and even between the owners of the two opposing teams is very common and is actually a means and way of communication.

So Wilkinson immediately pretended to look away, pointed to the bottom of the stands, and asked Murray some casual questions.

John Huntel was encouraged when he saw Wilkinson's statement.

He had disliked Yang Huan for a long time. He was taught a lesson by Yang Huan before at Harrods, and just now Yang Huan disrupted the situation in the Chinese restaurant again. He was very annoyed, but he knew that with the master like Long Wu around, he couldn't do anything to Yang Huan.

Now, it's delivered to your door!

At this time, he didn't care whether Yang Huan was the boss of Southampton or an ordinary fan.

In a nutshell, let's get our dignity back first.

"Want to bet with me? You're courting death!" John Hunter said with a confident smile, "Tell me, how do we bet?"

Yang Huan looked at the field below and smiled, "Let's make it simple. Let's bet on the goal difference and see how much we have to bet on one goal."

This is probably the simplest way to play.

After listening to this, John Huntel thought of a question, "What about a tie?"

"If it's a draw, I lose!" Yang Huan seemed very confident.

Zhang Ning behind him was a little anxious. This is Charlton's home court. If it's a draw, does that mean we lose?

What a loss!

John Huntel grinned and laughed, "I've already told you that you don't understand football. Let me tell you, this is the Valley Stadium, Charlton's home ground, and you are the visiting team, do you understand? Away games in the English League are the most difficult to play, you are doomed!"

"That's right. I think he is just an outsider and doesn't understand football at all!"

"The visiting team dared to let the game draw. I think they are really bold!"

"How could someone want to make such a losing bet? What kind of fool is that?"

There was a sudden uproar all around and everyone started laughing at Yang Huan again.

This is also partly to build momentum for John Hunter.

"Whether I suffer a loss or not is my business. I have drawn the outline now. You can start placing bets. See how much you bet on one ball!"

Yang Huan was very confident in his team. He didn't believe that he could lose with so many stars in the team.

A dozen or so rich second-generation Londoners around looked at John Hunter, waiting for him to make a decision.

John Hunter looked at Yang Huan, then at the people around him, thinking to himself, Charlton is at home and has been in good form recently, while Southampton is not only playing away from home, but the team is in poor form. Although there are three or four stars, they have just joined the team.

Football is a game for eleven people. What can be achieved by relying on three or four stars?

John Hunter had been humiliated by Yang Huan twice before, and he had never had the chance to take revenge. Now that the chance had come, he felt a little excited and gritted his teeth secretly, "I'll bet five hundred thousand pounds!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Five hundred thousand pounds?

My God, five hundred thousand pounds can buy fifty expensive Rolex watches!

But Yang Huan listened and said calmly, "It's only 500,000 pounds, too small!"

That is 5 million RMB, which is indeed not much.

You know, Yang Huan bet more than 10 million RMB in one game, so 5 million is nothing!

Football matches are different from other ball games. There are the fewest goals in a football match. Sometimes only one goal can be scored in a game, so the win or loss of 500,000 pounds is indeed not that big.

But it can also be seen that this should be John Hunter's entire property. He is just a rich second generation, and the rich one is his father.

"Don't brag, wait until you can win and leave!" John Hunter hated Yang Huan so much that his teeth ached.

Turning around and looking at the other second-generation rich, they all urged, "Fighting at home, and letting the game draw, you still don't dare to play?"

The others usually hang out with John Hunter, but when he urged them to do so, some of them immediately jumped out to support him.

"Okay, I'll bet two hundred thousand pounds!"

"I'll bet fifty thousand pounds too!"

"Damn it, I'll bet 150,000 pounds!"

"I'm going to fight you. My entire fortune is only 300,000 pounds, and I'm going to bet it all!"

For a moment, the group of rich second-generations at the scene were all scrambling to place bets.

Yang Huan suddenly waved his hand, "Wait!"

"What? Are you scared?" John Hunter became excited.

So you also get scared sometimes?

"Wow, you want to be the banker, but you're afraid that others will place heavy bets?"

"If you can't afford it, just stop playing and go back to China."

"That's right, stop embarrassing yourself in front of us!"

Yang Huan smiled, without refutation, and let them talk.

"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid I can't remember it, so..." Yang Huan waved his hand and Zhang Ning immediately came out.

Everyone's eyes suddenly brightened.

What is a stunningly beautiful woman?

A stunning beauty has no national boundaries and no differences in aesthetics. Anyone who sees her will be amazed!

"Go, write down all their bets and sign them one by one, so that they won't refuse to pay after they lose." Outsiders, they don't understand football at all! "