Chapter 415: UEFA Champions League Final

After leaving Zhou Zhixiang's office, Chen Yang received a call from Yexin asking him to go to Xingcheng immediately.

Thus, he rushed to Xingcheng again without stopping.

After arriving in Xingcheng, it was already ten o'clock at night. He had originally planned to return to his villa on Jiangmen Dao to rest for the night, but Yexin told him to go to Worry-free Residence to meet everyone.

Although Chen Yang didn't understand what medicine she was selling in her gourd, he still drove over.

Upon arriving at Worry-free Residence, he didn't see Yexin waiting outside, but he found the courtyard filled with various luxury cars. Judging by the scene, it looked like a business elite party.

However, when he got out of the car and entered the outer hall of Worry-free Residence, he noticed that both the staff of Worry-free Residence and the guests attending the gathering were wearing soccer jerseys, all of them being the jerseys of the Serie A powerhouse Old Lady and Milan team.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang suddenly realized that tonight should be the UEFA Champions League final between Old Lady and Milan!

Yexin had hastily summoned him from Qingshui City; it was obvious she wasn't calling him for a business elite gathering but for sports betting.

The last time Chen Yang bet on sports at Worry-free Residence, he won several tens of millions, accumulating enough capital to enter the stock market. Now his assets exceed ten billion, and he has little interest in such illegal activity.

But having come all this way, leaving now would be denying Yexin face. Given her personality, she would surely make him regret it afterward.

At that moment, a beautiful waitress in a Milan jersey quickly ran up to Chen Yang and said respectfully, "Mr. Chen, Ms. Ye and her friends are in the bar; I'll take you there right away."

"No need, I can go myself!" Chen Yang waved his hand, politely declining the waitress's offer. Nevertheless, she respectfully followed him all the way to the bar entrance before stopping.

Upon entering the bar, Chen Yang saw, besides Yexin, Shen Anna, Lan Qiyun, Qi Yunxiang, Huang Bai Ming, and Zhao Feiyang had all come. Besides them, many patrons wearing jerseys were seated in the bar, many of whom were familiar faces.

What surprised him further was that Yexin's group was not wearing uniform jerseys. Yexin, Shen Anna, and Lan Qiyun wore Milan jerseys, while Huang Bai Ming, Zhao Feiyang, and Qi Yunxiang wore Old Lady jerseys.

"Boss, this is your jersey." Shen Anna took out a Milan jersey from her bag and handed it to Chen Yang.

"I'm not a Milan fan, why would I wear this?" Chen Yang felt both amused and exasperated. From his experience at the last World Cup, he guessed few of these people were genuine fans; they just picked a side to support on a whim and wore that team's jersey.

"You little punk, I just made a bet with Mr. Huang that Milan will definitely beat Old Lady tonight. Not wearing a Milan jersey means you're supporting Mr. Huang?" Yexin stared at Chen Yang with a threatening gaze.

"Fine! Tonight I'll back you!" Chen Yang sighed, put on the jersey Shen Anna handed him, and then sat beside Qi Yunxiang.

"Mr. Chen, the stocks you've bought lately are all over the place; I can't keep up with your pace." The only topic between Qi Yunxiang and Chen Yang is stock trading.

Indeed, the stocks Chen Yang recently bought are quite diverse, spanning automobiles, pharmaceuticals, banks, securities, food and beverages, etc., and they are all day trades—bought today and sold tomorrow regardless of how much they rise or fall.

Therefore, it's quite normal for Qi Yunxiang to be unable to keep up with Chen Yang's pace.

"Mr. Qi, I'm cultivating my own trading discipline. If it's not a large‑cap stock purchase, you actually don't need to follow me, because I myself lack confidence."

"It's fine; I'm just joining in for fun and won't follow too many." Qi Yunxiang appeared indifferent. Their company has ample funds, so even if they get stuck in a certain stock, they can forcibly stretch to lure longs and cut losses.

Moreover, the stocks Chen Yang selects are usually quite active, so the probability of getting trapped is not high.

"Let's not talk about stocks in this kind of setting today." Yexin worried that Chen Yang and Qi Yunxiang would chat endlessly, so she immediately spoke up to cut off the topic, then said to Chen Yang:

"Among those present, you little punk understand football best. Quickly tell me which club you favor more."

Chen Yang pointed to the Milan jersey he was wearing and gave her a wry smile, saying, "Do I even have a choice?"

Yexin had been fully confident in supporting Milan to win the championship, but seeing Chen Yang's reluctant expression, she began to have doubts. "You little punk, if you don't think Milan will win, just say so—I won't get angry."

Hardly had she finished speaking when Huang Bai Ming immediately chimed in with a laugh: "Ms. Ye, even Mr. Chen thinks Old Lady will win—you might as well accept your fate!"

Yexin let out a soft snort and said, "The match hasn't even started yet—who will win or lose isn't certain. Don't get too excited prematurely!"

Huang Bai Ming proudly declared, "Old Lady is the Serie A champion and has goalkeeper Buffon guarding the net. They will surely take down Milan tonight!"

Upon hearing that, Yexin replied disdainfully, "Mr. Huang, what's the use of being a Serie A champion?"

"This is the Champions League!"

"Milan has three more Champions League titles than Old Lady!"

"Old Lady will definitely lose tonight!"

"That's what I say!"

Huang Bai Ming showed no weakness in his rebuttal: "It's true Milan has more Champions League trophies, but tonight is an Serie A derby. Looking at the historical head‑to‑head record, Old Lady clearly has the edge, so they will surely win the championship tonight!"

Upon hearing that, Yexin instantly grew tense. She turned her gaze to Chen Yang and asked seriously and solemnly, "You little punk, do you also think Old Lady will win?"

Chen Yang replied calmly, "Both teams have strong defenses and know each other well. I think the likelihood of going to a penalty shootout is higher."

Upon hearing that, Yexin's mood improved considerably. "If it's going to be penalties, then let fate decide!"

Huang Bai Ming had not participated in the World Cup betting last time, but he had heard of Chen Yang's glorious betting record at Worry-free Residence. Thus he also curiously asked Chen Yang, "Mr. Chen, in your opinion, which side has a better chance in the penalty shootout?"

"I don't know!" Chen Yang shook his head directly. If he spoiled the result, tonight's Champions League final would become boring. Although everyone here are old acquaintances, the time they can truly gather together is limited, and he doesn't want to ruin everyone's excitement.

Seeing that Chen Yang also couldn't predict the final champion, Huang Bai Ming felt a bit disappointed.

Chen Yang hadn't eaten dinner and wasn't in the mood to attend to his emotions. Just then the beautiful waitress brought a plate of barbecue; he grabbed the plate and started eating heartily.

Shen Anna watched Chen Yang wolfing down the food, feeling both sympathetic and amused. She complained to Yexin dissatisfiedly, "You called him back from afar, yet you didn't even arrange dinner for him?"

Only then did Yexin recall that Chen Yang still hadn't eaten; she apologetically asked him, "What would you like to eat? I'll have someone prepare it right away."

"No trouble, I'll just have something casual." Chen Yang shook his head to refuse Yexin's kindness and continued enjoying the remaining barbecue in the bowl.