Chapter 417

Most people present had won money, and they didn't care about the five percent handling fee.

Soon someone took a betting card from the beautiful waitress at Worry-free Residence and started betting.

At this moment, Zhou Zhixin suddenly walked up to Chen Yang, smiling and asking, "President Chen, what's your take on the overtime?"

Chen Yang basically didn't want to bring Zhou Zhixin to make money, and he said perfunctorily, "Judging by the regular season performance, the two teams are evenly matched, and I can't tell which side will end up laughing last."

Zhou Zhixin hearing that, his expression showed disappointment. He then asked Chen Yang, "Then which side are you preparing to bet on to win?"

Chen Yang said to Zhou Zhixin, "Director Zhou, you might have misunderstood. I came over just to join the fun and watch the game; I have no intention of betting. Earlier I was just helping a friend make a choice. He was playing small stakes, so I dared to make the decision on his behalf. You guys are playing big, I dare not guess randomly. If I guess wrong, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave Worry-free Residence."

Zhou Zhixin was stunned for a moment, but after searching his memory, he found that Chen Yang had indeed only filled out one betting card for Qi Yunxiang.

"President Chen, everyone says you're the gambling god, why aren't you placing a bet?"

Chen Yang sighed, putting on a helpless look as he told Zhou Zhixin, "Director Zhou, I'm just a person in the world of martial arts, at the mercy of circumstances! You know I have several companies to support, with annual expenses running into hundreds of millions. If I took the money to bet and lost, my companies would all go under."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Anna immediately bluntly accused Zhou Zhixin, "Director Zhou, our company has only just managed to develop; how can you tempt our boss into gambling? Do you have no shame?"

Zhou Zhixin hadn't been publicly scolded in years; his face instantly turned grim. "Manager Shen, I'm talking to your boss—what right do you have to interrupt?"

Shen Anna bluntly retorted, "If the company goes under, I'll lose my job. You're smashing my rice bowl and still won't let me speak. Do you think you're the provincial party secretary?"

Zhou Zhixin's veins bulged with anger; he never expected the CEO of the renowned Common Folk Agricultural Products Trading Company to be so fiery.

Moreover, he just wanted to ask Chen Yang how to predict the game, yet suddenly it turned into him trying to wreck the Common Folk Agricultural Products Trading Company.

Just as Zhou Zhixin was completely bewildered, Yexin suddenly interjected: 'Chairman Zhou, the match is about to start. If you want to bet, place your bet quickly; if you don't want to bet, go back to your seat. Don't affect everyone watching the game.'

Seeing that staying would yield no answer and that he would have to face Shen Anna's cold expression, Zhou Zhixin found it boring and left.

As soon as Zhou Zhixin left, the bar immediately returned to calm, and those who still wanted to bet began filling out betting slips.

Qi Yunxiang did not place a bet this time; he decided to quit while ahead. However, Huang Bai Ming and Zhao Fei Yang were still unsatisfied, each buying ten million on the elderly woman to win in overtime.

After Yexin collected their betting slips, the old six at the front ran over to peek. Then others went to peek at the old six's betting slip.

After they finished betting, Yexin left the bar again.

However, just as she left, Chen Yang received a text message.

"You little punk, how likely is the elderly woman to win?"

"Very small."

Chen Yang guessed that Yexin wanted to act as the banker herself this time, and he quickly replied.

After receiving the message, Yexin's return speed was noticeably much faster than before.

Because most of the people present had bought the elderly woman to win together with Huang Bai Ming, after overtime began the elderly woman's support rate rose sharply. Everyone was cheering for the elderly woman, and Yexin's cheers for the Milan team were directly drowned out.

However, the overtime result did not change because of the bar's enthusiastic cheering. The elderly woman and Milan teams, following the regular season, once again exchanged blank sheets.

When the referee blew the whistle ending overtime, the bar erupted in curses, and some hot-headed people directly smashed beer bottles.

"A bunch of idiots, they can't win even with eleven against ten. I damn well blinded myself, actually thinking this bunch of idiots could win."

"That Conti is utterly useless, he couldn't even score with such a good chance."

"Damn, with such a huge advantage they still can't win; this bunch of idiots must have taken money!"

"The favorite always dies; I told you not to all bet on the elderly woman to win, but you just won't listen!"

"Holy shit, what nonsense are you talking? Everyone bet on a draw in the regular season, yet everyone won?"

"How can that be the same? The regular season was what the gambling god favored, but in overtime nobody guessed."

Everyone's gaze in the bar shifted entirely to Chen Yang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I didn't force you to bet!" Chen Yang, not wanting to become everyone's punching bag, immediately distanced himself.

Thus, everyone's gaze shifted again to Huang Bai Ming. He, displeased, said: "Why are you looking at me? I lost money too! Besides, you saw that the elderly woman had a clear advantage! These bastards don't want to win, and I can't do anything about it!"

As soon as Huang Bai Ming finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

Yexin, however, did not want time to just pass uselessly. She immediately reminded everyone: "The penalty shootout is about to start; those who want to bet can fill out slips. Due to limited time, please finish betting within one minute."

At that moment, the old six immediately asked Chen Yang: "Boss Chen, who do you favor?"

Chen Yang immediately shook his head: "Don't ask me; the penalty shootout is purely a matter of luck."

The old six then asked Huang Bai Ming: "Boss Huang, who did you buy?"

Huang Bai Ming, displeased, said: "Since this elderly woman idiot doesn't want to win, I'm not playing with them. I bet on Milan."

Upon hearing that, the old six immediately began filling out a slip, and others followed his lead and continued betting.

However, after Yexin collected the betting slips, she was stunned for a moment. She looked at the old six and his group with a strange gaze: "How can you still favor the elderly woman?"

The old six said proudly: "Betting against Boss Huang, a seaside villa!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone burst into laughter.

Huang Bai Ming angrily cursed at the old six: "You bastard, don't get too excited early. The penalty kicks haven't started yet!"

"It's fine!" the old six hehe-laughed: "I trust my feeling; betting against you is definitely not wrong!"

Huang Bai Ming, feeling depressed, heavily gulped down a mouthful of beer.

Yexin left with the betting slips, but this time she did not send Chen Yang another text message.

Because she still had some understanding of football. The penalty shootout has too many uncertain factors; even experts cannot predict the outcome. She felt Chen Yang could not possibly guess correctly.

However, just as she picked up her phone to instruct the overseas operator to place bets, Chen Yang's text message arrived.

Upon seeing it, Yexin immediately abandoned the idea of placing bets offshore.

She placed the betting slips in the office, then quickly returned to the bar.

At that moment, the penalty shootout had already begun.

The elderly woman's first kick was saved by Milan's goalkeeper.

"Damn, this Trezeguet looks so miserable, yet he still took the first kick! The elderly woman truly doesn't want to win!"

"Haha, good thing I bet on Milan; you guys wait to cry!"

"Hmph, the match isn't over yet!"

Then let's wait and see......, fuck, Xiduo Fu is an idiot!

Haha, I said it, the match hasn't ended yet!

Holy shit, what's going on??? Can't kick it in!!! Old woman is an idiot!

Haha, Mi Lan won the championship! I love Mi Lan!!!

"......"

After the penalty shootout ended, in the bar, except for Yexin's table, people were cheering and celebrating; others drooped their heads, remaining silent.

This atmosphere lasted five minutes; I don't know who started it, but that old six who had bet against Huang Bai Ming was suddenly pressed to the ground.

The scene immediately filled with heart-rending screams.