"Hey, hey, stop it! Don't say you're trusting me this once. I didn't tell you to bet on Spain. I'm just telling you that the article I read said Spain was the champion."

"As for the final outcome, I'm neither a god nor a reincarnated person, so I can't guarantee anything."

"So, it's up to you; you decide for yourself."

Xiao Feng's words were very necessary to say.

After all, football is even more unpredictable than stocks.

If there's positive news about a stock, it's bound to hit the daily limit.

But football is different.

In such a long match, even an extra step an athlete takes or an extra second on the field could change the outcome.

Even though Xiao Feng is a reborn person and clearly remembers the score from last time, he still cannot be 100% certain.

What if Xiao Feng's rebirth caused a subtle butterfly effect, resulting in a different score?

What if the Netherlands wins?

Of course, at this moment, Xiao Feng's butterfly effect is not enough to affect the game.

If Xiao Feng becomes a global tycoon in the future, or if he invests in this competition, it might affect the original outcome.

But right now... it definitely won't have any impact.

But it's always best to make things clear beforehand.

"Understood." Zhang Yang seemed to have made up his mind once again: "Actually, I've been optimistic about Spain for a while, so I'm betting on Spain today."

"..." Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Yang with a black line on his face. Didn't you always think the Netherlands was the best?

This guy just spouts whatever comes to mind...

"By the way, Xiao Feng, are you betting on tonight's match?" Zhang Yang asked casually.

"Me?" Xiao Feng paused for a few seconds, pretending to bet. "Go ahead and bet. It's the finals after all. Just join in the fun."

Just kidding, how could Xiao Feng not suppress it?

The 6 yuan I just withdrew from the stock market is for tonight's final match.

The reason for only taking 6 was to be on the safe side. If the outcome of the competition changed, even if Xiao Feng lost 6, he would still have 6 left in the stock.

The 6 in the stocks, if it doubles again tomorrow, will become 12, which will still be enough to pay off the debt.

Therefore, Xiao Feng's strategy can be considered a double insurance.

If Xiao Feng wins the game, he can earn more from the 6 yuan he withdrew than he would have in the stock market.

After all, Xiao Feng wasn't just betting on the win or loss, but also on the score; if he guessed the score correctly, the reward would be even greater.

6 pm.

After getting off work, Xiao Feng went to the lottery station first.

At this moment, there are at least a dozen people at the lottery station, all there to buy tickets for tonight's final match.

To be precise, it's not tonight, but at 2:30 AM on July 12th.

"Boss, I'm betting 200 bucks on the Netherlands to win. I don't care if it's extra time or a penalty shootout, I'm betting on the Netherlands to be the champion."

"Boss, give me 3000 yuan. Spain is the champion."

"Boss, give me 1000 yuan. The Netherlands is the champion."

"Boss..."

It's all about betting... but almost everyone is betting on the final champion, very few are betting on the score.

This is also to be on the safe side; if we only guess the champion, it's just a matter of choosing one of two.

But the odds are naturally not that high.

If you bet on Spain to win, the odds are 1.70.

For example, if you bet 100 yuan on Spain and Spain wins, then your 100 yuan will become 170 yuan.

However, if you bet on the score, the more exaggerated the score, the higher the odds will be if you guess correctly.

"Boss, what are the odds for Spain to beat the Netherlands 1-0?"

The people around him all looked at Xiao Feng.

After pausing for a few seconds, the lottery shop owner typed the information into the computer and checked it.

Odds 3.2.

With odds of 3.2, if you bet 1 yuan, you will win 3.2 yuan.

Although the odds aren't very high, they are still quite attractive compared to betting solely on winning or losing.

"Okay, transfer me 6 yuan."

As soon as he said this, all eyes in the lottery shop turned to Xiao Feng.

Even the lottery shop owner looked at them with suspicion.

First of all, betting 6 yuan on a 1-0 score is outrageous.

Secondly, Xiao Feng looks like he's only 22 years old; anyone who didn't know better would think he was joking.

"Brother," the lottery shop owner looked Xiao Feng up and down, "Are you serious?"

"Swipe your card!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Feng took out his bank card and placed it on the glass table.

Seeing this move, the boss was both surprised and excited; clearly, this was for real.

For lottery shop owners, 6 yuan is already considered a big customer.

You can get a 7% commission on 100 yuan, which is 7 yuan.

You can earn 700 from 1 yuan.

Xiao Feng spent 6 yuan on lottery tickets, and the boss could earn 4200 yuan from that.

however…

The other customers in the lottery shop didn't understand this at all and started whispering among themselves.

"This guy is really brave, betting 6 yuan on the score, I don't know what he was thinking."

"Yeah, and this is the finals, how could you only score one goal in a whole game?"

"Based on my more than ten years of experience watching football, today's game will have at least three goals, it can't be just one goal."

"So even if you're betting on a score, you should bet on a score of three goals or more. I really don't understand this 1-0 score."

"Sigh, 6 yuan has just gone down the drain. I feel so sorry for him."

It seems like it's the same everywhere; there are always people who like to meddle in other people's business.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

As tickets continue to be issued…

"Alright bro, here's your ticket."

Xiao Feng took the lottery ticket and looked at it once.

Prediction: Spain 1-0 Netherlands! (Full Match)

Odds: 3.2.

well.

Just after I bought the lottery ticket, Li Zhinian sent me another message.

[Li Zhinian: Young Master, dinner is ready~]

Whenever Xiao Feng sees Li Zhinian's message that she's coming home for dinner, he feels an indescribable sense of happiness.

This feeling of happiness is very satisfying.

In short, no matter what happens outside, there's always a caring girlfriend waiting for him to come home for dinner.

This is the most precious kind of happiness.

In the past two days, Xiao Feng has made 12 yuan in stocks, but he has not told Li Zhinian yet.

Similarly, Li Zhinian hasn't asked a single question about stocks in the past two days, and hasn't mentioned it at all.

Perhaps in Li Zhinian's mind, she never imagined that Xiao Feng could earn 10 yuan in just a few days through stocks.

Some even thought that Xiao Feng might have lost everything.

Li Zhinian didn't ask because she didn't want to embarrass Xiao Feng.

As 2:30 a.m. arrived.

Xiao Feng had already told Li Zhinian during dinner that evening that he would be watching the World Cup final that night.

Li Zhinian had already gone to sleep.

Xiao Feng sat on the worn-out sofa in the living room, opened his laptop, and put on his headphones.

The competition officially began.

The Grand Finals!

Spain vs. Netherlands!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like