Reborn 10 years later: First, save 100 million Bitcoins

At this moment, Zhang Yang, holding the football lottery ticket in his hand, was riding high on his success.

It's worth noting that Zhang Yang's monthly salary is only 4000 yuan, but he has earned more than 5000 yuan in the last three games.

That's more than a month's salary.

So Zhang Yang was incredibly smug at that moment.

In addition, he's a chatterbox and gets incredibly self-absorbed.

Similarly, at the same time as Zhang Yang was showing off, an information entry was also updated.

Random information: Outgoing personality, talkative, not very intelligent, but easy to get along with.

Goodness, this entry can detect all sorts of information.

However, this random information was indeed completely accurate.

In his previous life, Xiao Feng and Zhang Yang spent a full 10 years together, which is similar to the information in the entry.

This guy is especially talkative and boastful.

However... barring any unforeseen circumstances, Zhang Yang's smugness will soon be over.

In my memory, the World Cup final 10 years ago ended in a draw in regulation time, but Spain beat the Netherlands 1-0 in extra time.

In his past life, Zhang Yang bet on the Netherlands to win, but he lost all his savings in that match.

For several months during that period, Zhang Yang took a break and wouldn't go drinking with anyone.

Upon hearing that Zhang Yang planned to bet all his savings on the Netherlands in the final match, Xiao Feng certainly wouldn't stand idly by.

After all, in his memory, Zhang Yang was a good brother he had known for 10 years.

Ultimately, because he was doing so poorly, he had no choice but to return to his hometown to develop his career.

Besides, Xiao Feng was also planning to bet on the World Cup that Zhang Yang mentioned.

The finals are on July 12th, at 2:7 AM.

Today is only July 8th, there are still 5 days left.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yang, who was standing next to him, continued speaking:

"How about it, Xiao Feng? Would you call this a superpower to predict the future? After all, I guessed right in three consecutive matches."

"Anyway, don't say I didn't think of you when I had good things to do. If you trust me, bet on the Netherlands on the day of the finals."

"Even if you don't bet on football, the Netherlands is guaranteed to win; it's like picking up free money."

Zhang Yang continued to promote his prediction that the Netherlands would win the finals, and strongly recommended that Xiao Feng also bet on it.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Zhang Yang got a sales commission.

Without a doubt, if Xiao Feng hadn't stopped Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang would have suffered a huge loss this time as well.

But Xiao Feng couldn't say it directly, so he could only use a different approach... subtly hinting...

"Uh..." Xiao Feng deliberately feigned a suspicious look: "That can't be right, shouldn't Spain win the championship?"

"Because I saw an article online a few days ago by an analysis master who could accurately predict the scores and final rankings of the teams after the semi-finals."

"I read in the article that Spain will be the final champion."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Yang immediately burst into laughter: "No, Xiao Feng, you actually believe these kinds of articles online?"

"These kinds of articles are all made up. They just guess the score and if they happen to guess it right, they'll say it was their prediction after the game and then use it for publicity."

"Even if I were mentally challenged, I wouldn't believe such a thing. I can't believe you actually do."

Zhang Yang launched into a barrage of sarcastic remarks.

"Uh..." Xiao Feng smiled insincerely, "But I think their analysis makes a lot of sense, they must be an expert."

"Come on," Zhang Yang continued to persuade, "Xiao Feng, you absolutely mustn't believe it, or you'll lose everything."

"Especially those who can even analyze the score, they're pure fraudsters."

Xiao Feng: "But this article was published three days ago. He predicted in advance that the Netherlands would beat Uruguay 3-2 in the semi-finals and that Spain would beat Germany 1-0."

Hearing Xiao Feng say this, Zhang Yang shook his head, not believing it at all.

"Oh dear, this is purely based on luck, getting the scores of two games right by sheer chance. It's not unheard of for this to happen."

"If he's really that capable, then tell me, what's his prediction for the third-place match score? If he can guess that right, then I'll believe him."

"Germany 3-2 Uruguay!" Xiao Feng said casually.

"Tch, you're making it sound so real." Zhang Yang replied casually, not taking the comment seriously at all.

After all, even if Zhang Yang bets on football matches, he only bets on the Netherlands; he's a loyal fan of the Dutch team.

Therefore, I don't care about the wins and losses of other teams.

Moreover, in Zhang Yang's mind, this was just a fluke by some online expert who was purely relying on wishful thinking.

They didn't care at all.

Once Xiao Feng started working, his daily tasks weren't too tiring; he was integrating data in the operations department.

The company has now officially established a research and development department and is venturing into short videos, but the development of the app has been stalled.

Xiao Feng wasn't in a hurry; it wasn't his turn to make a move yet.

I'm currently working at the company, just waiting for the perfect opportunity.

Because the company's boss is currently riding high and full of confidence, it would be more advantageous for Xiao Feng to intervene and rescue the company from its predicament only after experiencing setbacks.

In short, everything is going according to Xiao Feng's plan.

Time flies, and it's 6 p.m.

"Phew, finally off work." Zhang Yang stretched lazily at his desk. "Xiao Feng, wanna go to an internet cafe? My treat!"

Xiao Feng does have a habit of going to internet cafes to relax occasionally, but he only plays for a maximum of two hours each time before having to go home.

Because if it's been more than two hours, Li Zhinian will definitely call.

But none of that is the point. The point is...

Even if Zhang Yang hadn't suggested going to an internet cafe today, Xiao Feng would definitely have gone anyway.

Because in my memory…

At the internet cafe I usually go to, a player got an orange-tier item in the game.

This orange-tier equipment was just released, and its market price in the game is only around four or five hundred.

The price of four or five hundred is nothing special, but the serial number on this piece of equipment just happens to be the birthday of a gaming pro.

As a result… it sold for 8888 yuan, which is equivalent to 20 times the normal market price.

and so!

No need for further explanation!

[Blue Sky Internet Cafe!]

"Boss, turn on two machines."

The internet cafe is divided into a lobby and private rooms.

As soon as Xiao Feng entered, he immediately spotted the lucky player sitting in the corner, relying on his memory.

Not so lucky after all…

The players are currently engaged in a frantic battle against the boss.

Xiao Feng deliberately found a spot close by and then logged in.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, started playing the most popular shooting game at the moment, CF.

And... judging from his exaggerated facial expressions... and the speed at which he types on the keyboard... he's probably already arguing with his teammates.

It's just a game feature!

As for Xiao Feng, at this moment, all he could see in his peripheral vision was that player fighting the boss in the corner.

Sudden…

From a corner of the internet cafe... came an excited shout.

Holy crap!

"I got a loot! I got an orange-tier item, the Death Scythe."

Several people nearby also cast envious glances.

"That's great, buddy. This orange-tier item is worth at least 300."

"300 is too low, it's probably worth 450."

"Just shout it out over the loudspeaker, and it'll sell for 300 yuan in a second. If it's 450 yuan, it should sell within 24 hours."

Just then…

"Hey bro, selling?"