"Since we're betting this much, why not make it bigger? Forget about handicaps, I like Chinese football and I'm betting directly on the win or lose. I'm betting on China to win. However, if you lose, besides these things, I won't make you run naked in CBD, how about crawling out of here? Oh, and Xu Shao has to be included."
Ye Yun said calmly.
"Pfft!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Jiaguo, who was drinking, spat out his drink.
China football to win against the Kimchi country?
Are you kidding me?
"What, is Xu Shao afraid to bet?"
"Brother Ye, you..." Song Yunfan was about to try and dissuade him.
"Bet? Why wouldn't I dare! A gentleman's word is his bond!" Xu Jiaguo couldn't pass up such a good opportunity and immediately cut off Song Yunfan.
If they won, they could make Song Yunfan and Lin Shiyou run naked in CBD.
Lose?
How could they possibly lose!
It would never happen in this lifetime!
"Hahaha, good, good! You brat, I'm starting to like you!" Zhao Guanying scoffed from the other side.
In his delight, he couldn't help but glance at Lin Shiyou and Song Yunfan.
He didn't care about Ye Yun, he was just trash.
But seeing these two guys embarrassed was incredibly satisfying!
He then asked teasingly.
"Young Master Lin, Young Master Song, you said that charlatan's words were your words earlier. Does that still count?"
Lin Shiyou looked at Ye Yun with a grave expression.
If they lost, he wouldn't be able to show his face in Jinling anymore.
Even if he was reckless, running naked in public would be social suicide.
In this internet age, they would probably become famous across the country in an instant!
He couldn't quite understand it.
With Brother Ye's current net worth, was it necessary to make such a socially ruinous bet with Zhao Guanying?
As for the money, that was secondary.
But as he watched, Ye Yun smiled and nodded with great conviction.
"China football is a sure win. Intuition."
The word "intuition."
Lin Shiyou's expression froze.
As long as Brother Ye said it was intuition, it seemed to have never failed...
"Damn it! Do you think I'm like you, spewing words like farts! If you lose, don't forget to crawl out of here with that idiot Xu Jiaguo!"
"And you, Young Master Song?" Hearing Lin Shiyou's words, Zhao Guanying was overjoyed, then his gaze fell on Song Yunfan.
A flicker of struggle crossed Song Yunfan's pupils, but seeing Lin Shiyou's calm and Ye Yun's composed look.
Song Yunfan gritted his teeth, "I bet!"
Only after he spoke did Song Yunfan realize something.
Why was he competing with this idiot!
Even if they won, let alone splitting a car, a house, and a hundred million amongst three people, even if he got all of it.
It wasn't worth gambling his future for such things!
If he lost, the heir of Ying Tian Group running naked in the street would cause the group's stock price to plummet, resulting in losses far exceeding this amount.
Moreover, China football to win against the Kimchi country?
The odds were lower than buying a lottery ticket!
Song Yunfan, realizing this belatedly, finally acknowledged a fact.
They were crazy...
Ye Yun was crazy, Lin Shiyou was crazy, and he himself was damn crazy!
"Good, good, good! The second-generation rich of Jinling are indeed bold! I'm already looking forward to China vs. Kimchi. Lin Shiyou, Song Yunfan, why don't you two just concede now! Bow to me and Brother Zhao three times with that charlatan, and we'll let this matter go."
"Brother Zhao, I think you'll give me this face, won't you?"
On the other side, Xu Jiaguo said triumphantly.
"Indeed, indeed! I cannot refuse Young Master Xu's face! Just as Young Master Xu said, if the three of you are willing to kowtow to me, this matter will be settled! However, this promise... is only valid before the match starts!" Zhao Guanying laughed heartily.
The two of them, playing off each other, made Ye Yun and his two companions feel utterly humiliated.
Korea not giving a handicap to win against China?
Was that possible?
Was it possible?
Could China's forwards really break through Korea's defense?
Or could China's defenders stop Korea's forwards?
Xu Jiaguo was even more confident.
His family owned a football team, Heng Da Football. He had seen the capabilities of those subordinates too many times.
He remembered reading reports accusing his family's football team of "frequenting bars" and calling them "white-skinned chickens."
To this, Xu Jiaguo just smiled.
Stupid reporters!
What was wrong with frequenting bars?
He even knew that some players from his family were VIP clients of Xian Shang Ren Jian!
Before a match, they would go to Xian Shang Ren Jian and call for one or two masseuses to enjoy their services.
He had personally witnessed someone whose legs went soft before even stepping onto the field.
Not long ago, he, Young Master Xu, had even personally gone to the police station to pick up one of his subordinates.
The reason was that his subordinate had gone to find a masseuse before the match, and instead, he was reported for rape and taken to the station.
Afterward, Young Master Xu spent a lot of money to smooth things over. Later, when he settled with the lady, he learned the truth.
It turned out that the idiot had been impatient because he couldn't agree on the price and tried to force himself on her.
Masseuses offered their services based on their skills. They couldn't possibly offer them for free.
Moreover, the platform where the masseuse was registered was quite powerful. No matter whose subordinate you were, if you wanted to get something for free, they would still take you down!
Before leaving, Xu Dashao even heard the masseuse complain.
"It's really annoying to take jobs for white-skinned chickens. Athletes have too good of physical condition. Just like on the football field, they won't shoot for 90 minutes!"
Could they win against Korea?
Young Master Xu almost let out a pig-like squeal of laughter!
"Young Master Xu and Young Master Zhao, please don't worry, we are not afraid!" Ye Yun said casually.
"Haha, then tomorrow I'll have to bring people to CBD and have a good look at the heroic postures of you three." With that, Zhao Guanying put his arm around Zhen Qing next to him and started drinking heartily.
"Wife, let's drink more. Tomorrow, your husband will take you to see a good show!"
"Okay, Husband~" Zhen Qing's voice was coquettish, making Ye Yun unable to look directly at her.
After all, this woman wasn't wearing anything beneath her panties!
...
Soon, the football match officially began.
The broadcast platform was not C Station, but Migu Video.
Fortunately, Lin Shiyou's place was quite nice, with a wall-sized screen for projection, offering a first-class viewing experience.
First, there was a tedious introduction of both teams' players. As it was a home game for Korea, the entire stadium was filled with passionate Korean fans, their cheers erupting in waves.
When the Chinese national football team was introduced, they were met with deafening boos.
Especially in the first ten minutes, Korea almost scored. A Chinese defender cleared the ball, accidentally kicking it to an opponent's feet. The Korean forward immediately shot, causing a roar from the crowd.
It had to be said that China's goalkeeper was very excellent. With a stylish dive, he instantly blocked the ball.
They had narrowly escaped!
However, the entire first half was completely one-sided.
Korea's forwards were almost constantly in China's penalty area, causing chaos and panic.
On the other hand, the Chinese football team, despite their best efforts, showed a gap in sheer strength.
Soon, they were sweating profusely and panting heavily.
Even Ye Yun was helpless. By this point in the match, he hadn't even seen the Korean goalkeeper's face!
Every time China launched a counter-attack, they would get tackled after only two passes. They would get tackled after only two passes.
Even a fool could see who was superior!