章節 103: 103 Neuropathy
"Oh my, isn't this the old secretary's grandson, Young Master Zhang? Long time no see, long time no see!"
Walk towards Zhang Jingshan's table.
Feng Liang suddenly grinned.
He stretched out his hand towards Zhang Jingshan in an exaggerated manner, but his face was full of teasing and mockery.
"Do I know you well?"
Ignoring Feng Liang's approach, Zhang Jingshan said coldly.
"Wow, Mr. Zhang, you actually said you are not familiar with me, woooo... Didn't you threaten to beat me up before? If you are not familiar with me, why would you beat me up? Do you think I am kind and easy to bully?" Feng Liang said with an exaggerated pout.
"I..." Zhang Jingshan clenched his fists. It was so fucking hateful.
"Master Zhang, please don't hit me. If I have done anything wrong to you in the past, please forgive me!"
Feng Liang put his hands together and bowed to him like a lunatic. At this moment, Zhang Jingshan's mentality almost broke.
"Feng Liang, have you had enough? Why are you going crazy here?" Xu Wenhui couldn't bear it any longer and pulled the madman. The next second.
Feng Liang stopped being crazy.
He shrugged and spread his hands, "Well... well, that's not fun at all!"
After saying that.
He suddenly looked at Ye Chen, "Hey, aren't you the idiot from the Maple Leaf Hotel? Damn, Li Mu told me before that Young Master Zhang was hanging out with that idiot loser from the Maple Leaf Hotel. I didn't believe it at the time, but now it seems to be true!"
After a shout.
He folded his hands and placed them on the table.
He grinned at Ye Chen in an exaggerated manner and said, "Hey, hey, hey, I heard that you made more than 20 million in the gambling stone field in the western suburbs last time, right? That's pretty good luck. Yes, there will be a game later, the Champions League, Barcelona vs. Bayern, do you want me to open a handicap and let's play it?"
After saying that, it seemed that his target was not limited to Ye Chen. He looked at Zhang Jingshan, Li Changfeng, and Zhao Jiwei. "Well... Mr. Zhang from Yunshan Network, Mr. Li from Huaxing Commerce, and Mr. Zhao, the host tonight, do you want to play together? Just treat it as a way to liven up tonight's party!"
Zhang Jingshan has no interest in betting on football or anything like that.
Just when he was about to ask this lunatic to get out of here, Ye Chen smiled and spoke.
"Okay, how do you play it, Master Feng?"
"Tsk, so refreshing and beautiful!"
Feng Liang snapped his fingers, "If you want to play, let's play something special. Let's bet on the number of goals they score. How about that?"
"No problem. I wonder what Mr. Feng wants to bet on?" Ye Chen said.
"What are you betting on? Let me think about it..."
Feng Liang put his finger on his chin.
Randomly he took out all his car keys and house keys, "A Lamborghini and a 300 square meter house in Dijingyuan, how about that? If you win, you can share these, if you lose... you can do a striptease pole dance together, how about that?,
Neuropathy.
This is absolutely insane!
In an instant, Zhang Jingshan was about to explode. Let's not talk about winning or losing.
This is simply humiliating them!
Just when he was about to explode.
Ye Chen's hand under the table suddenly pressed him down.
He turned to Feng Liang and smiled, "Using pole dancing as a bargaining chip to gamble on Young Master Feng's garage, this kind of gambling method must be worthwhile. How stupid would we have to be not to gamble?"
"Hey? Where's Young Master Zhang? Where's Boss Li? And where's Boss Zhao?"
Feng Liang looked at Zhang Jingshan, Li Changfeng and Zhao Jiwei with a sinister smile.
"Since you want to gamble so much, I'll accompany you to the end!"
After being caught by Ye Chen in secret, Zhang Jingshan not only calmed down after being stunned, but also got into Ye Chen's rhythm.
He believed that Ye Chen would never joke about striptease pole dancing.
"It's just a pole dance, just follow me!" Li Changfeng said with a smile.
Ye Chen spoke, and Zhang Jingshan followed. What else could he consider?
However, Zhao Jiwei was dumbfounded.
Are Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng crazy?
Competing with a psychopath like Feng Liang?
If you really do a pole dance here, you will never be able to raise your head in Jiangzhou again. You will be completely engraved on the pillar of shame!
However, Zhang Jingshan and Li Changfeng have expressed their opinions, as well as the evil and mysterious Ye Chen.
If I don't agree, is that justifiable?
With no choice but to think, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll play with Master Feng!" As several people expressed their opinions one after another.
This time it was Feng Liang's turn to be confused.
This was beyond his expectations.
He didn't even think the other party would agree.
The reason why he offered the pole dancing stake was just to play a trick on the other party, because he was sure that people like Zhang Jingshan and Zhao Jiwei would not accept the challenge.
But now, the other party agreed immediately?
Suddenly, Feng Liang was in a dilemma.
It's not that he can't afford to pay for a car and a house.
On the contrary, if he could let Zhang Jingshan and Zhao Jiwei perform striptease pole dancing in public, he would not even blink an eye at adding another car and a house.
But what he wants is to win, he must win, whether it's a car or a house or money, he doesn't care, he just can't accept losing!
Although he knew that this mentality was extremely contradictory to reality!
"We've all agreed. Mr. Feng, just tell us how to bet on the number of goals!" Ye Chen said with a smile, ignoring Feng Liang's sudden change of expression.
Although he was not very interested in football in his previous life, and knew very little about football scores, this also resulted in not much memory about football scores.
But Feng Liang proposed to bet on the number of goals scored by Bayern in the match against Barcelona.
In the previous life, the result of this game shocked the whole world.
Even those who don't watch football, don't understand football, or have no interest in football can learn about the scores from the overwhelming headlines and social media screens.
That was the score of a tragedy of the century, topping the Weibo hot search list!
If Feng Liang hadn't mentioned it, Ye Chen would have really filtered it out. However, when Feng Liang mentioned it...
That's simply lying down and letting yourself be ravaged.
"Both Barcelona and Bayern are teams with extremely strong offensive firepower. In this kind of close-quarters match, there is no chance of a small score, so I'll bet on 7+. I bet the number of goals will be less than seven!"
Feng Liang, who was thinking about winning for sure, sneered without thinking.
"puff
Little did he know that Qiu Yingzhe, who had just taken a sip of soda water, spit it out. Bet on less than 7 goals?
Looking at all the big and important matches, there are only one or two matches with more than seven goals in a year.
Is this bullying Zhang Jingshan because they don't understand? Or is it that they suddenly can't afford to gamble anymore?
"Feng Liang, can you be a little more shameless? If you can't afford the bet, then don't show off here! In football matches, or the Champions League, can you find a few games with more than seven goals? How about we switch it up and bet on less than seven goals? If the number of goals doesn't exceed seven, not only will we take off our clothes and pole dance, but we'll also go out and run naked for an hour?"
Zhang Jingshan was immediately furious.
Are you taking them for fools?
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