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Kadyjevic was so overjoyed and excited by a phone call 10 minutes before the start of the game that he immediately took out his checkbook, signed a check for $5 million and handed it to Fu Zhengyi, claiming that the check would be cashed after the game was over.

Without looking at it, he stuffed the check into his purse and asked justice. "The bank's problem solved?"

"Well, it's done! Some people want to make trouble while I'm not in Moscow, but they not only overestimate their influence, but they also underestimate everyone's IQ......"

After a few words, Kadyevich quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number, and after connecting it, he shouted. "Bernard, help me buy 500,000 Italy to win, 300,000 Italy to win one goal, 200,000 Italy to win two goals, 100,000 Italy to win three goals......"

Kadyjevic spoke very quickly, placing his bets in less than a minute, and clearly knew the bookmaker's market quite well, and was still confident in the outcome of the game.

Vaguely remembering the result of the match between Italy and Chile, Fu Zhengyi asked. "Kadyevich, you're used to gambling so big?"

"Yes, what else would there be in life? But I would like to thank my friends in my country, if they had called me three hours earlier, I would have lost the match between Austria and Cameroon, and my previous analysis was that Cameroon should not only win, but also score more than two goals......"

Taking the list of markets provided by the bookmaker in Kadyevich's hand, Fu Zhengyi asked while looking at it. "How much were you going to buy, and how were you going to buy it?"

"The minimum for each game is two million dollars! In this case, even if there are some special circumstances, as long as you buy according to the best combination given by the mathematicians, the gambling component will be reduced, and the role of probability and statistics will be greatly magnified, and if Brazil wins in the end, then I will make a lot of money!"

Fu Zhengyi raised his head and glanced at his expression, then continued to ask. "Do you think Brazil can win the championship too?"

"Of course! As long as Brazil's Ronaldo maintains his current form, then this year's World Cup will definitely be won by Brazil! Do you see how much the odds of Brazil winning the championship have been reduced now? From the 2.2 handicap before the game has been reduced to 1.3, my mathematician friends say that as long as Brazil can reach the semi-finals this time, the probability of winning the championship is almost infinite. However, if Brazil wins, there will be many bookmakers in Europe who will go bankrupt......"

The more Kadyjevic spoke, the more he was able to laugh.

The beauty of football lies in the fact that the outcome is difficult to predict.

Especially in an event of the size of the World Cup, anything that could come up.

Two to two!

When the final whistle blew, Kadyevich, who had drunk most of the vodka, would have smashed the chair he had been sitting on into the arena if it weren't for the seats in the spectators.

Like many spectators who lost a bet, Kadyjevic beat his chest and yelled, almost battling the Germans who sat behind him for a draw and a lot of money.

was cut off his arms from behind by Eugene, and Kadyevich regained his senses when he couldn't move, and he was a little helpless to say justice to Fu. "I'm sorry, I'm so annoyed! This kick is terrible, the Italian coach should be pulled out and shot......"

Kadyevich, who was furious, looked particularly terrifying because of his physique, and Fu Zhengyi saw that several French policemen were standing not far away and started to guard, so he asked Eugene to quickly take him back to the hotel first.

Motioning for Eugene to loosen himself, he straightened his clothes, and Kadyevich handed over an envelope. "I may not be able to watch the next ball game, I need to take a late flight back home......"

Fu Zhengyi is a little strange. "Isn't the domestic matter settled?"

"There are people who need to be dealt with! No one can make a final decision if I'm not there! I'll be back at the weekend if I'm fast, maybe a week if I'm slow! But don't worry, I'll be coming! I'll bring you better and stronger vodka, and if you want to see a Russian beauty, I'll bring you a dozen! Make sure they're all real virgins, all of them have the potential to be models......

The public discussed this, and the eyes of those who were betting in the crowd who were exiting were disdainful, envious, indignant, surprised, and stunned, which also made Fu Zhengyi the focus and couldn't laugh or cry. "Kadyevich! Is it a Russian who is so open?"

Kadyevich laughed and looked at the crowd of people who were exiting along the passage, beating his chest proudly. "Pay! Tell me if you need to! There's no need to hide it, you must learn to enjoy it, otherwise what's the use of making so much money?"

Fu Zhengyi was just about to refuse, but Putnova, who was standing behind him, lowered her voice. "Boss!"

"Uh...... Okay, a dozen are a little bit too much, but you should still be able to handle it......"

Fu Zhengyi's answer was not loud, but it was still heard by some people.

The men's expressions were envious and jealous, while the ladies were mostly disdainful and disdainful.

Immediately gave him a bear hug, and Kadyevich patted him on the shoulder and laughed. "Ok!OK! That's the answer a man should have! My dear friend, you must exercise before I come back, or I'm sure you won't get out of bed when the beauties come into your bedroom......"

Kadyevich is gone.

After leaving the venue and returning to the hotel, Fu Zhengyi asked Putnova why?

"Boss, those girls he said are poor girls, if you stay over there, sooner or later they will be sent to nightclubs and become toys for some people, it is better to come over and give them a chance to choose again, I am sure they will be grateful to your ......"

"But if he does bring a dozen Russian beauties, my reputation will be ruined......"

Putnova smiled, but soon she was in a straight voice. "Thank you, boss! Thank you so much for remembering my sister Marina!"

"That is, with the attitude of trying it out, but Kadyevich's bodyguard Eugene is really scary, Xu Zhicheng said that when Eugene approached him, he had a feeling of being hairy and running if he wanted to pull his legs......"

"That's normal! Eugene used to be an instructor in the training camp, and he didn't just kill people, but he killed many people......

Putnova shuddered involuntarily as she spoke, her eyes filled with deep fear, and the corners of her lips twitched uncontrollably.

Putnova's abnormality surprised Fu Zhengyi a little, but when he thought about the consequences of the revolution that happened in the Far East a few years ago, he was relieved, and patted her on the shoulder. "Okay, okay, you've got your green card and don't have to worry about the past anymore, did Eugene say when you can find out about your sister's whereabouts?"

"Eugene said it would take a little time, and he would try to get back to me within a week......"

Since Eugene has accepted it, then based on his past experience, this matter is at least settled.

Fu Zhengyi opened the envelope that Kadyevich had given you before leaving, and saw that it contained a ticket for all the matches in ten days for four people, and a business card that seemed to be made of gold.

It's just that the name on the business card is not Kadyjevic, but Roman.

The position is the president of the Far Eastern Oil Company and the president of the Siberian Mining Group.

That's right, this is the guy!

The richest man in Russia who once bought the Chelsea football team, once bought castles and estates in Britain, France and Germany, once spent a billion dollars to customize a Boeing 767 private jet, once owned a private yacht with the most powerful protection capabilities in the world, and was once called the 'Seller Roman'!

But why is he so addicted to gambling now?

Fu Zhengyi didn't quite understand.

That's enough, though.

This super-rich man who was once ridiculed by the media as wanting to be his dog shoveling official and needs to have a net worth of more than one billion dollars seems to be just a low-level old hat......

Knock knock!

Xu Zhicheng knocked on the door and walked in, handing over a stack of colorful leaflets. "Mr. Fu, this is the leaflet of various bookmakers found in the hotel lobby......"

interrupted his memories, Fu Zhengyi picked up these propaganda color pages and read them carefully.

European football lotteries, not only have official institutions such as French bookmakers, but also many private bookmakers to participate in the competition, it can be said that as long as you have money, how you want to bet with the bookmaker, then you can how to gamble.

However, the markets offered by official bookmakers are far less attractive than those offered by private bookmakers in Europe.

In the match between Brazil and Morocco five days later, if you bet on Morocco to win, you can win only one-third of the prize money from the private company if you bet on the French bookmaker and the private bookmaker respectively, and if you bet on Brazil to win, the official money is only 1.2 times that of the private company!

In terms of handicap, it is clear that it is more cost-effective to buy football tickets from private bookmakers.

However, from a security point of view, even if the bet breaks the French bookmaker's win, the buyer does not need to worry about being hunted by the bookmaker!

In this case, it should obviously be a good thing to invest some money to bet on the championship and the number of goals that the team has won, or even the number of goals scored in the end!

Thinking like this, a smile appeared on the corner of Fu Zhengyi's lips...... (To be continued.) )