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Chapter 202

He gained three million in extra wealth in one game and conquered the souls of a group of rich second generations. This lunch was not in vain.

Now a group of people follow Jiang Zhihao's lead. After hearing that they could make money, they even rushed to buy a house, so they didn't care about singing and drinking.

Tan Junda was happy and pulled Jiang Zhihao and smiled: "It's been a long time since I felt so good. Tao Feizhou is probably going to be angry to death now. He will lose three million in vain. If it were me, his lungs would be irritated."

Jiang Zhihao smiled and said, "That's just that you think, in my opinion, he has taken advantage of it. Although he lost three million to me, he did not go to other places to bet because he was in a bad mood. Otherwise, it wouldn't be surprising to lose ten million."

"So, it's a bargain for him." Tan Junda said.

Jiang Zhihao smiled but said nothing. From a personal point of view, three million is equivalent to Tao Feizhou losing money and avoiding disasters. Without this gambling, the behavior of the second generation of the Tao family's wealthy second generation may have caused huge changes in the entire family.

It would be no loss to use three million to eliminate this disaster.

But Jiang Zhihao won’t tell others about this kind of thing, even Tan Junda.

Because everyone else went to buy a house, Tan Junda no longer pestered Jiang Zhihao, and sent him home and left directly.

At the same time, Tao Feizhou returned home and happened to be Tao Guoan at home.

Seeing his son coming back with a gloomy face, he couldn't help but ask: "Why did he look like he had eaten a fly? Who else did he have a conflict?"

Tao Guoan is still aware of his son's virtues. He causes some trouble when he has nothing to do. Since childhood, I don't know how many times he has helped him wipe his butt.

"It's not Tan Junda yet. I don't know where to find a charlatan, but I was lucky. Tell me, Iceland, which is a little bit big, can actually kick England into four to one, it's just a ghost!" Tao Feizhou said.

Tao Guoan still has some understanding of football. Although his business is too busy and he has no time to watch the game, he roughly knows the strength of various countries.

He was stunned for a moment. Iceland kicked England four to one? Is it true or false?

Tao Feizhou mentioned Tan Junda, and Tao Guoan was not surprised. There were not many people in the city who dared to provoke his son, and Tan Junda should be one of them.

However, he said that Tan Junda had found a charlatan, which made Tao Guoan feel heartbroken and asked subconsciously: "Who is the charlatan you are talking about?"

"I don't know who, I'm about the same age as me anyway, and I hate it when I look at it."

"Is it a young man about 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure and a young man named Jiang Zhihao?" Tao Guoan asked again.

"I heard them call that person, Brother Jiang, Dad, do you know him?" Tao Feizhou asked in surprise.

Tao Guoan did not answer his words, walked over with a calm face and said, "You make this matter clear, from beginning to end, don't miss it."

Seeing that his father's expression was not good-looking, Tao Feizhou dared not hide it, so he quickly told the story of the betting on the football.

Tao Guoan's expression was gloomy and calm. At first, he suspected that Jiang Zhihao was here to deal with Tan Mingyuan. But judging from this incident, it didn't look very similar.

If someone is making a game and used to target the Tan family, what about the football game?

It can't be said that those people can even control the World Cup.
Chapter completed!
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