Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 50 A huge bonus of 13 billion!

It was true that Zhao Zixuan wanted to avoid Zhan Yishang’s questions, and it was also true that he wanted to go to the bathroom.

This is the side effect of drinking too much.

He had just walked out of the bathroom after peeing, and the scene in front of him stunned him.

Two middle-aged men in elegant suits stood there like two stone sculptures, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Zhao, please come with us."

One of them said in a deep voice.

Zhao Zixuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and an ominous premonition lingered in his heart.

He tried to stay calm, turned on the tap, and washed his hands as if nothing had happened. His face in the mirror remained unchanged, but his heart was already turbulent.

He looked at himself in the mirror and the two uninvited guests and asked in a deliberately relaxed tone, "We... don't seem to know each other, right? Why should I go with you?"

One of the other party said, "Our Boss wants to see you."

Zhao Zixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who is your boss? I don't know any boss. You have found the wrong person."

"Follow us and you will know." The two men looked cold.

"What if I say no?"

Zhao Zixuan turned around and responded calmly.

While washing his hands, he observed the situation around him and found that there were only two of them and there were cameras pointing at them. He didn't believe that the other party would use violence.

One of the other party frowned and said threateningly, "Mr. Zhao, let me advise you that our boss is sincere. If you insist on refusing, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."

Zhao Zixuan sneered in his heart and said in a deep voice: "You dare not even report your name, how dare you talk about sincerity? If you want to see me, come here by yourself. I don't have time to play games with you."

After saying this, he stepped forward resolutely.

The two people on the other side wanted to stop them, but when they saw that Zhao Zixuan was determined not to go with them, they lost their mind.

They looked at each other.

"How to do?"

"Let's tell the Boss about the situation first. This kid is not an ordinary person."

"Yeah, he looks young, but I didn't expect him to be so tough."

"..."

Zhao Zixuan returned to his seat at the bar, feeling a little uneasy.

He guzzled three drinks in a row, trying to clear his mind.

He didn't drink because he had to keep himself sober at all times.

He wasn't very clear who those people were just now.

But he could probably guess some.

He had just arrived in Haojiang and knew basically no one. Who would target him for no reason?
Apart from the gambling companies with which he has profitable dealings, he does not have a second imaginary enemy.

Originally, he thought he had been careful enough. Since arriving in Macao, he had hardly gone out. Apart from necessary trips to buy lottery tickets, he basically stayed in the hotel...

What went wrong?
Because he had just arrived, Zhao Zixuan didn't know much about the football betting forces in Haojing. He only occasionally heard some rumors about the Jockey Club.

It is said that in the early years, black casinos were everywhere in the streets and alleys in Hong Kong and Macau, and the original intention of establishing the Jockey Club was to crack down on these illegal gambling activities by opening up legal gambling.

It is worth mentioning that the Jockey Club was not officially established, but a guarantee company limited by guarantee.

Unlike lotteries in the mainland, the Jockey Club does not aim to make profits, but instead uses all profits for charity projects.

This philosophy makes people respect and trust the equestrian club.

The Jockey Club's football betting project was officially launched in 2003, which is indeed a little behind compared to the Macau Lottery.

As early as the eve of the 1998 World Cup in France, Macau Lottery had already seized the exclusive rights to operate football lottery, not only accepting cash bets, but also ushering in a new era of telephone betting.

By the millennium, Macau Lottery kept up with the times and launched online betting services.

In the field of football betting, the scale of the Jockey Club and the Macau Lottery is completely different.

The sales volume of Macau Lottery is not even a fraction of that of the Jockey Club. The total sales gap between the two is as huge as heaven and earth, as high as more than 100 times.

Because of this, the Jockey Club once proudly made a plaque that read "The Best Jockey Club in the World".

Later, with the end of this year's World Cup, the plaque was presented to the National Sports Lottery Center in the Mainland, symbolizing the deep friendship and common pursuit between the Jockey Club and the Mainland Sports Lottery Center.

Until 2018, the original odds of football betting in the mainland were mostly based on data provided by the Jockey Club. So on the surface, the biggest bookmaker in Hong Kong and Macau is undoubtedly the Jockey Club.

but.

This is only on the surface.

In the eyes of the world, the Jockey Club is undoubtedly the king of this continent, but behind the veil lies many unknown secrets.

Although William Hill, Ladbrokes and other institutional companies are highly praised in the market and their annual sales are close to 10 billion, they are still slightly inferior to the Jockey Club.

However, these figures are just the tip of the iceberg and fail to reveal the true scale of the industry.

The giants on the surface, such as the Jockey Club, Macau Lottery, William Hill, Ladbrokes and other institutional companies, although famous, seem insignificant compared to the "big dealers" hidden in the sun.

Winning institutions like Bloom and Benham make more profit in a year than William Hill and Ladbrokes combined.

As the saying goes, a glimpse of the whole picture can reveal how deep the water is in this industry.

"Alas, I wanted to take advantage of the World Cup to try to turn my bicycle into a motorcycle, but I didn't expect that I would be targeted as soon as I made a little money."

Zhao Zixuan smiled bitterly and sighed, and suddenly he had the idea of ​​taking profits and running away early.

He was almost certain that those people were sent by a large gambling company.

Of course, it is also possible that he is a "big dealer" in the sun.

hateful!

I only bet 500 million Hong Kong dollars and won a small prize. Although I bet another 8700 million Hong Kong dollars later, the prize result has not come out yet.

Why are you targeting me?
do not care.

Safety first.

Fortunately, I still have money in my bank card, so it doesn’t matter even if all the Hong Kong dollar bonus is hacked.

wrong!

There is still something called that.

A three-in-one prize of HK$8700 million, if you win, the odds are 16 times!
The total prize money is a terrifying HK$13 billion!
So much money, and you just say you don’t want it?

No matter whether others can do it or not, you can’t do it anyway.

No.

Gotta find a way.

Zhao Zixuan thought about it, took out his cell phone and sent a message to He Jieyu.

——Does your family have any connections in Haojiang? I have something wrong and I may need your family to help me.

This was Zhao Zixuan's desperate attempt to find a cure, he really had no other choice, but he didn't expect that He Jieyu would reply to his message within seconds.

--it is good.

Although it was just one word, Zhao Zixuan felt inexplicably relieved after reading this message.

but.

Why doesn’t your deskmate ask himself what happened?

Moreover, she didn't even ask where she was. This didn't seem like her habit at all...

"nice shot!"

Suddenly there was cheering in the bar.

In a blink of an eye, people were staring at the big screen.

It turned out that the second half had begun. In the 48th minute, the Mexican team scored the first goal and temporarily led the Netherlands team with a score of 1-0.

However, Zhao Zixuan lost interest in watching the game as he was replaced by an inexplicable tense atmosphere.

He hesitated whether to leave the bar, but felt that he was restrained by an invisible force.

Through observation, he discovered from the corner of his eye that the two men in dark suits seemed to have been observing him secretly.

The lights in the bar were dim and ambiguous, and there was a depressing atmosphere in the air.

Zhao Zixuan's heartbeat was accelerating, and he felt like he was trapped in a huge whirlpool, unable to extricate himself.

(End of this chapter)