Chapter 1522 I'm Waiting for You

Lin Feng looked at Prince Deren provocatively. (Reading novels) From the moment he came in, Lin Feng felt that the protagonist today would no longer be Kamizuki Kagemasa, but Prince Naruhito. After all, Jingzheng's assets were there last month, so he was not qualified to bet against himself. As for Suleiman, he has no deep grudge against him. He may take advantage of the situation, but he will never fight to the death with him. Therefore, in today's gambling situation, only Prince Deren is qualified to bet with himself.

But Prince Deren, what are you going to gamble with yourself? Although Lin Feng knew that the Japanese royal family had plundered huge wealth during World War II, and only half of it went into the pockets of the royal family, Prince Naruhito was just a little prince. Although he was a prince, the prince was still a prince, not an emperor. His rights are very limited. If you want your own "cloud computing", you don't have tens of billions of dollars, and you can't even touch it.

What's more, if Lam Feng's betting rules are followed, 8 to 1, Prince Deren will have to spend at least 480 billion US dollars to put Lam Feng into financial crisis and have to sell his stocks. But can Prince Naruhito get US$480 billion? ——Lin Feng felt contemptuous. Of course, even if Prince Naruhito can take it, he still has to win.

Unfortunately, today is destined to belong to Liu Xiang. In order to ensure that Liu Xiang would win today's game, Lin Feng had sent Hua Shiqi to give Liu Xiang a full body massage before the game. Recently, Lin Feng accidentally discovered that Hua Shiqi knew Qigong and knew a Qigong massage technique. Lin Feng once tried it. After Jing Hua Shiqi used this qigong to massage, the person was very energetic. To use the most vulgar words to describe it - the spirit can create a god and kill a tiger.

Therefore, Liu Xiang must win today!

Therefore, today Lin Fengtong will kill as many bets as possible.

Faced with Lin Feng's strength, Prince Deren cowered. He just didn't understand why Lin Feng was so confident. Could Liu Xiang really win the championship? ——Prince Deren shook his head repeatedly. The physiques of Easterners and Westerners are determined by innate DNA and cannot be changed. Since the Olympic short track event, no yellow race has won the championship. This is determined by God.

Prince Deren is not worried that Liu Xiang will win the championship, he is just not sure what Lin Feng wants when he makes such a bet. Could it be that he was setting a trap? ——Prince Deren felt a little confused when he thought about it, especially the smile on Lin Feng's face, which looked a bit sinister no matter how he looked at it. Yes, it must be a trap, and you must not be fooled.

Prince Deren immediately rejected this proposal, which seemed to be of great benefit to him but only harmful to him. This so-called harm is the odds of Lin Feng's bet - 8 to 1. If he wants "cloud computing", then he will spend 480 billion US dollars. Isn't this a joke? It is true that the Japanese royal family can afford so much money, but the consequences will be unimaginable and will involve many things. Besides, he doesn't have that much power.

"Mr. Lin, I think this is really unfair to you. Let's follow our previous policy. You are the banker and we will bet, 8 to 1. What do you think?" Prince Naruhito thought for a while.

He sounded like he was thinking about Lin Feng.

"But I really want to support Liu Xiang. After all, it is the first time for an Asian to stand on the track and field short track, which is a victory in itself. In order to support my compatriots, I am willing to lose even if I lose money. Besides, Liu Xiang may not lose!" Lin Feng said .

"Oh, I wonder why Mr. Lin is so confident in your country's athletes?" Prince Deren asked smoothly. He wanted to know what kind of medicine Lin Feng was selling in his gourd.

"This is very simple. As long as Liu Xiang can win the championship, I will give him 10 million US dollars. Do you think he will run slower than others? Otherwise, I will be the banker and you can bet on Liu Xiang!" Lin Feng said a little crazy.

sneer.

Prince Deren sneered several times in his heart. If money alone could change everything, then Japanese athletes must be the country with the most gold medals in the Olympics. Unfortunately, sometimes, innate conditions determine everything, and no amount of money can change this. Unless "gene repair technology" can succeed. But this technology is just a concept. Although Japan and the United States are studying it, God knows when it will be successful. It seems that Lin Feng is just a little lucky and a little capable, but he still can't get rid of the arrogance and taking things for granted among young people.

The world does not revolve around you!

Thinking of this, Prince Deren felt relieved.

"Mr. Lin, the game is about to start, let's get back to the topic. You have the strongest assets, so you will be the banker and we will be the guarantor. What do you think?" Prince Deren stared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng frowned.

"Isn't this why I can't bet on Liu Xiang to win? This is too boring." Lin Feng muttered and complained.

However, Suleiman, Shangyue Jingzheng, and Prince Deren just pretended not to hear.

"Okay, okay, I'll be the banker and you guys will bet. But the rules need to be changed. The maximum payout is 6 for 1, otherwise I won't play anymore! I can't bet on Liu Xiang, this is too boring!" Lin Feng shouted.

Prince Deren frowned. If the ratio is 1 to 8, and he invests 20 billion US dollars, he can completely bankrupt Lin Feng. But losing 6 to 1 means he has to invest more. But 20 billion US dollars is already his limit. However, looking at Lin Feng's expression, he looked serious, and he seemed to be ready to stop playing if he couldn't reach an agreement. Looking at the time, he saw that the game was about to start in about 10 minutes, so he couldn't hesitate any longer.

"Okay, 6 for 1, 6 for 1." Prince Naruhito said firmly, gritting his teeth.

French President Jacques Chirac, Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi, Athens Mayor Theozola Bakoyanni, Apple CEO Steve Jobs and others held their breath, waiting for the amazing figures they had imagined. This is destined to be an unprecedented gamble!

"My nephew and I bet on the former Olympic champion, Cuban star Garcia, to win, for a total of $2 billion!" Shangyue Jingzheng said first.

Hiss! -- Chirac and others took a deep breath. They didn't expect that Shangyue Jingzheng would be so fierce that he bet $2 billion. This is $2 billion, not $200, a full $2 billion!

In an instant, Chirac's mind emerged with how many homeless people and unemployed people could be created if the 2 billion was used in the French treasury. As for Berlusconi, a list of the world's top stars immediately emerged in his mind. With this $2 billion, he could make Milan the best team in the world.

Amazing! Amazing! No one expected Shangyue Jingzheng to be so desperate that he bet all his and his nephew's worth on it. This is too crazy.

"Lin Feng, I will ask you to pay me a hundred times, a thousand times for my nephew's medical expenses!" Shangyue Jingzheng gritted his teeth and stared at Lin Feng, glaring.

Crazy! ——Jobs and others sighed. But the look they gave Lin Feng was full of sadness. If calculated according to the odds of 1 to 6, if Lin Feng loses, he will have to pay 12 billion US dollars. This number is not enough for an individual, even for some not-so-rich countries to pay compensation. Now, Lin Feng is really going to be unlucky.

Although the game has not started yet, everything is possible. But Garcia is indeed a hot favorite before the game, and more importantly, since Shangyue Jingzheng dared to bet so much, he must have something to rely on. Although Jobs and others did not know what Shangyue Jingzheng and others relied on, the Japanese, who have always been cautious, dared to bet like this, and they would definitely win. ——This is the consensus of the outside world on the Japanese.

But to everyone's surprise, Lin Feng's face was not panicked at all. It was as if Shang Yuejing was betting not 2 billion US dollars, but 200 US dollars.

General's style! —— Chirac and others secretly praised. Lin Feng was so calm, no wonder he could become the world's richest man at such a young age.

"Suleiman, how much did you bet?" Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Suleiman.

"You won a total of 3.15 billion US dollars from me before (Suleiman should have lost 1.4 billion US dollars (28 points, 2.8 billion) in the previous basketball game, I miscalculated, I would like to correct it), today I will not bet more, just 3.15 billion US dollars!" Suleiman said proudly, "If you have the ability, you can bet my 3.15 billion US dollars again, otherwise I will make you pay for it this time!"

Chirac and others on the side were shocked again. 3.15 billion US dollars, bet it out as soon as you say it, God, this is not 31 yuan, but 3.15 billion! Damn West Asians, they really don't treat money as money! —— Chirac secretly cursed.

Lin Feng smiled slightly. Shangyue Jingzheng on the side also smiled secretly. Suleiman was sure to lose this time.

"If you have the ability, you can win. But first I want to confirm whether you have the money to pay. Otherwise, if you win in the end, I have the money to pay, but if I lose, you don't have the money to pay, then I will be a sucker!" Lin Feng said.

Suleiman snorted coldly.

"Lin Feng, this is a Swiss bank promissory note. It can pay a maximum of 5 billion US dollars. I think it is enough to prove my financial strength." Suleiman took out a Rising Bank promissory note.

Lin Feng glanced at it and knew that Suleiman was not bragging.

"What about Shangyue Jingzheng? How can you prove it?" Lin Feng looked at Shangyue Jingzheng with a sidelong look, looking down on his face.

Shangyue Jingzheng frowned. He had not thought of this before. You know, he had never checked whether he had the ability to pay before, so he did not prepare relevant proof. And he was not as rich as Suleiman, who had a promissory note with a maximum limit of 5 billion US dollars in Swiss Bank.

"What? If Mr. Shangyue can't produce proof that you have $2 billion in wealth, then this bet can only be a spectator, which is a pity." Lin Feng laughed.

"Yes! Wait a minute!" Shangyue Jingzheng hesitated for a moment, walked aside, and made a phone call, just 1 minute later.

"Lin Feng, this is the statistical proof of the '' company and other real estate, stocks, etc. held by me, totaling $1.2 billion. This is the stock and real estate asset certificate of my nephew Shangyue Qishi Company, totaling $800 million, exactly 2 billion!" Shangyue Jingzheng said coldly.

Lin Feng snapped his fingers and asked Lin Zhiling to check it. After checking it, Lin Zhiling nodded to Lin Feng.

"Just right, there are 7 minutes left before the game starts. Zhiling, come and pour a glass of wine for the two bosses. In another 7 minutes and 13 seconds, we will be rich!" Lin Feng laughed.

Shangyue Jingzheng and Suleiman snorted and ignored it.

"Wait! I want to play too!" At this time, Prince Naruhito spoke.

Lin Feng smiled slightly, waiting for you!