His uniform number on the basketball court was "No. 1". Only then did Tang Hao realize. He nodded and said, "Yeah, what's the matter?"
After receiving Tang Hao's affirmative answer, the big man sneered. He raised his eyebrows and said politely: "It's not much, but you have to speak slowly. Boy, come with us to the rooftop!"
As he spoke, the big man waved his hand and walked up the corridor with the students around him, leaving a few people behind. They stared at Tang Hao warily, as if to prevent him from escaping.
Seeing that the other party acted politely and carefully, Tang Hao couldn't help but smile and shook his head. With a relaxed expression, he followed the others into the corridor.
"Tsk, tsk, I'm afraid it's a pity that little Feifei won't be able to see the trapeze show this time."
Seeing the hostility of the people around him towards him, Tang Hao muttered with a strange look, after all, now that the other party directly asked him to go to the rooftop, there was no way he could bring little Feifei up too?
"Boy, what did you say? What trapeze artist?"
Hearing Tang Hao's whispered words, the big man in the lead immediately turned around and asked sharply.
"Oh, brother, it's nothing. I was reviewing my English just now and saw the word "trapeze" and was thinking about how to pronounce it in English."
Tang Hao explained with a smile.
"snort!"
The big man shook his head angrily. In his opinion, Tang Hao was simply mentally ill. He had more than ten people surrounding him, and he was still in the mood to think about English words.
The group of people quickly went to the rooftop of the teaching building, and more than a dozen students quickly surrounded Tang Hao in the middle, all of them with stern expressions on their faces, as if they were about to take action.
Tang Hao stood in the center, surrounded by more than a dozen people. He showed no fear at all. Instead, he smiled at the big man and said, "Brother, if you have anything to do with me, can we discuss it now?"
Unexpectedly, the big man shook his head with a strange expression: "I'm not looking for you, it's Mr. Guo who's looking for you."
Soon, a well-mannered man wearing glasses walked over from the other end of the rooftop. He seemed to have been waiting on the rooftop for a long time.
As soon as the big man saw the man, he immediately said with a respectful expression: "Young Master Guo, we have brought this boy over now. It is up to you to decide whether to kill or behead him!"
Listening to the big man's words, the other students all had ferocious expressions on their faces. They looked at Tang Hao, eager to try.
He is indeed an enemy! After listening to the big man's words, Tang Hao sneered in his heart. Young Master Guo appeared out of nowhere and came to him to die. He had already pulled his hands out of his trouser pockets, ready to fight at any time.
Already.
The two sides were at war with each other, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. It was estimated that as soon as Mr. Guo opened his mouth, a group of people would start to attack.
But to everyone's surprise, the man named Mr. Guo was so excited that he almost jumped up. He pointed at the big man's nose and cursed: "Are you a fucking retard? I let you
When you go to invite someone, is this how you invite him? You have to kill him or cut him into pieces. If I want to cut him into pieces, I will be the first to cut him into pieces!"
"Um?"
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and the situation seemed not as clear as before. Everyone was confused and couldn't tell what the situation was now.
The big man's mouth also twitched, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he asked in confusion: "Young Master Guo... didn't you ask me to call this kid up?"
"Please, that's please!"
Guo Qilin kept roaring angrily, and he was so furious that he almost sprayed spittle all over the big man's face.
"Forget it, you kid, just stand aside and stop talking. I'll do it."
Guo Qilin sighed, waved his hand, and said impatiently.
The big man knew he was in the wrong. He scratched his scalp in embarrassment and blushed, so he could only step aside first.
With that said, Guo Qilin walked slowly to Tang Hao, and he forced out a flattering smile: "Brother, in the 21st century, the most important thing for us is to value peace, and harmony brings wealth, right?"
"right."
Tang Hao was amused by the huge contrast between before and after. He smiled and replied that he had a good impression of the so-called Young Master Guo.
Seeing that Tang Hao did not object to his opinion, Guo Qilin nodded again. He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "That's it. I have a project for everyone to make a fortune together. I want to cooperate with you. You can do it."
Don’t want to do it?”
"What project?"
Tang Hao was wondering, he and the other party were strangers to each other, so why did he have to be involved in this project to make money?
"Before that, I want to ask you a question. Yesterday, your English class three made a huge comeback with more than 50 points and defeated the team from the computer department. Is that because of your contribution?"
Guo Qilin was not in a hurry to introduce his project, but instead asked Tang Hao questions.
"You can say that."
Only then did Tang Hao understand what the other party meant, but currently most people didn't know his identity. Even the bar where he opened the bank underestimated his team. He secretly sighed in his heart that the other party could find him.
The news is really well-informed.
But then he thought about it, and there was a strange expression on Tang Hao's face. The other party was looking for him because of this matter. Could he also want to bet on football?
Sure enough, Guo Qilin immediately clapped his hands and said: "That's good, it proves that you have found the wrong person. That's it, you are going to play a game with our civil engineering team tomorrow afternoon, right? The black village outside the school is giving us
The odds for the civil engineering team are 6, which means that if we buy one dollar, if we win, we can get six dollars in income. This odds is really tempting..."
"Wait a minute!" Tang Hao quickly reached out and interrupted Guo Qilin's introduction.
"What's wrong?" Guo Qilin was stunned when he heard the sound and asked in confusion.
"You said the odds of winning if you buy a civil engineering team are 1:6?"
Tang Hao asked slightly surprised.
"Yes, the black shop at the charming bar outside the school offers these odds. Is there anything wrong?"
Guo Qilin said, then he showed a hint of evil smile and winked at Tang Hao: "Brother, these odds are very tempting, right?"
Hearing Guo Qilin's words, Tang Hao suddenly felt something was wrong. He started to do arithmetic questions. When he went to buy the English team this morning, the odds were .5, but now, as Mr. Guo said, they gave
The odds for the Tumu team are 6. If someone spends 1 million each to buy two different teams to win, then no matter who wins, won’t he definitely win money?
"ah!"
Tang Hao took a breath when he discovered this. Logically speaking, people who dare to sit in the banker and take betting orders will definitely accurately calculate the winning rates of both sides before setting the odds, and will not commit such low-level mistakes.