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Chapter 648 Fake the ball!

Zhongsheng team kicks off.

Next, thousands of spectators finally experienced what it means to play match-fixing openly!

I saw that the members of the Hengtai team, from forwards to defenders, began to become lax.

They either don't steal.

Or even if he accidentally touches the ball, the pass will fail and pass to the feet of a player from the Zhongsheng team.

In an instant, a center from the Zhongsheng team brought the ball into the penalty area.

The center was thinking quickly about how to break through the defense, but he saw that several defenders did not defend at all, and the goalkeeper of the Hengtai team looked up at the sky, not knowing whether he was looking at the clouds or the geese.

The center of the Zhongsheng team was confused for a while, but he still decisively dribbled the ball and shot.

The goalkeeper made a symbolic dive, but missed the ball and the ball went in!

The score came to 2-1.

There was a burst of boos from the audience on the field.

Everyone can see that after the timeout, the Hengtai team is just letting things go openly!

Chen Yuanzhou, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed, as if he had seen a ghost, and cursed: "People from the Hengtai team, what are you doing! Damn it, are you playing match-fixing in the open?"

Kick off, score. Kick off, score.

However, the boos from the audience could not affect the Hengtai team's determination to lose at all. The score on the field was quickly overtaken and became 2-3.

Even the spectators outside the stadium threw shoes and mobile phones into the stadium, but they could not change the determination of the Hengtai team members.

The full-time whistle sounded quickly, and the score finally came to Hengtai team 2-4 Zhongshan team.

Zhongsheng team won, Zhongsheng team won the championship!

The commentator congratulated the promoted team in a weird tone.

"Shady, shady, match-fixing, match-fixing!"

The entire stadium was suddenly engulfed in a sea of ​​angry roars.

Han Jiulin took a sip of red wine with a smile, turned to look at Chen Yuanzhou, and said: "Mr. Chen, sports competitions are so cruel, you lose."

Chen Yuanzhou looked at Han Jiulin in disbelief and said in astonishment: "Don't tell me that the Hengtai team's timeout and match-fixing were all your fault."

Han Jiulin shrugged and said, "You know in your heart that I have been sitting here. What's more, the game is thousands of miles away in Zhonghai City. How could you think of me?"

"This is impossible, you are the one behind it!"

Chen Yuanzhou gritted his teeth and said: "This bet does not count! Even a blind person can see that in the last few minutes, the Hengtai team was playing match-fixing."

Han Jiulin's face turned cold and he said quietly: "Mr. Chen, the betting agreement is very clear. Whoever supports the team that wins the championship will win.

It’s not stated in the agreement that match-fixing doesn’t count, right? Are you trying to deny it?”

"I..." Chen Yuanzhou was speechless and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Who would have thought that Han Jiulin could influence the outcome of a football match in Zhonghai City from thousands of miles away?

This game is the deciding game of the domestic first-division league!

There are millions of fans watching. Who would have thought that they could play match-fixing so openly in full view of the public?

Chen Yuanzhou's expression changed again and again, and he suddenly realized that Han Jiulin's identity was definitely not what he and Feng Hong had guessed before.

Han Jiulin can not only spend 10 billion at will, but can even influence the outcome of such an important event. This is simply unbelievable.

"Mr. Chen, please fulfill your bet." Ye Zhaoling came to Chen Yuanzhou and smiled lightly.

Chen Yuanzhou had a dark face and said nothing, pretending not to hear.

"Mr. Chen, please cooperate with me and transfer all the property rights and interests of Dinglibao Group to my husband." Ye Zhaoling's face turned cold, and he showed a hint of his imposing aura.

Chen Yuanzhou was startled. He distanced himself from Ye Zhaoling in fear and said, "Don't be anxious. You guys are looking at me here. I can't go anywhere. What's the rush?"

Ye Zhaoling's face turned cold and he planned to resort to tricks.

Han Jiulin waved his hand to stop Ye Zhaoling: "It's okay. After all, it's normal for Mr. Chen to be unable to accept such a big industry for a while. Give him some time and let him take it easy."

Ye Zhaoling finally gave up and stepped aside.

Chen Yuanzhou couldn't help but asked: "Can you tell me how you did it? You don't have to quibble, I know that this matter must have something to do with you."

Han Jiulin smiled faintly and was noncommittal.

Chen Yuanzhou was as anxious as a cat scratching his heart and said: "Even if it means death, you have to let me die clearly, right?"

Han Jiulin said: "It's not that I can't tell you, I'm just afraid that you won't believe it even if I tell you, and you won't be able to accept it even if you believe it."

"Now that I'm here, what else can't I believe? Even if you say you are the chairman of the Football Association, I will believe it."

"It's not the chairman of the Football Association. I just asked someone to say hello to the owner of Hengtai Club and told him that today's game must be lost."

Han Jiulin said it in an understatement, as if he was talking about an extremely trivial matter.

"You actually know the owner of Hengtai Club?" Chen Yuanzhou stamped his feet and beat his chest, no wonder this happened! Isn't this a coincidence!

But who knows, Han Jiulin shook his head and said seriously: "I don't know who the owner of Hengtai Club is."

Chen Yuanzhou looked like he was kidding: "You don't know me, but you can let him destroy his own name and let the players in the team play match-fixing?"

Han Jiulin smiled faintly and asked, "Mr. Chen, if you want to close the bun shop downstairs for a day, do you need to know the owner of the shop?"

"Of course it's not necessary. He has to listen or not listen to my phone call." Chen Yuanzhou said matter-of-factly.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, Chen Yuanzhou seemed to understand something!

Then, he looked at Han Jiulin in disbelief.

Could it be that for Han Jiulin, the owner of Hengtai Club is the owner of the bun shop in front of Chen Yuanzhou?

Do you want to be so exaggerated?

However, Han Jiulin said everything that needed to be said, and naturally he would not explain the rest.

He took out a cigarette and lit it slowly, as if he was patiently waiting for something.

Looking at the green shell panda cigarette in his hand, Chen Yuanzhou's little eyes couldn't help but jump for a long time.

This cigarette was familiar to him, but also unfamiliar to him.

What is familiar is that since he was a child, he, Feng Hong and others have more or less passed on a few of these cigarettes from the elders in the family.

Yes, it is indeed a few strands, not a few boxes.

This kind of cigarette is a rare good thing for the elders in their family!

After all, their old man can only be considered a second or third tier player in the capital.

This kind of cigarette is usually not available to the old man in his family.

Unless at some point, the big shot is in a good mood and gives their old man two packs, then they have the opportunity to follow them and try them out.

Ten billion, a phone call made the Hengtai team play match-fixing in full view of the public, the green shell panda...

Chen Yuanzhou's mind was flooded with thoughts for a while.

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