readytorunbook Chapter 293 There will be no next time!
Chapter 293 There will be no next time!
"Holy crap...it's in...1-1 now..."
Mawei, incoherent and tearing his clothes to shreds, ignored the cold Toronto air, opened the window, and started shouting outside.
Wu Jia searched for his phone in his pocket for a long time, wanting to call his older brother, but his trembling hands couldn't hold the phone.
Wang Xiucheng was standing in front of the TV. Although he wasn't as dramatic as Ma Wei, he was still very excited.
Just one more ball!
Wang Xiucheng remained standing without sitting down.
In the 83rd minute, Japan scored another goal!
At this moment, Wang Xiucheng was no longer so excited.
Ma Wei and the other man's voices were already hoarse from shouting.
But Wang Xiucheng was already considering something else.
That is, how to withdraw the money.
Fertitta certainly doesn't have that much cash; he'll definitely use other assets to make up for it.
So, what assets can be kept and what assets should not be kept need to be discussed with Ma Xiaoxuan in advance.
Yes, Wang Xiucheng is not planning to show up this time.
With Ma Xiaoxuan around, there's no need for me to show up.
This is why Wang Xiucheng wanted Ma Xiaoxuan to stay in the United States for a few more days.
The game continued, but the score remained unchanged until the end.
Japan pulled off a stunning upset, defeating the German national team 2-1.
Before he could think about anything else, Wang Xiucheng's phone rang.
I glanced at the phone and saw it was Rockets owner Tilman Fertitta.
Wang Xiucheng raised an eyelid. This was the first time Fertitta had called him since he left the Rockets.
After turning off the TV and telling Ma Wei to be quiet, Wang Xiucheng answered the phone.
Hey boss, how have you been lately?
Although he has left the Rockets, he was still signed by the Rockets for 4 years and $8000 million, so it's not unreasonable for him to call them "boss".
“Hey, Wang, long time no see,” Fertitta’s voice came through the phone.
"The boss is calling me so early, there must be some good news for me, right?" Wang Xiucheng smiled.
"No need to pretend, you must have just finished watching the game."
"Boss, aren't you the same?"
They both smiled.
The difference is that Wang Xiucheng's smile was genuine, while Fertitta's smile was less certain.
"Wang, how did you know the scores of these two matches?"
Fertitta is very concerned about this issue.
If Wang Xiucheng really has a channel, a channel that even Las Vegas doesn't know about, then Fertitta is confident that he can multiply his assets several times in a short period of time.
He simply didn't believe that Wang Xiucheng really had this channel.
Otherwise, Wang Xiucheng wouldn't have only now made a name for himself and reaped such great rewards.
"It was all a guess, no matter the channel, but I didn't expect to actually win." Wang Xiucheng smiled. "Boss, would you like to discuss the payment method with me?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.
"Are you so sure I'll give you the money?" Fertitta's voice was somewhat cold.
Wang Xiucheng didn't care at all and continued to smile: "Boss, you're so rich and have such a good relationship with Pu Chuan, you wouldn't do anything foolish for such a small amount of money from me, right, Ambassador Fertitta?"
Silence continued on the phone.
After a dozen seconds, Fertitta's voice finally rang out: "Your Majesty, how about we make a deal?"
"Boss, you say it."
"That's enough for now. I know you bet on three matches. As for tomorrow's match, whatever happens, I'll give you the money for the other two matches, how about that?"
Upon hearing this suggestion, Wang Xiucheng smiled happily.
Because Fertitta was scared!
He's afraid that he'll also make a mistake in tomorrow's third match.
If that's the case, it won't be something that 43 billion can solve.
Wang Xiucheng bet on three matches, and the first two matches both came to a win.
If Uruguay loses to South Korea 1-2 tomorrow, the odds are 17.
Fertitta will then lose close to 100 billion!
This number would absolutely bankrupt the Fertitta family!
Fertitta is now telling Wang Xiucheng that he wants tomorrow's match canceled and to end it here.
It means telling Wang Xiucheng that I can give him the money for the first two games.
If you push your luck any further, then it's hard to say what will happen in the future.
This could be considered a threat to Fertitta.
Wang Xiucheng could certainly tell.
But it was precisely because Fertitta dared to threaten Wang Xiucheng that Wang Xiucheng realized he had to accept it!
If he didn't want to give the money, he wouldn't have said any of this to Wang Xiucheng.
This is why Wang Xiucheng only earned 40 billion from Fertitta.
Fertitta can't afford to give more, nor is it possible for him to give more.
He would rather take a risk than give his entire life's business to Wang Xiucheng.
While 40 billion is a lot of money, it's not enough to warrant doing something truly foolish.
After all, given Wang Xiucheng's fame, especially in China, if something really happens to him, he won't be able to cover it up.
Especially since he wants to pursue a legitimate career in the future, this is something he can't do lightly.
“Okay, I will tear up the third ticket,” Wang Xiucheng said.
Fertitta, satisfied with Wang Xiucheng's answer, continued, "I had someone calculate it, and it's 4.32 billion, right?"
"Yes, boss."
“Give me a few days to prepare,” Fertitta’s voice continued. “But you know I can’t possibly come up with that much cash, so how about this?”
Fertitta considered it for a moment.
“I will withhold and pay your taxes on your behalf. As for the rest, I will raise between 1 and 2 billion in cash for you, but you need to give me one month to prepare. As for the other money, I will use other assets to replace it. We will discuss the specifics and the amount of money to replace it later.”
"I'll have someone prepare a list of these assets and send it to you in three days."
Wang Xiucheng smiled broadly, glanced at Ma Wei and Wu Jia behind him who were already blushing from holding back their laughter, and said with a smile, "Boss is so generous."
"Atmosphere?" Fertitta scoffed. "This time it's on me, but there won't be a next time."
After saying that, Fertitta hung up the phone.
Wang Xiucheng threw his phone onto the sofa and jumped up and down with Ma Wei and Wu Jia.
……
Las Vegas, BRICS Hotel.
A huge room with a view of the entire Las Vegas Strip.
Michael Fertitta sat in the chair, but looked as if he might collapse at any moment.
After putting down her phone, which she had just finished talking to Wang Xiucheng, Fertitta looked at her eldest son and asked, "Tell me in detail what happened."
“There’s this guy named Evans, who used to be in the stratosphere. He said that someone had placed millions of bets in the stratosphere over the past year, and only bet on unpopular items, but never won.”
Michael Fertitta stammered, "He wanted to switch jobs and come here, so I agreed and offered him a higher commission and odds, since I figured he wouldn't make any money anyway."
"Wait a minute." On the computer in front of Fertitta was the purchase invoice information for Wang Xiucheng. "Why is there no payout limit for the score Wang bought?"
“Evans said he had always requested this, and also requested that it be notarized by people from accounting firms such as Deloitte. I figured I couldn’t print it out anyway, so I agreed.”
"So you're saying that Wang bought tickets for over a year, losing millions while we didn't make any money, and then he won on his first BRICS bet?"
Fertitta took off her reading glasses, her tone icy, "You beat me 42 billion?"
Michael Fertitta nodded with a grim expression.
Old Fertitta pinched the corner of his eye. "That Evans, I don't want to hear that name again, and I don't want to see him again."