Extraordinary Genius

“That African team really won, how can I see so many people cursing?” Li Na asked quietly.

“Many of them have bought lottery tickets, Nigeria has won cold, and their lottery tickets have become scrap paper, can you be happy?” Feng Yu explained.

“Did you buy the lottery ticket?” Lena asked curiously.

“I bought a little, if I hadn't bought it, the odds would have been several times higher in Nigeria.” Unfortunately, bets are capped, otherwise it makes more money than futures.

Feng Yu also bought a few Nigerian championship footprints, and many Bo ~ Cai companies in the US made separate bets. If you don't invest much, if you win, you can earn hundreds of millions of dollars. Estimate all the profits of those gaming companies, they're all in there, or you have to pay for them.

Feng Yu never wanted to make a lot of money from this. It was just fun. He told others to watch over the Nigerian championship, nobody believed, including Masao Toshida, who treated Feng Yu as a demigod, except Kirilenko.

Kirilenko put a lot of money on those European games and lottery companies, and he also bought the Nigerian championship, because of this, he was ridiculed by many friends.

The African team, too?

But I'm sure a lot of people are not sure right now, Nigeria, this Olympic Games is really super!

The battle for bronze medals clearly had a much smaller audience, and some of the audience came to lie about the Brazilian team. Although the Brazilian team eventually beat Portugal with five to zero blood, it also failed to recover the image of their losers.

They could have shouted the championship slogan before the start of the race, and now it looks like a complete joke!

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The men's football finals began, this time Feng Yu did not go to the scene. The scene is too messy, and the weather is hot. It's okay to sit at home and watch TV live. Anyway, Feng Yu got a big projector, and it looks like it can still blow air conditioning.

“Mr. Kirilenko, eat the fruit.” Li Na personally put the washed fruit on the coffee table, Kirilenko came here to watch the game with Feng Yu.

“Feng, how happy you are to have such a good girl around you.” Kirilenko laughed and praised.

Li Na blushed, sat next to Feng Yu, peeled off an orange flap, Feng Yu opened his mouth, the orange entered his mouth, and lived off the look of the landlord's old fortune of an old society!

“And you, why aren't you married? You're over thirty.” Feng Yu glanced at Kirilenko.

“Soon, my father gave me an ultimatum that I would have to get married by next year.” Kirilenko said somewhat reluctantly.

“Marriage?” Feng Yu asked with an eyebrow. Marriage should be the most normal option for families like Kirilenko.

Kirilenko nodded: “Hmm. Forget it. Let's not talk about it. The game's on. I'm listening to you this time. I'm betting. If I win, I'll make a fortune! ”

It doesn't matter if he loses, Kirilenko's buying lottery tickets to Nigeria's top four finals has already made him double his bet!

“Watch the ball.” Feng Yu doesn't care to say that he hasn't felt this tension in a long time, this feeling makes him enjoy it very much!

……

“Lopez broke the door, good ball! I knew that Nigeria would never win, and that Huaxia Drinks League would never win. The winner must be us!” Vice President Cruise of Pepsi held his fist in his right hand and smashed it in his left palm.

Some of the top executives behind him were also very excited. Especially the head of the advertising spokesperson's contract was the most exciting. With this score, Lopez's commercial value improved by one step, and their contract was already worth more!

But not long ago, the Nigerian Babayaro broke the door, and Cruz twisted the cigar, and he suddenly had a bad feeling that Argentina could not have been defeated by this group of indigenous Africans?

By the end of the game, Crespo had a successful headball offense with a score of two to one and Argentina again leading the way.

Cruz was relieved and, in strength, Argentina prevailed. The theme of this issue of the Pepsi ad is Olympics + Football, and those who score will be the cover of the Pepsi poster!

Football has a wide base around the world and cannot be overstated as the most popular sport. Using football stars as a spokesperson, Pepsi's sales are sure to skyrocket. Running over that Warsaw beverage is a small thing, and it might make Pepsi outnumber Coca-Cola in some areas!

The influence of Coca-Cola Signature sprinter and basketball players is even greater without these football stars, from viewership to broadcast, viewership, etc. Football is the most attractive sport in the world!

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“Ahhh, how did those niggers kick the ball? Argentina is in the lead again!” Kirilenko was furious.

Fortunately for the three of them in the house, this racist speech, if heard by the bodyguards, would cause trouble. After all, the bodyguards are mostly black.

“Don't worry, Nigeria likes to fight back in desperate circumstances. Look at the previous scenes, don't you know?” Feng Yu said slowly.

“I didn't see it in front either. You mean they can level it up and then go backwards?” Kirilenko's face is delightful, Feng Yu said, it must be good.

Feng Yu kept quiet and continued watching the ball. Kirilenko held up a glass and filled it with a large mouthful of spirits. People watch the ball and drink cold beer, Kirilenko drinks vodka, that's how different!

After a while, Kirilenko jumped up violently: "Feng, did you see that? It's leveled, it's leveled! ”

“I saw it, sat down and watched the ball, excited about what.” In fact, Feng Yu's heart is also very excited. Amokachi, he also has to go back to the poster cover to focus on publicity!

After a while, Argentina scored another goal, less than five minutes later, Nigeria leveled again, as if there was no pressure, they wouldn't be ~ shooting!

Three to three flat, until one minute before the finish, or this score. Kirilenko's in a hurry. How did this happen? Is it overtime?

“Eh, that nigger rushed over, shot the door, hit the ball! We won! We won! Von, we won!” Kirilenkow's voice jumped, excited like a child.

It's over, Nigeria wins, they win!

……

Boom!

“Isn't the referee blind? Hasn't that crossed the line? How can this ball count!” Cruz broke the table and shouted, and none of the other Pepsi dared speak.

Lost, Argentina also lost, lost to the African team, which nobody could have imagined, I'm afraid, the Nigerian, before the game?

It's not just football that's lost, it's all their spokespersons. Lost to some African athletes, some they never thought they'd sign.

Pepsi, the ad endorsement fee, it's a huge loss!

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Feng Yu took a long breath and Nigeria really won! MBL has signed the entire championship team, and this time the Grand League of Beverages has made a fortune!