Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 668

Yang Jiacheng first rubbed his daughter's head lovingly, stood up, and took the initiative to come to Su Fei and extend his hand to greet her.

"Mr. Su, I guess you two have met on the way. She is my youngest daughter, Yang Yi. She is 21 years old and is currently studying in Birmingham."

"Knowing that you are coming here today, I specially asked for leave and volunteered to pick you up."

"My youngest daughter has a lot of her own ideas, and I also spoil her. I hope you didn't cause any unpleasant things on the way here, haha."

Su Fei touched his nose.

Looking at the cunning look in Yang Yi's eyes, he smiled casually and did not expose Yang Yi's little lie.

Hold Yang Jiacheng's hand.

"Hello, Boss Yang. I had a pleasant trip here. You have a smart and beautiful daughter."

"Mr. Su, thank you for the compliment! Mr. Su, you are a young and promising player. At the age of 19, you are the most expensive player in the world. Your future is limitless!"

"Haha."

Su Fei laughed dryly. He was used to the customs and habits of England. He was a little uncomfortable with the flattery style of a Chinese boss.

Yang Jiacheng seemed to see that Su Fei was not used to such compliments.

He did not continue the topic.

Instead, he quickly invited Su Fei to sit at the tea table and started to make tea for Su Fei himself. Yang Yi sat next to his father and never took his eyes off Su Fei.

"Mr. Su, please have some tea. I heard that you grew up in Croatia. I wonder if you can get used to our Chinese tea culture."

"Yes, I am used to it. I usually drink tea at home."

"Haha, actually I invited you here today just to make friends with you! I'm glad that Mr. Su didn't choose to avoid suspicion because I am the boss of Birmingham. After all, the game between our two teams will start in the afternoon."

"Not really."

Su Fei picked up the teacup, took a sip, and keenly noticed the strange taste in Yang Jiacheng's words.

Especially Yang Jiacheng's next move.

He glanced at the two assistants behind him, and the two assistants quietly left the living room.

Then Yang Jiacheng said to Yang Yi again.

"Yiyi, go out and play for a while. I have some personal matters to discuss with Mr. Su."

"What can't I listen to, Dad?"

"Go quickly. Didn't you say yesterday that you would personally guide the gardener to prune the back garden?"

"Okay."

Yang Yi curled her lips and turned to look at Su Fei.

"Mr. Su, will you stay at our house for dinner? I want to get to know you better."

"Ahem, I don't have anything to do this morning."

Su Fei was a little embarrassed. After all, it was in front of someone's father, so it was hard to refuse or agree.

He could see that Yang Yi seemed to have a good impression of him.

There was no way.

This is the trouble of handsome guys.

Su Fei was used to it.

Yang Yi obediently left the reception room. In the huge reception room, only Yang Jiacheng and Su Fei were left.

Su Fei looked at Yang Jiacheng deeply and motioned to continue.

"Haha."

Yang Jiacheng laughed dryly and started to talk about this and that.

The topic started with Manchester City's treble last season and three consecutive victories since the new season.

Then he said something about Birmingham's poor performance in the first three rounds and the problems within the team.

The topic went around and around.

Yang Jiacheng became more and more confused, and Su Fei's feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

"Mr. Su, what do you think is the odds of our Birmingham winning or the odds of a draw today? I mean, the probability?"

"Uh..."

As soon as Yang Jiacheng said this, especially the obvious deliberate slip of the tongue, Su Fei confirmed his guess.

A feeling of disgust and disgust also rose from the bottom of his heart.

Match-fixing!

This damn Yang Jiacheng, is he trying to find me to play a match-fixing?!

Before coming.

The relevant information about Yang Jiacheng that Su Fei had looked up on the Internet also emerged from his mind.

This HK businessman.

He made his fortune in the real estate and gambling industries, and he also owns his own gambling field in Macau.

Sure enough.

Every boss behind the gambling industry will have illegal private operations...

Although Su Fei has confirmed Yang Jiacheng's purpose of suddenly looking for him, after all, the other party has not said it clearly, so it is not easy to tear his face directly.

Moreover.

Su Fei is a little curious about what price Yang Jiacheng is willing to pay to impress this player who is currently ranked first in the world with 99.9 million euros.

According to his understanding, the entire Birmingham is now worth about 150 million pounds...

Su Fei's sudden depressionThe silence and the change in his eyes made Yang Jiacheng, who had been hesitating, realize something.

"Mr. Su, have you guessed it?"

"Hmm..." (Do you think I'm stupid?)

"Hahaha, we really have the same mind."

"Hmm..." (No, no, no, you're stupid! Who has the same mind as you?)

"Mr. Su, if I'm willing to give you this number..."

"Hmm?"

Su Fei raised his head and saw the five fingers that Yang Jiacheng stretched out. He was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.

Although he was very curious.

But he wasn't stupid enough to take the initiative to ask a businessman who wanted to pay him to play a fake match.

Seeing that Su Fei didn't speak.

Yang Jiacheng gritted his teeth and added two more fingers.

"Mr. Su, this price... is already very high! It's almost catching up... And don't worry, I have a special account and team to handle the flow of this money, you don't have to worry about being checked by any relevant department."

"Huh?" (You're talking about the unit, you're stupid!)

Su Fei still didn't speak, the muscles at the corners of Yang Jiacheng's eyes began to twitch, and he immediately stretched out another finger.

"No more, Mr. Su. If you raise the price again, even if you win, I can't guarantee that I can make money. Business should be a win-win situation, what do you think?"

"..."

Su Fei looked at Yang Jiacheng who kept raising the price and stretched out eight fingers, and he was dumbfounded.

He didn't say anything for a long time.

And was Yang Jiacheng thinking that he was raising the price? Did this guy's brain get kicked by a donkey!

Su Fei couldn't stand it anymore!

He turned the teacup in front of him over and stood up.

"Mr. Yang, thank you for the tea. But you must have misunderstood me. I have no interest in what you said."

"I am not stupid enough to ruin my professional football career for money."

"Since you have purchased Birmingham, I suggest you focus on how to run the team."

"That's it."

"I will not accept any invitations from you again, and there is no need for us to meet again. Before I came, I told my teammates that I came to visit you, but I didn't say I would not go back for dinner. I'm going back first."

"Let's just pretend that everything today never happened."

In the stunned expression of Yang Jiacheng, Su Fei said a few words directly and then left the reception room.

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