When Jiang Han returned, Su Qingyi was reading in the living room.
When she saw Jiang Han wearing the altered school uniform after he came in, she realized that Jiang Han's clothes had indeed been altered.
He did not say anything else.
Jiang Han was the same. After greeting Su Qingyi, he went straight into his room.
It was worth mentioning that schools in Xiangjiang had very little homework.
At least compared to the sea of homework in Shanghai, it was much better.
However, it was also because of this that it was convenient for Jiang Han to slack off after class.
After entering the room, Jiang Han locked the door.
Then, she set an alarm and went to bed.
He still had to go out at night.
Moreover, there were three matches tonight. If Jiang Han did not want to run back and forth, he would have to wait outside from the end of the first match until the start of the third match.
He had to ensure that he had enough sleep so that he wouldn't give himself away the next day.
She slept until 10:20 pm when her alarm rang.
Jiang Han suddenly sat up in bed and turned off the alarm.
Then, she got out of bed quietly and opened the door a little. The lights in the living room were dark.
Su Qingyi should have fallen asleep.
Jiang Han heaved a sigh of relief and closed the door again.
Then, she slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out quietly.
Afraid of waking Su Qingyi up, Jiang Han opened the door extremely slowly.
However, the old iron door still made a long sound.
Fortunately, his voice wasn't loud.
Jiang Han went out and looked back. The light in Su Qingyi's room was not on.
Then, she slowly pushed the door back and closed it.
Without waking Su Qingyi up, Jiang Han felt inexplicably relaxed.
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. When he reached the roadside, the taxi was already waiting.
He got into the back of the taxi and went straight to the bar.
However, what Jiang Han did not realize was that…
On the third floor, in the room that Su Qingyi rented, there was a figure in front of the living room window.
After watching Jiang Han get into the taxi, he shook his head helplessly.
The first match ended at eleven o'clock, and Jiang Han arrived at around ten forty.
After entering, he sat opposite the bar owner.
Then, he ordered a cup of iced Coke.
"Little brother, you don't want to drink?"
The bar owner took the initiative to talk, but Jiang Han shook his head.
"No, no. I don't even dare to enter the house after drinking the wine.”
"My dad can smell it even if it's the next day.”
Jiang Han still insisted on what he said in the afternoon.
The bar owner didn't insist on anything. He changed the topic and started talking about the World Cup with Jiang Han.
He talked to Jiang Han about which player was better and which team's coach was more experienced.
It could be seen that although the bar owner did not have a deep understanding of football, he definitely knew more than Jiang Han.
Jiang Han didn't understand, so he didn't express any opinion at all.
However, as he looked at the picture on the small color TV, an inexplicable thought popped up in his mind.
If there was a chance in the future, it might be a good idea to form a football team.
At least in the future, people like Messi and C Luo were still not famous.
Messi was only eleven years old now.
If Jiang Han formed a team and won over all the powerful players in the future, he would be able to win them over.
Soon, the transfer of these players would bring Jiang Han a lot of benefits!
By then, selling one contract a year would guarantee that Jiang Han would be free and unrestrained for many years.
Perhaps this was the deep-rooted bad quality of capital.
At least, Jiang Han's first reaction when he thought of this matter was how much profit these players could bring him after they became famous, not what kind of honor they could get.
However, it was a little too far away to talk about this now.
With the funds in Jiang Han's hands now, he probably wouldn't even be able to sign these players, let alone play with the team.
It was better to feel the fish at the edge and earn some money.
As the referee blew his whistle, some people cheered and some sighed.
Jiang Han also took out the certificate he had prepared beforehand and continued to bet on the second round. Then, he turned around and left the bar, rushing to the next bar.
After running one round, it was almost midnight.
After some calculations, Jiang Han's funds had already reached 95,000 by the time he placed his second bet.
On average, each shop had bet nearly 10,000 yuan.
If Jiang Han still wanted to bet after the third round, then each shop would have to bet an average of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan!
It was too big!
He had originally thought that he could suppress it a few more times.
However, if this situation continued.
Jiang Han estimated that after tonight, if he still wanted to bet, there were only two ways to go.
First, spread out the betting locations and pick more bars to come in. At least, the amount of bets in each bar must be less than 10,000, or even 5,000.
However, if Jiang Han wanted to bet all the money in his hands, he would have to go to at least 30, or even 50 bars!
It was basically no different from running all over Xiangjiang. The rest time in between was not enough at all!
The second option was for Jiang Han to only invest a portion of his funds.
This way, they could ensure that the amount of money that each family invested was under control.
It could also ensure that he could run over.
However, the problem was…
He only took out half of the 340,000 yuan, or even one-third of it.
The rest of the funds were abandoned.
It was a bit of a waste.
With the system ensuring that the prediction was correct.
Jiang Han's mind was filled with thoughts on how to maximize the benefits.
Under the condition of ensuring safety, he would try his best to invest as much money as possible, and his daily income would reach the maximum.
However, the reality was always restricting him.
He was conflicted.
Jiang Han was really conflicted now.
He knew that there was a lot of money waiting for him to earn, but for various reasons, he had to give up a portion.
What was the difference between this and giving away his own money?
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