At the Catal World Cup.
The huge football field was filled with fans. Tens of thousands of spectators and billions of people around the world were jumping with joy with the 22 players and a small ball on the field.
The waves of people rose and fell. All kinds of fans who drew national flags and idol stars on their faces did not stop shouting excitedly for 90 minutes.
Most of the people here were die-hard fans, but there were also many international internet celebrities and celebrities with hot figures who came to this place where the whole world was focused on to show off their charm.
But these people were undoubtedly lucky, because the vast majority of fans could only envy these fans who had the opportunity to come to the stadium in front of the television at home and the mobile phone in the office.
Because they were all tycoons!
Because it was the world's largest stage, the World Cup, the prices here had risen to the sky. The media had just reported that even the most dilapidated tent cost nearly 300 US dollars a night.
300 USD was already more than half of the monthly income of people in middle-income countries!
Not to mention the food here and the high admission ticket prices. The cost of watching the World Cup was indeed daunting for most people.
However, in this stadium, where the view was the best, there were several very special boxes in this row!
At this moment, in the private room in the middle.
A handsome young man was leaning comfortably against a pure gold swimming pool! Looking out from the huge floor-to-ceiling window, one could clearly see the game on the field.
The swimming pool was four to five meters square and made of pure gold. It had all kinds of massage and man-made waves.
However, this man did not use it because there were four beautiful women with perfect looks and figures beside him. They accompanied him to watch the game and gently relaxed his body like servants.
If someone was here, they would definitely find them familiar because these four beauties were all world-class supermodels!
Every year during the International Fashion Week, their photos would be printed on the cover of the world's hottest fashion magazines.
For the top luxury brands, they were the best ambassadors.
But here, they felt infinitely honored to be qualified to serve this man…
Everything in the box was decorated in the most luxurious way. More than half of the items were made of pure gold, and the other half was worth more than the same weight of gold.
"Tsk…!"
The whistle sounded. It was time for the intermission.
The young man got up and the supermodel beside him put a bathrobe on him. He walked out of the pool and leaned against the rhinoceros skin sofa. He crossed his legs and the supermodel immediately massaged his legs.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Several retired officers of the Marine Corps reported through the call video in the room that they were the young man's private bodyguards.
The young man nodded indifferently. The bodyguard opened the door and a tall white man in a jersey walked in with a smile.
C Luo!
The number one star of this game, the football superstar with the most fans on Social networks.
However, he did not return to the locker room immediately after the halftime interval. Instead, he went straight there just to toast the man.
The man gave the woman beside him a look. The supermodel immediately stood up and poured two glasses of red wine. She handed one to the man and the other to Ronaldo.
Cristiano Ronaldo looked at the woman who was handing him the wine in surprise because he recognized her at a glance. She was the number one supermodel in the world and the global spokesperson of the Diao brand.
Cristiano Ronaldo said in fear,
"Respected Mr. Wang, I didn't expect you to come to watch my competition. This is really my honor! This toast is to you!"
After saying that, he downed it in one gulp.
As the most disciplined star player, he must not drink during the game, but Ronaldo would never consider this in front of this man.
The man was called Wang Ting.
That was why Ronaldo called him Mr. Wang.
Wang Ting nodded indifferently, but he did not drink. He said indifferently,
"Salute me with a goal."
Ronaldo nodded repeatedly and left with his head lowered at Wang Ting's signal.
Wang Ting casually spilled the wine in his glass into the bathtub, causing the supermodels at the side to feel their hearts ache…
This was because this bottle of red wine was a 1992 Shrieking Eagle. The price of a bottle was more than 500,000 dollars! It was tens of times more expensive than the top red wines in the eyes of the secular world, such as Lafite and Romanée-Conti.
Moreover, they couldn't buy it even if they had money, because there wasn't much left.
Wang Ting turned his head to look at them and smiled indifferently.
"You think it's a pity? Actually, I've never been used to drinking foreign wine, which is your white wine, but those guys with white headscarves outside always give me wine. There's still a bottle in the wine cabinet. If you like it, you can take it yourself.”
The four supermodels were excited, but none of them dared to take it because they knew who the white headscarves Wang Ting was talking about were.
It was none other than the royal family of Cadar, who was in the VIP boxes next door! And the Middle East oil oligarchs!
These people controlled almost half of the world's wealth channels.
They could do anything that humans in the world could do.
They had already surpassed the law, morality, and the understanding of ordinary people!
And this man in front of her.
Wang Ting's family was the leader of this group of people, the top of the pyramid, the supreme king of this money empire!
Money was omnipotent, but it was not omnipotent. However, for 99.9% of the people in the world, money was everything.
If there was no magic in this world and no superpower, then the power of money was the only supreme law.
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