Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Qin Feng sat with his back to the door.

Hearing the voice, his face turned cold.

In the next second, a harmless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Qin Feng got up on crutches, turned to Liu Yong and said, "Dong Liu, thanks to your good words last time, the Liaodong team did not disappoint everyone..."

The two laughed and hugged vigorously, like brothers who had been separated for many years.

Everyone is present, singing and dancing.

When the Liaodong team won the championship, Qin Feng naturally became the focus of the audience, and the championship celebration was naturally on the agenda.

"The game is on this Saturday, isn't the time rushed?"

Qin Feng is not without worry, those big stars usually keep strangers away, and in less than a week, they may not have time.

"When you count it up, the cucumber dishes are all cold." Zhao Banshan laughed loudly, "It's time to say hello, I have notified in advance."

"My good sisters are always on call." Na Ying shouted.

"Are you free or not, those who should come must come." Liu Yong was also very domineering.

Qin Feng was relieved now, and Zhao Banshan and the others did what they said, which made people feel warm.

The personnel are still those mentioned before.

But Qin Feng thought about it, and asked again: "I don't know if Teacher Liu Huan who sings "The Song of Heroes" has time?"

"Song of Heroes" is one of the repertoire of the Liaodong team.

Qin Feng really wanted to let Liu Huan come and sing such a voice at the Wulihe scene, which would definitely lift his spirits.

"No problem, I'll look for him!" Zhao Banshan and Liu Huan had some friendship, so they agreed.

"There is also Zhao Chuan from Taiwan Province, who sang "You and My Promise" and "I'm a Little Bird"."

Qin Feng made a cheeky noise again.

this……

Zhao Banshan and Na Ying were in trouble at the same time.

Leaving aside that the two of them had nothing to do with Zhao Chuan, Zhao Chuan was a singer over there. To go to Longguo, the procedure itself was complicated, and it only took less than 5 days, which was really difficult.

Liu Yong on the side smiled but said nothing.

"Old Liu, what are you laughing at? Do you have a solution?" Zhao Banshan asked after noticing Liu Yong's expression.

"I can't help it." Liu Yong chuckled, "I'm kidding you guys are still in the entertainment industry. Zhao Chuan got married this year and settled down in Shanghai. Do you think he's still on the other side of the strait?"

"Oh?"

Both Zhao Banshan and Na Ying were taken aback, neither of them expected that Liu Yong's supernatural powers would know more about the entertainment industry than the two of them.

"Recently, I started a performance company and heard from my friends."

Liu Yong said relaxedly: "I found out that I can make money by doing performances. Wait for the day when I bring Andy Lau from Hong Kong Island to Shengjing for a concert."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Qin Feng, "I asked the performance company to quote to Zhao Chuan's agent normally, for my sake, he must be in place!"

If it was the first time they met, Qin Feng would think that Liu Yong was bragging.

But ever since he heard that Liu Yong wanted to set up a football betting network covering the entire Dragon Kingdom, Qin Feng no longer dared to underestimate Liu Yong.

Those who look down on their opponents will definitely pay the price!

"Then listen to Liu Dong's good news!" Qin Feng smiled and agreed, Liu Yong was the hurdle he had to pass, before that, Qin Feng didn't mind taking advantage of it.

Liu Yong acted resolutely and did what he said.

After making a phone call and hanging up after a few words, he asked Qin Feng to wait, and there will be good news soon.

Less than 10 minutes.

Liu Yong clasped it on the table and the phone rang.

Zhao Chuan will arrive in Shengjing on Friday, October 10th, and the performance fee is only half of the market price for commercial performances.

so efficient...

Qin Feng raised Liu Yong's danger level again in his heart.

Not to be outdone, Zhao Banshan picked up the phone to find Liu Huan, and finalized the performance in front of everyone.

All performers are in place.

Liu Yong offered to help with the performance permit.

Seeing Liu Yong being so caring, Qin Feng was also happy to relax, he knew that this was Liu Yong's investment in himself, or it could be said to be a sugar-coated cannonball.

But so what.

Sugar coated eat, shells...

Just call back!

The host and guest enjoyed a meal.

Qin Feng was all up and ready to deal with Liu Yong's topic about gambling, but until the end of the session, Liu Yong didn't mention a word.

the next day.

Qin Feng returned to the Liaodong training base early.

The team is still on vacation, and he still has a lot to do.

Look at the time, it's not even 8:[-] in the morning.

At this time, Sweden should be more than 1 o'clock in the morning.

Mark is a big European football betting bookmaker, and for him at 1 am, the nightlife has just begun.

Liu Yong mentioned before that he had contacted big European dealers.

Quickly ask Mark if he knows Liu Yong!

Qin Feng picked up the phone and dialed it.

The bell rang for a long time.

Someone over there picked it up, "Hello..."

There was a lot of voices in the receiver, and Qin Feng had to increase the volume and shouted: "Mark, this is Qin, you find a quiet place, I have something important to do."

There was silence on the phone for a while, and Mark spoke to others in Swedish.

After a while, Mark's voice sounded again.

"Qin, you better have something serious!" Mark said angrily, "I lost a lot today!"

It appears that Mark is engaging in some kind of unhealthy activity.

Qin Feng was not in a hurry to mention Liu Yong, but instead asked what Mark was tossing about.

"What else can I do...of course it's a football game. I lost a lot on this weekend." Mark's voice was a little tired, "Today I have to win back."

"You know, money is a trivial matter, but face is important!"

Qin Feng asked again at one o'clock in the morning, what football game is there?

"Mercosur Cup, have you heard of it?" Mark put on a show, wanting to take the opportunity to laugh at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng has never heard of it...

But hearing the teasing in Mark's tone, Qin Feng's unyielding temperament came up, and he wanted to have an equal dialogue with the other party, which should never be underestimated.

Ask if you don't understand.

Qin Feng turned on the system.

The Southern Common Market Cup, formerly known as the South American Super Cup, was split into the Southern Common Market Cup and the Northern Common Market Cup in September 1998.

The teams participating in the Mercosur Cup are 20 traditional giants clubs from Brazil, Argentina, Chile, Uruguay and Paraguay.

The total prize money of the event is 2160 million US dollars...

The champion wins 460 million US dollars, and will face off against the champion of the Copa Libertadores to compete for the Copa Winners' Cup...

Also known as the "Million Dollar Cup"...

The first edition of this year was held in Palmeiras, Brazil, with the opening ceremony on October 10rd...

On the night of October 10th local time.

Brazil's Palmeiras team, which has the advantage of the organizer, played against Argentina's San Lorenzo, and there was also a stadium brawl, which led to the interruption of the game and ended early...

算算时间，瑞典10月6号凌晨1点，正是巴西时间10月5日晚上8点。

It was this game that Mark wanted to bet on.

There are really many football matches in South America, but they are also really chaotic!

Qin Feng sighed and narrated the lesson into the microphone.

Mark was stunned on the other end of the phone.

The South Mercosur Cup was reorganized from the South American Super Cup in less than a month, and he only recently figured out what it was in Europe.

How did Qin Feng know such details in the distant Dragon Kingdom?

Mark couldn't help raising his opinion of Qin Feng again.

Thinking of all the magic of Qin Feng's previous predictions, he asked subconsciously.

"Qin, for this match, Brazil's Palmeiras team played against Argentina's San Lorenzo, do you have any news?"

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