The lunchtime get-together was soon over.
During lunch, Wyatt went on and on about the game to the students at the reunion and fooled them into placing bets.
Most of them have put up their savings over the years, and even more, have asked their parents to borrow money and put their lives on the line.
Gamblers are crazy, and the world is still dominated by the working class.
They are not poor, nor are they rich, with heavy mortgages and car payments bending their backs.
They often wonder what it is that people live for and how nice it would be to become rich overnight.
Now that they have such an opportunity, they will naturally give it their all.
All the people involved in the reunion, all the money invested, amounted to over 30 million.
This is already an astronomical amount for the average person.
But to the capitalist, it is nothing more than the money for a deck of chess cards, which is simply too little.
Wyatt sighed, his face full of regret.
"Honey, what's wrong? Those fools are throwing so much money at once!"
Lara looked on from the sidelines at the transfer in her mobile phone and was so happy that her eyes blinked.
She had never seen so much money in her life.
Wyatt, however, looked at Lara like a turd: "What do you know, only such a small amount of money is not enough money for that Lydia to invest once, if we can pull Lydia down, the rest of our lives will be worry-free."
Lara thought about it, with the current scale of L Group, which time was the cooperation less than 30 million?
Anything less than 30 million is a small project is not in her eyes.
"Gotta find a way to pull her down ......"
Wyatt muttered.
Lara giggled, "It's simple, she's a businesswoman, as long as we let those old classmates of mine make money for the first time and their value doubles tenfold straight away, she'll definitely be unbalanced in her heart."
"She's worked hard for five or six years to get to this point in her business, we're just following along and putting in some money to catch up with her, who would do such a hard job?"
At that, Wyatt nodded, "That makes sense, and when she gets her heart set on it, all that money she's worked so hard to earn from her business will be in our pockets."
At that moment, Wyatt's phone rang, and it was actually his boss, the chairman of Ying Huang Betting, who was calling.
"Hey, Mr. Powell, what's up?"
Zain said, "The latest news, that biggest dark horse of the Northernland Assembly will face Luke next, but he is already planning to give in, so the champion will definitely come between Luke and Karl, tell all your people to bet on Luke."
"Really?"
At these words, Wyatt's face turned red with excitement.
This time, it's no longer a matter of probability, it's a matter of ten to one.
Lara was also excited, "How about I buy some too?"
"Okay, you buy some too, it's a sure thing."
After Wyatt learned that the 'Commander of Wyverns' would let give in, Lara followed suit and bought half a million.
It's not much, it's the money she's saved up over the years.
After placing her bets, Lara kept giggling, already imagining her flamboyant life when she became a celebrity.
Meanwhile, Leo took Lydia to find a dining area and sat down, ordering some dishes.
"Nathaniel of the Hopkins Martial Arts Association is dead, killed by the Commander of Wyverns."
While waiting for the dishes, Lydia suddenly spoke up and looked at Leo and said.
The eyes looked like they were suggesting something.
Leo sure knew that Nathaniel was dead?
It was he who killed Nathaniel!
But he couldn't show it, pretending that he had just learned about it and smiled, "Is that so? It seems that 'Commander of Wyverns', is quite strong."
Lydia's beautiful eyes stared straight at Leo: "He looks a lot like you."
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