Found 100 Million In My Rented Apartment

Chapter 943 Could it Be That He Has Fiery Golden Eyes?

Chapter 943 Could it Be That He Has Fiery Golden Eyes?

Lee Young-Ki's face was gloomy and he was silent for a long time before he spoke again.

"How about this? You two compete three more rounds. If you can win all three matches, Park Sangwoo will not only honor the bet, but we will also give you all the money we won this morning, including the Nine Dragon Cup."

The moment he said this, everyone present was shocked. Wasn't this bet too big?

In other words, as long as Ye Feng could win three rounds in a row, he would be able to win at least 300 million. This was a huge gamble.

But Ye Feng did not show any joy. He just looked at Lee Young-Ki quietly. "What else?"

Lee Young-Ki's lips slowly curled into a cold smile. "If you lose any of the matches, not only will Park Sangwoo's previous punishment be exempted, but you will also have to carve the words 'I'm a stupid pig' on your face. How is it? Isn't that fair?"

Before Ye Feng could agree, the surrounding people had already stopped.

"You call this f*cking fair? Why does he have to win three matches in a row to get the reward and lose one match to be punished?"

"This Korean is really cunning. Little brother, don't fall for his tricks."

"Yeah, don't bet with him. Let's make them honor their previous bet."

"It's too difficult to win three rounds in a row. It's unfair."

"I'm not playing, I definitely won't play…"

Lee Young-Ki's words obviously angered the public. Everyone could hear that his bet was biased toward Park Sangwoo.

It was too difficult for Ye Feng to win three matches in a row. As long as he was careless, all his efforts would be wasted.

Only a fool would agree to such a harsh bet.

Cheng Fei'er hurriedly tugged at his sleeve. "Ye Feng, don't agree to him. He's digging a hole for you to jump into."

Ye Feng only smiled at her, then turned to look at Lee Young-Ki. "Alright, I agree."

This time, it was Lee Young-Ki's turn to be dumbfounded. He had thought that the other party would most likely refuse, and then he would have an excuse to exempt Park Sangwoo from punishment.

However, he had never expected that the other party would actually agree.

"Do you understand? What I said was that if you lose any match, you will be punished." He was afraid that the other party did not hear him clearly, so he repeated his words again.

"I understand. Let's begin," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

This time, everyone present was stunned.

"Is this guy crazy? How could he agree to such a harsh bet?"

"Yeah, isn't this too risky? If he loses one out of three matches, he will be punished."

"I really don't know what he's thinking. He already won, so why did he agree?"

"Ugh, young people are really too impulsive…"

Everyone could not understand Ye Feng's actions. They could not help but shake their heads and sigh.

Only Cheng Fei'er could roughly understand what he was thinking.

He wanted to completely trample on the dignity of these Koreans and let them know that the Chinese were not so easy to bully.

Park Sangwoo was overjoyed and hurriedly threw the golden hairpin down. "Alright, since you've agreed, you can't go back on your word."

Ye Feng slowly leaned back on the chair. "Tell me, what do you want to bet?"

Park Sangwoo looked around and suddenly saw a woman in the crowd with a bouquet of roses in her arms.

He immediately walked over and gave the woman a smile that he thought was very handsome. "Beautiful lady, can I borrow a flower from you?"

The woman was instantly mesmerized by him and quickly nodded. "Sure."

Park Sangwoo took out a rose from inside and turned around to walk back. "Let's guess the odd and even number of this petal in the first round."

Ye Feng pursed his lips. "Is this a gamble?"

Park Sangwoo nodded matter-of-factly. "You can bet on coins, but not on flower petals?"

Ye Feng did not say anything else. "Alright, let's start then, I'll bet on even numbers."

Park Sangwoo looked at him suspiciously. "I also wanted to bet on even numbers."

Ye Feng shrugged indifferently. "Then I'll bet on the odd number."

Everyone was a little speechless. Wasn't this guy too casual? Didn't he know that he would be punished if he lost?

Park Sangwoo immediately handed the rose to Cheng Fei'er. "Beauty, can you help us verify it?"

Cheng Fei'er hated this person to the core. However, after hesitating for a moment, she finally took the rose and slowly walked to the table. She began to pluck the petals one by one.

Park Sangwoo sat at the side and looked at her side profile obsessively. The more he looked at her, the more mesmerizing she felt.

Cheng Fei'er could sense his gaze and wished she could gouge his eyes out.

However, they were in a competition after all, so she could only suppress her anger for the time being.

Soon, half of the rose petals were plucked off.

"Twenty-six."

"Twenty-seven."

"Twenty-eight…"

The crowd started counting in a low voice, and their voices grew louder and louder.

Park Sangwoo no longer had any other thoughts. He started to stare at the petals, and the more he went, the more nervous he became.

Meanwhile, Lee Young-Ki was sizing up Ye Feng, but he found that his expression did not change at all. This made him suspicious.

Wasn't this guy's mentality too good? Where did he get such confidence from?

Cheating? What kind of joke was this?

These roses were randomly chosen and could only be based on luck. How could there be a chance to cheat?

He was puzzled and could only wait for the final result.

At this moment, only a few petals were left.

"Forty-three."

"Forty-four."

"Forty…Five."

When Cheng Fei'er plucked the last petal, she could not suppress the joy in her heart and immediately waved her small fist.

It was really an odd number. How did this guy guess it?

Park Sangwoo looked at the scattered petals on the table and then at the bare stem. He was dumbfounded.

How was this possible? This guy actually guessed correctly again? Could it be that he had the Fiery Golden Eyes?

Thinking of this conjecture, even he himself felt that it was laughable.

How could a person have the Fiery Golden Eyes? It could only be said that this guy's luck was really good.

The people who were watching the show also cheered.

"D*mn, I actually guessed correctly? This little brother's luck was really good."

"With this luck, you can buy the lottery, right?"

"How many cents can you win from the lottery? If he wins two more rounds, he can earn 300 million yuan."

"I'm convinced. I'm really convinced…"

The scene was filled with joy because of Ye Feng's victory. It was like the New Year.

Lee Young-Ki could not help but look at Ye Feng a few more times. He could not see through this young man. How did he guess correctly? Could it be that there was some sort of technique?

There was no chance of cheating in this kind of petal-guessing competition.

However, he felt that something was wrong.

Ye Feng noticed his gaze. He could not help but laugh in his heart. If his deep scanning ability could be seen through by him, then what was the point of him staying here?

He could even guess if it was a bouquet of roses, let alone a single rose.

Park Sangwoo glared at him fiercely. "Don't be too proud. You only won one round. According to the agreement, you have to win all three rounds to get the reward."

Ye Feng shrugged nonchalantly. "You decide what to bet for the second round."