[Congratulations, Host, you have received £58.5 million. It has been transferred to your account. Please check it.] [Congratulations, Host, you have received £82.5 million... Please check it.] [Congratulations, Host, you have received £27.8 million... Please check it.]
[Current Points: 150.]
What was £58.5 million + £82.5 million + £27.8 million - £80 million...?
(*￣rǒ￣)
This question was a bit difficult. What were you big shots waiting for...?
Li Xian looked at the system messages, pulled out his phone, opened the calculator, and tapped away at the screen while calculating in his head. "A small profit of £88.8 million this round, plus the previous £47.5 million... I made £136.3 million today in total. Heh... not bad, not bad. Rounded up, that's two big targets.
If I could make one big target from every league match, then after one season, wouldn't I be able to buy another club about as good as Manchester United? Hehehe~~~ I'm a goddamn mathematical genius!"
System Daddy: →_→, Are you dreaming again?!
Li Xian: (ˉ▽￣~) Tch~~ Bragging isn't illegal!
System Daddy: ...
At the same time, a deposit notification arrived on his phone. He opened it for a glance and saw that his pound sterling balance had become £2.0613 billion.
Putting down his phone, Li Xian raised his beer and celebrated the victory with Wang Sipeng. The two chugged down a bottle with "glug glug glug glug~~," then, perhaps infected by the thousands of Red Devils, slung their arms around each other's shoulders and began humming Manchester United's classic anthem.
Glory belongs to Manchester United!
Glory belongs to Manchester United!
The Red Army marches bravely onward!
Just like those Busby Babes of old...
We'll make the Red Devils' flag fly high...
You will witness it, you will hear