Violators Club

Chapter 22 I have the final say on this street!

Chapter 22 I, Pineapple Boy, have the final say on this street!
"Ten thousand!"

"Five!"

"In red!"

"Shoot! Slap again! Slap again!"

"Three cakes."

"Two cakes, all in one color, nuns and nuns, plus one in front of the door."

"Get lost, do you think you're filming the King of Thousand Kings?"

"Grass, give money give money."

In the rich man's disco, the Pineapple Boy, who has already turned red, has a smug smile on his face at the moment.Although he had already lost 10,000+, he won more than 4 in this one. Pineapple boy, who felt that his luck had come, was excited.

But at this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang, which made him frown involuntarily, and his eyes were filled with evil spirit.

Without thinking too much, the pineapple boy who pressed the answer button directly clamped the phone with his head, and his tone was a bit aggressive:

"Sister, I'm playing cards, so hurry up and say something."

However, it was not his elder sister's voice that came from the other end of the phone, but a slightly anxious old man's voice: "Azhe, I am your mother, did Xiao Acheng go to your place? Come back, maybe something happened?"

After all, it was Grandmother and not Elder Sister. Pineapple Boy's tone softened a lot. He rolled his eyes while shuffling the cards:

"Little Acheng is sixteen, what can happen?"

The old lady is not happy anymore, but the child has grown up, and now the wings are hard and disobedient, the old lady can only use a discussing tone: "Anyway, Xiao Acheng is your nephew, why don't you go find it?"

"Got it, I'll look for it, I'll hang up if there's nothing else to do."

With a perfunctory answer, Pineapple threw the phone on the sofa next to him.

Brother Shan, who was sitting opposite Pineapple Boy, couldn't help but frown. The business under Gandhi's hands is mainly washing powder, which is divided into two parts, one is delivery and purchase, and the other is sales.

Brother Shan is in charge of shipping and purchasing, and Pineapple Boy is selling these goods by using the special location where the disco is full of dragons and snakes.

Maybe it's because I've seen him a lot over the years, Brother Shan values ​​his family more.

After thinking for a moment, Brother Shan couldn't help but persuade him:
"If you don't forget it, you've been playing for almost a day, and you also go to clear your mind?"

Pineapple Boy curled his lips disapprovingly, and shouted in his tone: "Are you kidding me? My fortune has just arrived, how could it be possible to forget it now? Brother Shan is the one who wins the most, you are not allowed to run away!"

Good words are hard to persuade, damn it, seeing that Pineapple Boy doesn't care, his Brother Shan naturally doesn't care.

Taking out a cigarette from the cigarette case, Brother Shan waved his hand:
"Okay, go on, let's see if I win you into a pauper today!"

The other two people at the table naturally understood what Brother Shan said before, but Pineapple Boy had already said so, and they were unwilling to participate in these crap things.

In this way, mahjong was played from early morning to early morning, and from early morning to afternoon.

During this period, Pineapple Boy's mother called several times. At first, Pineapple Boy was more or less perfunctory, but when he became angry, he immediately started cursing.

Not to mention Brother Shan, even the other two big boys couldn't help frowning.

But Pineapple Boy didn't take it seriously, and instead muttered in disgust:

"I'm an old broom star, if I didn't call, my luck would not be so bad. Call, call, God of Wealth is disturbed by you. Why don't you call Hades?"

"Bah! Bad luck, broom star!"

To be honest, Pineapple Boy's words are a bit too much. Xiao Acheng is also Pineapple Boy's nephew. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, his nephew disappeared. He should look for him as an uncle, let alone call him It's not his sister, but Pineapple Boy's old mother.

In their eyes, the older generation may not be loyal, but they must be filial. After all, that is the mother who gave birth to you and raised you.

What's more, Pineapple boy committed a taboo back then, if his mother hadn't knelt on the ground and broke her head, she begged others to let his son go.

Where is the current pineapple boy?
He had been chopped into pieces long ago to make pork buns made of human flesh.

So in the next game of cards, under the intentional or unintentional targeting of the three people, Pineapple Boy's cards became worse and worse. He lost less than 10 yuan at the beginning, but he lost more and more later. Lost at least 25.

In Xiangjiang in 80, the salary of a lawyer was only [-] to [-] yuan a month, and Chen Changqing could hire a young lady with a college degree to be the front desk of the game city for [-] yuan a day.

The wages in the motherland are even lower. Anyone with a daily salary of more than [-] is considered a high salary. You can buy a courtyard house in the capital, and you can buy half a house even if the location is good.

Pineapple Boy earns a lot, but he is used to being extravagant on weekdays.

He lost half a house in one day, not to mention him, his boss Gandhi couldn't stand it, and the heartbroken Pineapple Boy felt that the whole person was out of place, and the most important thing was that he couldn't renege on his debts.

After all, the few present here are all big boys who follow Gandhi, and Brother Shan is Gandhi's extremely trusted subordinate.

Just like that, when the evening was approaching, Pineapple Boy came out of the big rich man's disco with a sullen face.

The first rent he got from Chen Changqing was thrown in, and he himself lost 10,000+. He was not in the mood to go home, so he squatted at the door and smoked.

Coincidentally, at this time, Xiao Acheng walked out of the game city.

The excitement after clearing the game was still on his face, and the moment he saw Pineapple Boy, he couldn't help shouting: "Uncle, why are you here?"

With a gloomy face and a cigarette in his hand, Pineapple Boy stared at Xiao Acheng fiercely:
"Why don't you go home?"

Although Xiao Acheng didn't know what happened, he could understand Pineapple Boy's gloomy expression, which made him hesitate:
"Uh, I..."

He was already in a bad mood after losing money, and the happy smile on Xiao Acheng's face before was even more glaring in Pineapple Boy's eyes. He was inexplicably annoyed, and he raised his hand and slapped him:

"Snapped!"

"I asked why you didn't go home!"

The other three people on the mahjong table can't be provoked by themselves, but Xiao Acheng is nothing.

Half of Xiao Acheng's face was swollen instantly after being slapped, and he could only lower his head with fear in his eyes:
"Uncle, I was wrong."

Although the anger in his heart did not dissipate, Xiao Acheng admitted that he was wrong, and Pineapple Boy couldn't continue to do it, so he could only sullenly:
"Just know it's wrong, and come home with me."

Seeing the gloomy back of Pineapple boy walking forward without turning his head, Xiao Acheng quickly chased after him.

There was nothing to say all the way, Pineapple Boy had a gloomy face, and Xiao Acheng didn't dare to ask. When he was almost halfway through the journey, Pineapple Boy suddenly asked:

"By the way, are there many people playing games inside?"

"what?"

Xiao Acheng was taken aback, thinking that Pineapple boy was going to beat him again, but he looked at his uncle's questioning eyes.

Xiao Acheng thought for a while, and said in an uncertain tone:

"It's okay. There aren't many people who opened the business. It's probably because everyone doesn't know about it. But the game is very fun. I think it will become popular in a while. Uncle, can you not tell Mom about this today?"

Pineapple Boy nodded, but he didn't answer, but just gave Little Ah Cheng a look:
"It depends on your mood then."

I lost more than 20 yuan a day, 12 of which was the rent for the first quarter given by Chen Changqing. It is very difficult to get a sum of money from Chen Changqing in a short time, so Pineapple Boy paid attention to the traffic in the game city .

The sales of the rich man can bring him millions of net profits a year.

The game city is different from the shoe store. The shoe store can’t sell goods, but the game city is fine. If I can let Chen Changqing help me sell the goods, the money I lost today will come back, and I can even open up a new way of making money .

As for whether Chen Changqing would agree?

Pineapple Boy doesn't care, because he has the final say on the Wutong Street under his feet, even if it is forced to buy and sell, he will let Chen Changqing eat the goods!
(End of this chapter)