nostalgic era

Chapter 201 The Unlucky Dingcrab

Ding Xie had a haughty look when he went in.

However, within an hour, he walked out like a bereaved dog.

The dazed Ding Xie suspected that his experience in Chou Country was a fiction.

Otherwise, why did he lose all of his 50 knives in less than an hour?

Those onlookers who were terrified when he entered all turned into benign faces when he left.

After all, a money-giving boy like Ding Xie really couldn't find it with a lantern.

There is no need to spend a thousand dollars, as long as the operation is normal, Ding Xie will send his money over. For such a big fat sheep, let alone send them off with a smile, it is no problem for them to call him dad.

In the end, Ding Xie was sneaked back by the bodyguards sent by Jiang Deming.

Seeing Ding Xie's decadent appearance, Jiang Deming couldn't help laughing.

He just expected that when Ding Xie returned to Hong Kong Island, he would definitely run out to roam.

But as long as the Fang family is still there, Ding Xie will be fine.

Anyway, the 50 knives were picked up for nothing. If there were no Ding Crabs, they wouldn't be able to make that much money.

Jiang Deming just let him go around, and when he had had enough of the beatings from the society, he would naturally return to Jiang Deming's side.

After all, Ding Xie didn't know his situation yet, and with Jiang Deming around, he couldn't hurt Fang Jinxin. Under such circumstances, he would naturally think that only by staying with Jiang Deming would he not be unlucky.

After tasting the sweetness of making money, it is not so easy to return to the previous life.

For no other reason, even if you can't spend it, watching the deposit number go up slowly, it feels very refreshing.

Ding Xie had thought about using the money to buy a house for his mother, He Jian, and hire a servant to take care of her.

Now it's all in vain.

Ding Xie looked at Jiang Deming pitifully, and now he understood that only Jiang Deming could save him.

Jiang Deming patted Ding Xie on the shoulder and said, "Old Xie, now you should understand why I restricted your capital in the first place, right?"

Ding Xie lowered his head dejectedly, and said, "Understood."

"You see, the facts have proved that you are the one who will lose. The reason why you can win is because I borrowed luck from you. Once I leave me, you will return to your original shape again."

Ding Xie thought about it carefully after listening to it, and it seemed to be true.

Hong Kong people already believed in metaphysics and feng shui. Instead of Ding Xie thinking that Jiang Deming was lying to him, he felt that this was the truth.

He looked at Jiang Deming with even more reverence.

Jiang Deming was very satisfied with Ding Xie's expression. This time, he made so much money by relying on this guy's evil luck, so he should give him some sweetness.

"Old Crab, don't say that I don't take care of you. I will discuss with Xiaofang later, take your mother out of his house, buy her a house, and arrange a servant to take care of her. However, what is needed every month Money, you have to earn it yourself, understand?"

Ding Xie nodded vigorously, and said, "I understand, thank you, Mr. Jiang, for giving me a chance!"

"Well, go, go to Fang's house to see your mother, and I will notify you when I return to the mainland!"

Ding Xie really wanted to ask himself if he could not go back to the mainland, but when he thought of Jiang Deming's tricks, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Unless he is willing to flee to the end of the world, he will not escape Jiang Deming's palm.

If it was Ding Xie before going to Ugly Country, he would definitely choose the former without hesitation.

But now, he felt that if he had to rely on himself, he probably wouldn't be able to make that much money in his life.

Not to mention hiring a maid for the current house purchase.

And if you think about it carefully, apart from throwing him to the bitter kiln at the very beginning, Jiang Deming actually didn't do anything to him.

Between freedom and getting rich, Ding Xie hesitated for a while, but chose the latter.

Freedom without money is useless. Ugly country is always shouting for freedom and equality. Before I went there, Ding Xie was quite yearning.

After going there, I found out that freedom refers to the freedom of guns, the freedom of PD to shoot when arresting suspects, and the freedom of rich people.

The laws over there are exclusively for the rich.

If poor ghosts go there, it is not heaven, but hell.

After living in the Mainland for several months, Ding Xie felt that it was actually better than Hong Kong City.

The so-called lack of freedom only deprives the right to use violent weapons indiscriminately, and restricts the rich and powerful to do anything wrong.

When you think about it, it's no surprise that rich people are shouting about freedom all day long.

After all, they want to treat people like animals and want to have privileges for themselves.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm leaving first." Ding Xie said to Jiang Deming.

Jiang Deming nodded and said, "Go."

Ding Xie walked away step by step and turned his head three times.

As soon as he left, Jiang Deming also suppressed the smile on his face, and asked the bodyguard who had accompanied Ding Xie to the underground casino, "Tell me about the underground casino."

"Yes!"

Although Jiang Deming was smiling in front of Ding Xie, he never believed in his heart that a small casino could win Ding Xie's $50 in such a short period of time.

You must know that there are upper limits for betting in these places, and 50 knives is not a lot in Hong Kong dollars. Ding Xie wants to lose everything in such a short period of time, unless he has never won a bet from beginning to end.

Under normal gambling conditions, such a situation is unlikely to happen, and Ding Xie's luck has not yet reached this level.

And the casino is not stupid, it will let the guests win a little bit, otherwise, if they keep losing, who would dare to come.

After listening to the bodyguard's words, Jiang Deming called Chen Zhichao.

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Deming heard the noise from the opposite side.

Needless to say, Chen Zhichao must be playing in the ballroom again.

"Brother Chao, I'm Jiang Deming, I want to ask you something."

Probably because of hearing the name Jiang Deming, Chen Zhichao quickly quieted down.

"Mr. Jiang, just tell me if you have any orders."

"I want to ask, who is reading the cursive calligraphy here in Wanchai?"

"Wan Chai?" Chen Zhichao, as the current number one Chinese in the Hong Kong City police force, naturally knows the power of Hong Kong City very well.

"Mr. Jiang, Fat Zaichao is in charge over there. Behind him is Yan Tong, one of the four major detectives. Why, did he offend you?"

"It doesn't count, but today a friend of mine went to an underground casino in Wan Chai and lost 50 dollars in less than an hour."

Chen Zhichao was stunned after hearing this, 50 knives is not a small number, if converted into Hong Kong dollars, it would be more than 300 million.

At that time, the monthly salary of clerks in Hong Kong City ranged from [-] to [-] a month, and the monthly salary of private houses was only [-] to [-].

More than 300 million is enough to buy a building.

An underground casino has won more than 300 million people in such a short period of time, and this is not how fat sheep are slaughtered.

(End of this chapter)