Back to 1980: Please Love Me Again

Chapter 141 The real high-end bureau

Zhao Wenmu's home in Pingyang County.

Zhao Wenmu continued to talk.

He didn't expect that he had the talent for stand-up comedy, or that if he formed a group with Rong Xinyi, Guo Degang and Yu Qian would probably have nothing to do?

"The match between the young man and the middle-aged man was unexpected. Although the middle-aged man had the upper hand at first, the situation took a turn for the worse after a few steps. After a few rounds, he lost."

"The young man finally stood up now. He cursed a few words, and even accused Sang Huai and cursed those who supported the middle-aged man. Then he grabbed the money on the ground, turned around and wanted to leave."

"But now he really provoked public outrage. Everyone pulled his clothes and refused to let him go, saying that he said it himself, there is no reason to leave after winning the money, and let him play another game. The young people quit, so a few people just chatted there."

Having said that, Zhao Wenmu looked at the two beauties in front of him.

Both of them were frowning in thought.

It seems that there is something wrong with my previous judgment.

"And the middle-aged man couldn't believe this fact. He stared at the chessboard and frowned, thinking about where he went wrong. How could he lose when he was about to win? After reviewing the game for a while, he felt that he I figured it out, so I wanted to play again.”

"After all, 100 yuan is not a small amount for him."

"In the end the young man was forced to agree to another game, but this time he was bitten to death and still only bet 100 yuan."

Zhao Jing looked at it.

"The middle-aged man lost again!"

This girl is really not a good fan, and she directly gave spoilers.

"That's right, the middle-aged man lost again. The two played for a little longer this time, but the middle-aged man still failed and lost."

"What he didn't notice was that his mouth was dry and his heart was beating faster. And the few people who were standing behind him now surrounded him even more closely."

Zhao Wenmu continued to preach.

Here things are basically clear.

"This time, the young man earned another 100 yuan. Although he was still a little arrogant, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. 'I'm going to catch the train', he said, stood up and walked out."

"Among the people who have been helping the middle-aged man, two or three people ran out to stop him and not let him go. The dispute between the young people and them became more and more intense."

"At this moment, a middle-aged man with glasses and a gentle appearance behind the middle-aged man said to him: 'You shouldn't have taken the cannon just now, you should have walked the horse first in the last two steps, and then walked the cart like this, you Don’t you think you’ll win if you do this?’ As he said that, the man showed him a demonstration, and sure enough, he won in the end if he walked like this.”

"At this time, the young man was forcibly pulled back by those two or three people. He was already furious at the moment, 'Damn it, you gang up on me, a foreigner, and I will fight with you! I will come to the end with you If you don't let me go, I'll stab you to death!" The young man threw all the money, a total of 300 yuan, on the ground."

Zhao Jing's eyes widened all of a sudden.

"and also?"

She exclaimed.

"The middle-aged man is actually a little confused about the situation at this time, so he hesitated and didn't immediately agree to the bet."

"But the person who quietly gave him advice just now lowered his voice and told him, you will definitely beat him this time, this young man is fooled, and you will win back all the previous rounds in another round."

"The "good-hearted people" standing behind the middle-aged man also faintly pushed him to sit on the stool, and the middle-aged man himself was also hesitant."

Zhao Wenmu continued to tell.

The two little girls had already begun to sweat coldly on their foreheads.

"The young man felt a little regretful after throwing all the 300 yuan on the ground. He wanted to pick it up, but he was held down again, 'Why are you like this, haven't you already bet it? Why are you still denying it?' Everyone is making noise again."

"In the end, the young man failed to get the money back, and he asked the middle-aged man angrily whether he was still playing or not."

"The middle-aged man is still hesitating, and his only rationality tells him that he has already lost 200 yuan, and if he loses another 300 yuan, he will not be able to afford it."

Hearing this, the two little girls also breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe this game can end here.

"but!"

Zhao Wenmu suddenly raised his voice, startling both of them.

"The man who just taught the middle-aged man to play chess snapped a bid of 300 yuan. Then he said very boldly to the middle-aged man, "Go, play with him! If you win, just treat me to a meal of noodles!".

"The middle-aged man wanted to stand up and leave here several times, but the people standing behind him tightly surrounded him. I don't know whether it was intentional or not. In short, he was pressed on the stool by the crowd."

"Of course, the most important thing is that he himself is not reconciled, and desperately wants to win back his own money, so he played with young people again."

Hearing this, Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi looked at each other.

Each other saw the deep heart palpitations in each other's eyes.

"The middle-aged man thinks that with the guidance of others, he will definitely win this time."

"However, I didn't expect that the young man changed his tactics from the very beginning. He lost this time faster than the first game, and he was completely defeated within a few steps."

"The young man grabbed the 600 yuan on the ground, turned around and left."

"The few people who were holding him back and not letting him go disappeared soon."

Finally, the time has come to reveal all the mysteries.

Zhao Wenmu waited, waiting to see the stunned expressions of the two girls.

"The middle-aged man's face was pale, and he stood up and wanted to leave, but the person who pointed him held him back."

"Comrade, return the 300 yuan you lent me!"

"what?!"

Rong Xinyi, who hadn't been online for a long time, screamed out.

"The middle-aged man said in astonishment, I didn't lend you any money, you paid for it yourself."

"The man got angry immediately, and he said with a blushing face, you are too shameless, aren't you? If you win the money, will it be mine? I kindly lent you the money, so why don't you think about paying it back?"

"As soon as he finished speaking, all the people around the middle-aged man showed fierce faces, stared at the middle-aged man, and said some things that people should not do like this. The middle-aged man finally came to his senses at this time, He took out 300 yuan from the bag and handed it to the man, and these people finally left."

"call!"

Rong Xinyi let out a long breath.

"Is it finally over now?"

Even Zhao Jing was vaguely looking forward to it, and there should be no more follow-up.

"At this time, only my friend, the middle-aged man and the old man who set up the stall were left at the scene."

When Zhao Wenmu said this, he paused.

Zhao Jing stared at him blankly.

Suddenly, he slapped his forehead.

"The middle-aged man was about to leave, but the old man stopped him, hey, comrade, I haven't given me the money for the next two rounds yet!"

"The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, took out two yuan and gave it to him, then turned around and left."

"The old man also packed up his things, got up and left."

"My friend was the only one left at the scene."

Finally finished speaking, Zhao Wenmu spread his hands.

"Ah! Everyone is a liar!"

Rong Xinyi looked at Zhao Wenmu in disbelief.

"Yes, everyone is a liar! In less than an hour, the middle-aged man lost 492 yuan and 5 cents!"

Zhao Wenmu looked at them flatly.

"If it was you, once you got involved, would you be able to get out? Can you realize that this is a scam?"

Under Zhao Wenmu's scrutiny, both of them felt a little unconfident.

After thinking for a while, they all shook their heads.

If it was them, once they got involved, it would be worse than that middle-aged man.

"What inspiration do you get from this story?"

This is not a simple story, Zhao Wenmu's purpose is to let them gain something.

"Don't talk too much!"

Rong Xinyi said immediately.

Might find this answer too rude, and then add:
"Don't be arrogant!"

"Yes, the root cause of why middle-aged people are deceived is that he talks too much and thinks he is very powerful. The reason why my friend was not deceived is because he did not point out others."

Zhao Wenmu nodded in agreement.

"Don't be greedy, and don't let others influence your emotions and judgments."

Zhao Jing also frowned and added.

"That's right. In the final analysis, it's because the middle-aged man is greedy. If he doesn't want to take advantage, he won't be cheated."

"Ah Jing, what would you do if you were cheated out of hundreds of dollars?"

Zhao Wenmu asked while holding her hand.

Zhao Jing thought carefully for a while.

Try to bring yourself in.

"I don't know, maybe I couldn't think about it before."

she said softly.

A few hundred yuan is not a small amount.

It was because Zhao Wenmu took away the 6 yuan, which became the last straw that crushed her, and she almost jumped off the cliff with her little daughter on her back.

She thought Zhao Wenmu didn't know about these things.

After all, she had burned the letter at that time.

But how could Zhao Wenmu not know that it was a bloody scar from his previous life.

It was also the reason why he wanted to ask Zhao Jing this question today.

"Ah Jing, money is something outside of your body. If you are cheated of 5, 5, 5, even 50, or 500 million, don't ever think about it! With me, no matter what difficulties you have, come here as soon as possible. Find me, okay?"

"it is good!"

Zhao Jing's heart and eyes are all about him.

No matter what happens in this life, she will never leave Zhao Wenmu and her little girl behind.

"what!"

Rong Xinyi let out a strange cry.

Zhao Jing withdrew her star eyes.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Wenmu asked.

"I smell the sour smell of love."

"I can't take it anymore, let's go!"

The little girl waved her hand and skipped away.

(End of this chapter)