Can you be called a rich man if you don’t indulge yourself?

Chapter 82: Become the banker on the first day of the new year and kill everyone!

"Hengzi, you have to say it, a luxury car is a fucking luxury car, it's a pleasure to sit in it!"

Leaning on the passenger seat, enjoying the seat massage function, Li Feng squinted his eyes with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Listening to his words, Gu Heng had a faint smile on his face but did not respond.

"Ding dong."

Just as Li Feng was enjoying himself, the message alert sounded on his phone. He reluctantly opened his eyes and took out his phone.
After reading the message, Li Feng turned around and said to Gu Heng, "Don't go to Haibin's house. Go directly to the mahjong room over there. They are both over there."

"What are they doing there?"

Listening to Gu Heng's question, Li Feng glanced at him and said, "You haven't been back for a few years, have you forgotten the New Year activities in your hometown? They are playing poker over there."

After Li Feng said this, Gu Heng finally reacted.
The card table in the countryside is also a major feature
There is a saying: On the first day of the New Year, you sit in the market and dominate the world; on the second day, you leave your home early in the morning; on the third day, you drive piles at the construction site early in the morning
I worked hard to earn some money, but I didn't want to spend a penny. I gave it all to others at the poker table.
Gu Heng's family was not well off, and he was very restrained, and he almost never played at the table. After all, if others lost a few thousand dollars, they might just feel bad for a while, but if he lost a few thousand dollars, he would have a hard time.
But no matter what, living in this kind of environment and being influenced by it, Gu Heng was quite familiar with the card table culture. He nodded and drove directly to the mahjong room near Hai Bin's house in his memory.

A few minutes later, with Li Feng's words "This is it", Gu Heng parked the car directly outside a yard on the side of the road.

Unlike cities, where you might be given some lines or open-air parking lots for easy parking, parking in rural areas is chaotic and you can park anywhere. As long as you're not blocking someone's front door, generally no one will say anything.

As soon as the car stopped, it immediately attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding area.

Now is not the same as before. Rural people have a wider range of knowledge. Most people still recognize the Bentley logo. Even if a few do not recognize it, they can roughly guess that the car is worth a lot by looking at its appearance.
The two of them opened the car door and got out under the gaze of everyone.
Gu Heng was fine. His desire to show off had been satisfied, so he remained calm.
But the first thing Li Feng did after getting out of the car was to adjust his hair in front of the reflection of the car window, and then he walked towards the mahjong room with his head held high. People who didn't know would think that this Bentley was his and Gu Heng was just his driver.
The two walked into the mahjong room side by side. The secondhand smoke in the room made it look like a fucking paradise on earth.
However, the occasional curses directly pulled Gu Heng back to the mortal world.
“All the people who play poker are here.”

Li Feng pulled the arm and walked towards a table surrounded by people.

As soon as I got closer, I saw a table full of red and green bills scattered on the table like straw paper. A rough estimate showed that there were still two or three thousand yuan. A hand of poker that could throw two or three thousand yuan was not a small amount.
Under normal circumstances, with just one phone call, the uncle in the big hat would come to visit immediately.

But at this time of year, everyone will turn a blind eye and no one will take it too seriously. Maybe a big hat guy is also at a card table at this time.
"Keep stewing! I don't believe that we won't be able to come up with a card!"

Hearing this voice, Gu Heng and Li Feng looked at each other, and then cast their gazes at the same time.
They were very familiar with this rough voice, so Gu Heng didn't think much about it. He walked behind Haibin and patted his head.

Li Haibin impatiently swept Gu Heng's hand away without even turning his head, just like a gambler who was desperate to lose money, staring at the last two people left on the table.
Looking at Li Haibin's red neck, Gu Heng had roughly guessed the situation of the battle.
Obviously, Li Haibin must have lost, and it seems that he lost quite a lot, and he is almost losing his temper.
Facing Li Haibin's over-the-top play, the other two players who had already looked at the cards were not panicked at all. One of them even pretended to be kind and said, "Haibin, play some small cards. Don't get too excited. Look at the cards first and then continue playing."

"Don't bother me, I lost 6,000 yuan and only have 2,000 left.

I haven't played a card for more than ten times. I don't believe I won't play this time. It's time for me to play this time. If I'm really unlucky and don't play a big card, I'll lose all the two thousand dollars and leave."

As he spoke, he took out a hundred-yuan note from the remaining two thousand yuan in front of him and threw it directly into the center of the table: "I will continue to stew."

The two opposing teams saw that they probably had pretty big cards, so they weren't scared at all and quickly each threw in 200.

The rules of playing Poker are that you double your bet after seeing the cards.

Li Haibin was like a desperate gambler at this moment, taking out money and throwing it onto the table one by one.
After a while, there was more than 10,000 yuan in cash on the table.
The onlookers also began to discuss
"This is a big deal, probably tens of thousands of dollars, right?"

"More than that, it should be more than ten thousand."

"Fuck it, whoever wins this round will have a happy and prosperous New Year."

A plate of poker worth more than 10,000 yuan would not be good enough in Australia or a casino, after all, chips with a denomination of 100,000 or 1 million yuan are normal in such places. But in an ordinary rural area, it is already considered a very large plate.
Just when Li Haibin was about to continue betting, he found that the more than 2,000 yuan in front of him was gone. Seeing Li Haibin's embarrassment, the man who reminded him to look at the cards before laughed and said, "If the money is gone, look at the cards. If the cards are good, then bet again. If the cards are bad, just throw it away. You didn't look at the cards, so I couldn't compete with Lao Er. We both lost 6,000 or 7,000 yuan."

Hearing this, Li Haibin's face suddenly became a little ugly.
He has already invested nearly three thousand dollars, how could he be willing to just look at the cards now?

Just when he was about to borrow a few thousand dollars from the mahjong room owner, a red bill was thrown directly into the middle of the table.

"I'll help him place the bet, you guys continue."

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Haibin immediately looked back and met Gu Heng's gaze.

"Fuck Hengzi, you're back?"

"Just came back yesterday."

It was not a good time to reminisce about the past. Li Haibin just punched Gu Heng's chest and then focused his eyes on the stack of money in Gu Heng's hand.
After hesitating for a while, he said a little embarrassedly: "Hengzi, how much money do you have? How about lending it to me first? I will give it to you as soon as I get off the table."

Gu Heng did not agree to him, but just smiled and said: "You just shout from the side, I will bet for you, I will bet if you ask me to, and I will stop if you shout stop."

Seeing this, Li Haibin could only nod helplessly.

It’s not that Gu Heng was reluctant to lend him the money.

But as a close friend of more than ten years, he knew very well that Li Haibin had gone too far. Even if he was lent 100 million at this point, he would be able to put it all in.

Only if I place a bet for him and make him feel a little concerned, can he be a little more rational.

really
After Gu Heng lost seven or eight moves, Li Haibin began to hesitate.
If the person betting for him was Li Feng or Xiao Hua, he could be more bold and bet an extra 2,000 yuan.
But this is Gu Heng.

As far as he could remember, Gu Heng's family conditions had never been very good, and he had never played cards.

If he lost a few thousand dollars, he would at most be scolded when he got home, but if he dragged Gu Heng into it, he would have to slap himself hard even if he woke up in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, Li Haibin held down Gu Heng's betting hand and said, "That's it. There are 20,000 on the table. It's not worth it to bet any more. Let me see the cards first."

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands and carefully picked up the poker cards that had been placed on the table and had never been touched.
The shaking hands slowly shuffled the cards, and the heads of the people watching nearby all leaned over.
No one would rush him at this time. After all, in a game with more than 20,000 yuan, people would understand if he was slow in shuffling the cards. When all three cards were shuffled out, Li Haibin's originally red face turned pale.
Motley 236
It can be considered the smallest card in the game of Golden Flower.
Even if you catch a 235, it's better than a 236. After all, according to their rules, 235 can eat leopards.
Besides, the desktop is already worth more than 20,000 yuan, so there is no chance of stealing. As long as Li Haibin dares to follow, someone will dare to fire him.
You have invested thousands or even tens of thousands, and you still care about two hundred dollars for the opening card?

Li Haibin helplessly threw the cards in his hand onto the table and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, I don't want to play anymore. You can even get such a stupid card like 236. Your hand is no different from getting shit. If we continue playing, we will lose everything."

After saying that, he stood up and turned around to smile apologetically at Gu Heng: "Hengzi, I will transfer your one thousand yuan to you later!"

Gu Heng waved his hand, not dwelling on it, and asked, "You don't want to play anymore?"

"What the hell, including your 1000, I've already lost 7000.

I worked hard for a month to screw in the screws, but it was gone in just a few minutes. If my old man knew about this, he would probably hit me on the head with a carrying pole."

"Can I sit in your empty seat?"

Hearing this, Li Haibin was stunned.
"You want to play?"

He remembered very clearly that Gu Heng never touched this stuff, not even mahjong.

Gu Heng smiled casually, sat down in his seat and said calmly: "Let's have some fun during the New Year."

After saying that, he turned to the other five parties at the table and said, "It should be okay for me to take over Haibin's party, right?"

"What, what's the problem? We are all from our own neighborhood. Why should we be afraid of you playing any tricks?"

"But buddy, I see you only have a few thousand dollars left. We're playing with a 20-yuan base bet, a 100-yuan maximum for holding a hand, and a 200-yuan maximum for looking at a hand. Even if you get a good hand, this little money won't be enough for a full round of betting."

He said this not to look down on Gu Heng, but to remind Gu Heng that he didn't have enough money.
After all, they didn't know Gu Heng. If he lost and had no money to pay, where could they go to seek justice? Even if they called the police for this kind of money, they wouldn't respond.

There are still many such poker table deadbeats who want to get something for nothing in the countryside.

Upon hearing this, before Gu Heng could say anything, Li Haibin, who was standing next to him, became unhappy and pointed at the man's nose and said, "Fuck you, Li Xianzhi, will I cheat you? This thousand yuan is enough to kill you!

Besides, even if I really lose and have to borrow money on the table, I'm still here. He can run away, but can I?"

These words were obviously meant to guarantee Gu Heng. The young man named Li Xianzhi stopped talking after hearing this. Since Li Haibin had said that he would be the one to be contacted if he lost and had no money, he was no longer worried.

Gu Heng listened to their words and smiled, "I'm sorry, I've never played cards before and I don't know the rules. One thousand yuan is really not enough."

After saying this, Gu Heng shouted directly: "Boss!"

A middle-aged man walked out from the crowd and said with a smile, "Young man, do you want to exchange cash?"

For those who run a mahjong room, the most important thing is cash reserves, because no matter whether it is playing cards or mahjong, WeChat transfer is always lacking in feeling, and you still need the feeling of spending real money.

Gu Heng nodded: "Yes, change some cash."

"Okay, how much?"

Gu Heng pondered for a moment, then looked at the money of the other people on the table, estimating that it should be around 10 or , and then slowly said, "Let's change first, and change more later if it's not enough."

As soon as Gu Heng finished speaking, the originally noisy poker table suddenly became quiet.
Even the boss was confused and couldn't help but repeat it again: "Mr. Duo? 10?"

After hearing the number uttered by Gu Heng, Li Haibin quickly pulled Gu Heng's arm and said, "Are you fucking sick? Do you think this is Australia Island? You're still asking for 10!"

He originally wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Li Feng who was standing behind him. He shook his head at him and signaled him not to say any more.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, Li Haibin believed that Li Feng would definitely not harm Gu Heng, so he kept his mouth shut.

The boss also smiled bitterly at this time and said, "Young man, if you say that the cash of the people playing in my mahjong room is 10 in total, it is possible. If you want to change 10 at once, where can I get so much cash for you?"

Gu Heng thought about it and realized that this was the truth. After all, his vision was too big.
It was just a small mahjong room near my home. It was a bit outrageous to ask them to exchange 10 cash at one time. Then he smiled embarrassedly and said, "How much cash do you have, boss?"

After thinking for a while, the boss slowly said, "I definitely don't have 10, but I can take out 5. But let me make it clear first, I only do cash transfers and exchanges here, and I don't owe you money."

Gu Heng didn't say much and took out his cell phone.

"Give me the code."

Gu Heng's attitude made everyone know that he was a real rich man, not just pretending to be rich.
“5 yuan has been credited to my account via WeChat.”

As the boss's phone beeped, everyone, whether they were playing at the table or watching nearby, looked at Gu Heng with a different look.
No matter whether Gu Heng is just pretending to be rich or is really rich.

In their eyes, being able to exchange 5 cash directly at the poker table is awesome!
A few minutes later, the boss carefully placed five stacks of 100-yuan bills on Gu Heng's desk: "I withdrew this money from the bank yesterday. They are all new bills with consecutive numbers. Check for yourself to see if there are any problems."

However, Gu Heng just smiled kindly at the boss, then turned to the other five card players and continued to smile: "Now you shouldn't be afraid that I will lose and have no money to give, right?"

"Brilliant!"

"Young man, are you here to clean up the place today?"

Listening to the flattery, Gu Heng's expression remained calm, without much change.

It has to be in the countryside, 5 yuan can afford such a big one. If it were placed in a bar or nightclub in a big city, yuan would only make a small splash.
(End of this chapter)