My friends are gods

Chapter 6
"you!"

Li Hao clenched his hands tightly into fists. He wanted to humiliate Song Qiming, but he was humiliated. How could he live with his face!
"Smelly poor, you dare to talk to me like that, do you believe that I will beat you?"

When he came out this time, Li Hao brought some people with him, and he was full of confidence, unlike in school.

He rushed forward to make a move, but was stopped by a young man with yellow hair behind him.

"Brother Hao, this rich man belongs to Zhou Tianhua, if there is a disturbance, everyone will look bad." Huang Mao said in a low voice.

Li Hao took a light breath and gradually calmed down.

Although he took over the first floor of the rich man, he is very afraid of the boss behind the rich man.

You know, even if his father Li Fucheng came, he still had to be polite to Zhou Tianhua, let alone him as a son.

"Okay, just wait for me, we're not done with this today!"

Li Hao glared at Song Qiming, left those words behind, and turned to leave.

It's just that when chatting and drinking in his circle, he would look at Song Qiming from time to time, his eyes full of viciousness.

Li Hao's first dog-legged yellow hair, noticed all this and suggested: "Brother Hao, isn't it easy for you to deal with a stinky dick? Although it is not convenient for us to do it, we can set him up!"

"Oh? What do you mean by that? Tell me in detail."

Li Hao's eyes brightened slightly, and now Song Qiming has become a heart problem for him, if he cleans up, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.

Huang Mao smiled maliciously and said: "Brother Hao, there is a casino in this rich man, we just need to lure him there to play a few games, we are looking for someone to set up a game, and we are sure to make him lose without even his pants. Why don't you clean it up however you want?"

"Okay, let's do that then!"

Li Hao's eyes lit up, and he immediately made a decision.

……

Song Qiming sat alone in the corner, playing with the phone in his hand.

Anyway, he was not familiar with the people present, and Song Qiming was not interested in dealing with or building relationships with them.

With that time, it would be better to grab some red envelopes, maybe there will be some benefits on your own head, and dealing with gods, isn't it better than mortals?

The chat group was extremely lively at this time.

Monkey King: "Old man, my old grandson hasn't eaten the elixir you made for a long time, and I'm a bit greedy."

Taishang Laojun: "Spirit boy, quickly close the gate of Tushita Palace, arrange the formation I created, and go to travel around to meet old friends as a teacher..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the head of Taishang Laojun turned gray.

Monkey King: "...Stingy!"

Marshal Tianpeng: "Brother Monkey, it's not Laojun who is stingy, it's you who almost broke his Tushita Palace last time, can he not be afraid?"

Monkey Sun changed his name again.

Song Qiming was looking at the scrolling words on the phone, and thought to himself: "These gods really have nothing to do all day long, what's the point of bragging, and sending out red envelopes is the kingly way."

"Great Sage, Marshal, Laojun is gone, don't you still have us, I'll give you a red envelope right now."

Just when Song Qiming was slandering in his heart, another line of words appeared on the chat interface. When he took a closer look, it was sent by the God of Wealth. At that moment, Song Qiming's eyes lit up.

The God of Wealth, although not very powerful above, but in the mortal world, this is the god who receives the most incense.

Monkey King: "It turned out to be the God of Wealth. It's easy to talk about it. It's just that my grandson is not interested in money, so I won't participate in this red envelope grab."

Marshal Tianpeng: "Brother Monkey is not interested, but I am. The God of Wealth will give out red envelopes soon."

The other gods in the group also clamored for the God of Wealth to give out red envelopes.

For ordinary people, the fortune of the God of Wealth is equivalent to making money, but for the gods, it is not just a simple matter of making money, it involves a lot of natural resources and treasures, etc. The God of Wealth is a god who can eat anywhere.

Song Qiming's eyes became brighter, and he licked his lips. If he can grab the red envelope from the God of Wealth, it should have a certain impact on his fortune, right?
A red envelope suddenly appeared on the screen.

Song Qiming had quick eyesight and quick hands, fearing that he would miss it, he clicked on the red envelope hastily.

"Congratulations on grabbing the God of Wealth's red envelope: Wealth Charm, which has been stored in the storage space."

Perhaps it was because the God of Wealth's red envelopes were not spells or exercises, so not many gods were robbed. Song Qiming was lucky enough to snatch a fortune talisman.

"Fortune talisman: You can get the blessing of wealth within a day, as long as it is related to money, everything will go well."

The moment he got the fortune talisman, Song Qiming also instantly knew what the fortune talisman was for.

"One day..."

Song Qiming pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied.

One day is too short, even if it is a business, one day is not enough, and the foundation has not been laid, so what is the profit?
But now that you have this fortune talisman, you can't waste it in vain. You have to think about what has to do with money.

Just as Song Qiming was thinking, a slightly harsh voice came from one side.

"This poor guy is still playing with that broken phone. Just now he kept poking with his fingers, is he grabbing a red envelope?"

Wang Mengjiao took Li Hao's arm, twisted her waist, and said contemptuously: "Just a few money in the red envelope can make this poor man so caring. He deserves to be poor all his life."

"Hahaha... Anyway, this is also your ex-boyfriend. For your sake, I will give him a chance to make money."

Li Hao looked at Song Qiming, with a hint of alms, and said: "Song Qiming, there is a casino in the rich man, and it is easy to make money there. I can lend you some start-up capital to make money, and you will win when the time comes." After that, as long as you give me the principal, and don't want your profit, it can be regarded as a face for your delicate ex-boyfriend."

"Brother Hao is so powerful!"

At this time, Huang Mao praised it very timely, gave a thumbs up, and said: "Brother Hao, I have never seen anyone as generous as you. You lent me 50, and now it has become 10. Thank you so much, I will return the [-] yuan in full."

While talking, Huang Mao took out two boxes, both of which were full of money, he sent one of the boxes to Li Hao, and opened both boxes intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the money inside.

"Wow... a lot of money!"

"How much does it cost, can't it really be hundreds of thousands?"

"Win hundreds of thousands in such a short time?"

"What do you know, how many people who gamble in the casino are really short of money? They all spend money to buy this kind of excitement. In this way, it must be cheaper for us little people. The big people don't look down on this little money. "

The people around were shocked when they saw the money in the box, and whispered to each other.

However, this low-pitched discussion was just right, and Song Qiming could hear it clearly.

(End of this chapter)