I Don’t Want To Be A Young Master

Chen Hai's pupils dilated and his palms were full of sweat.

This is so exciting!

It was the first time he saw a win or loss of 18,000 yuan in his life. You know, his sister who supports her family by herself, the vice president of Bitian International Shopping Mall, has a basic salary of just over 20,000 yuan a month. With this card, she won almost a whole month's salary!

Could it be that I am going to kill the Quartet tonight?

With this kind of thought, Chen Hai quickly calmed his mind and told himself to be steady, to be steady, and not to be overwhelmed.

In the next few hands, his luck continued to be good. Except for the two small Pinghu, the rest were all bands, mixed with one color, and the least was double.

But even if it is Pinghu, one person is 500, and the three lose him 1,500. Soon, Chen Hai looked down at his drawer and smiled from ear to ear.

120,000

It’s just a while

He thought happily that he had fancyed a car a few days ago, Mazda Atez. Of course, it is not a good car, and the top model is only 230,000 or 40,000.

But a good car depends on a car. Having a car is not the same as without a car. With a car, Chen Hai feels that he will be the number one person in the future, and at least he will go out to play again.

In Tianhai City, there is an art college with many beautiful students. Chen Hai has long heard that when school is over at night, as long as you park your car at the school gate and put a bottle of drink on the roof, there will be beautiful women in the car and walk with you.

But the premise of all this is that you have to have a car, right?

Chen Hai's throat shuddered and swallowed, feeling that such a life was not far away from him.

Only a few cards away.

The old fritters on the mahjong table all have one characteristic. The first four laps are considered warm-ups, and the four to eight laps are the excitement stage. After the eighth laps, they gradually begin to get tired. After the 12th lap, they are a little out of state.

On the sixth lap, Chen Hai looked at the money in the drawer and found that there must be 170,000 yuan!

Oops i rub

Work hard, work hard!

The distance to the new car is 50,000 to 60,000!

At this time, luck was still down. His family won and the three lost.

At the end of this hand, it is still Chen Haihu, a Pinghu, and he has collected three people for a total of 1500. Suddenly, Wang Kai said: "Or just hit it here."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Wang Gang squeezed a question from his nose.

Wang Kai said: "Second Uncle, my friend is usually shy, and it is not easy to win some money. Let's just let it go. Besides, if you continue playing, he will win. Look at him, what is your luck? ?"

Wang Gang nodded, seemingly indifferent to winning or losing, then patted Chen Hai on the shoulder and smiled: "Young man, good luck and good card skills. Congratulations. There will be another game next time, and I will play with you."

Chen Hai suddenly panicked.

Don't say it!

Let me win a few more, and the money for the car will be alive. At this time, the game is over. Didn't you deliberately "squeak" me?

"Inner. Haha, Shao Wang, Second Uncle, this is all six laps, and it's not two laps too short. Let's go after eight laps.

Wang Kai and Wang Gang looked at each other and shrugged helplessly: "Okay, since you have won Comfortable, let you win more and finish eight laps."

"Good, good." Chen Hai was overjoyed and thanked the self-confessed brother-in-law from head to toe.

Mahjong continues.

This one, Chen Hai lost.

However, he didn't lose much. He didn't care when he was in his early 2000s. Playing cards, how can one win from start to finish without losing?

Just thinking about it, he lost again in the next hand.

This Wang Gang won, Chen Hai ordered the gun, thirteenth, 88th.

This time, he himself lost 44,000, and the other two lost their accounts.

When Chen Hai took out the money from the drawer, his arms were a little soft. He gritted his teeth and told himself that it was okay and he could win it back in a while.

Unfortunately, he failed to win it back.

Next, luck seemed to suddenly shift to Wang Gang's side. Previously, Chen Hai's cards were more prosperous, but now Wang Gang's cards are more prosperous. Qing Yaojiu, Big Sixi, Four Dark Carvings, Ise Sitong Shun 64, 88, and even Hu A 332-bit card blooms on the sea bottom bar.

Long ago, Chen Hai had lost all the money in his drawer, and his face had lost the color of pig liver.

But Wang Gang's words awakened his dream of "turning over". Wang Gang said, "I'm out of money? How about I lend you some? Just make an IOU. You don't have to rush to pay it back. It's your own person. You don't have to be serious."

Chen Haixin.

He not only believed Wang Gang's words, but also believed that he could make a comeback. Any gambler with such a self-confidence is hopeless.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, the morning light was faint.

Except for the sound of mahjong tiles, there is only the buzzing of the air conditioner. There are occasional early birds outside, calling, and then returning to silence.

With two thick dark circles under his eyes, Chen Hai felt like he had lost his soul.

When the mentality exploded, it made mistakes time and time again. Now it is not Wang Gang's family who won, but three of them won and Chen Hai's family lost.

"Heh—" Wang Gang yawned and pushed the cards. "If you don't play, you won't play anymore. Find a room to sleep."

Chen Hai looked dumbly at the drawer below. There was no money in it, not a penny in it. Instead, there were a lot of IOUs.

Chen Haimian took out these IOUs like death, and counted them one by one.

2.6 million owed.

"Xiao Zhang, go to the front desk and book two rooms. We will have one room for the two of us." Wang Gang said to Zhang He.

"Good Brother Wang."

Zhang He glanced at Chen Hai, smirking like looking at trash, and then went downstairs to book a room.

Chen Hai did not notice that he was staring at the pile of IOUs in a daze.

The room was booked. After Zhang He came back, he said to Wang Gang, "Brother Wang, we have spent the night, let’s go and rest."

"Okay." Wang Gang stood up, stretched his waist, turned his head to look at Chen Hai's despair, and suddenly smiled: "Young man, what's the matter? Is it pressure to pay back?"

"I'm here." Chen Hai looked up, his eyes out of focus.

Wang Gang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, since you are Wang Kai's friend, I can't force you to pay back the money without looking at the face of your nephew. Then, these IOUs, I will void you."

"Really?" Chen Hai seemed to come to life in an instant, his eyes regaining his expression.

"But." Wang Gang said, "I can't spend the night in vain. If you don't pay a penny, I won't work for nothing?"

After speaking, Wang Gang took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "This is an IOU of 100,000. You only need to sign this."

2.6 million changes to 100,000, Chen Hai can accept, must be able!

It's only 100,000. As long as I go back and pretend to be pitiful, crying, it's really impossible, kneeling and kowtow, the old lady will not sit back and watch.

100,000, Chen Hai believes, Chen Yurou can get it.

So, while yelling "Thank you second uncle, thank you very much", he couldn't wait to sign on the paper. As for the other content printed on it, he didn't bother to read it.

After signing, Wang Gang took the note back, folded it, put it in his pocket, and stretched his waist again.

"No way, go to sleep, oh Xiaokai, Xiao Zhang, let's go."