"Shopkeeper, come here" After Zhao Zhong walked out of the box, he called the old shopkeeper of the gambling shop over, told him his request, and quietly gave the old shopkeeper a small-denomination mysterious ticket.
The old shopkeeper seemed to know Zhao Zhong's background and did not dare to accept the mysterious ticket, but immediately went to find someone.
"The fat sheep are not ready yet."
The old shopkeeper walked straight to the box where Meng Fan was sitting, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart.
Meng Fan had already lost a lot, and he clearly didn't want to gamble.
He didn't know if he could persuade him.
I don't even know if Meng Fan still has a lot of mysterious tickets.
"Ten thousand, fifteen thousand, twenty thousand" As a result, the old shopkeeper arrived at Meng Fan's box and was dumbfounded.
Meng Fan lay on the soft couch, enjoying himself as the girls held his waist and legs.
He actually held a handful of large-denomination black coins in his hand, and he couldn't count how many there were at the moment.
"Take it, hold it, thank you for your hard work."
Seeing the old shopkeeper come in, Meng Fan casually gave each of the girls a few mysterious tickets, which was a generous gesture.
The girls laughed so hard that they hurriedly thanked Meng Fan.
"Brother," the old shopkeeper waved his hand, drove the girl who got a fortune out, and said to Meng Fan, who was dressed as a rich man, "I'm satisfied with my rest."
"Not bad, not bad."
Meng Fan stretched his body comfortably.
"There is something like this."
The old shopkeeper embellished Zhao Zhong's request and said it, "The other party is not only a wealthy businessman, but also a very poor gambler.
I left it to you specially.
You have been transferred now.
Come on, why don’t you go there and make a fortune?”
Without waiting for Meng Fan to respond, the old shopkeeper said meaningfully: "This opportunity is hard to find.
If you haven't had a good rest, I will have to give this opportunity to others."
"Let's walk."
Meng Fan nodded cheerfully, got up from the soft couch, and whispered to the old shopkeeper, "Brother, let's make an agreement first.
No matter whether you win or lose later, you have to go again."
Let those two little girls touch me.
Those little hands, hehe, are even more skillful than the hands of my brother and his little wife."
"No problem, no problem."
Seeing Meng Fan's unfinished expression, the old shopkeeper readily agreed and whispered, "If I come here often, those two girls can stay with you specially."
"Come often, come always."
Meng Fan waved a bunch of mysterious tickets in his hand.
I wonder what the old shopkeeper would think if he knew that the rich man was the deputy palace master who was famous all over Qingqiu.
Immediately, the old shopkeeper took Meng Fan into Zhao Zhong's box.
"Sit and sit" As soon as he saw Meng Fan, Zhao Zhong gave up his seat with a smile on his face.
He was extremely satisfied with the rich man Meng Fan dressed up as.
That outfit was worth at least several thousand Yuanxuan stones, which was extraordinary.
People can afford to wear it, especially the few jade ornaments hanging around the waist.
Even in the private room where the lights are not bright, they are shining and eye-catching.
In comparison, the fat young master Fu Ji actually pales in comparison.
The eldest son Fu Ji was also very satisfied with this rich man.
Judging from his appearance and appearance, it was not something that a small family could come up with.
He was no worse than those wealthy businessmen who negotiated big business with his family.
"Fat boy, how many mysterious tickets did you bring?"
The rich man sat down carelessly, placed a stack of large-denomination mysterious bills in his hand on the table, and spoke to the plump eldest son Fu Ji.
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"Ha" Fu Ji's eldest son Fu Lu'er was obviously exposed in his shortcomings, but he was not very angry.
It was not like what Zhao Zhong once reported to Qian Deng.
The rich man noticed it and said calmly, "More than you."
Seeing Fu Luer's performance, Zhao Zhong looked surprised.
I also realized that my previous view of Fu Luer was a bit biased.
He was probably like that damn little deputy palace master.
He seemed to be a playboy, but in fact he was very scheming.
Playfulness was just a disguise for them.
But even if you have a plan, what can you do?
It's not like he was playing with her.
After Fu Luer finished speaking, he took out a bunch of mysterious tickets from his body with his chubby hands, and placed them on the table.
He said nothing, just looked at Meng Fan with a mocking look, and competed with him.
Financial resources are nothing but self-disgrace.
The old shopkeeper hadn't left yet.
Even he, who had seen countless gambling games, took a sharp breath when he saw the pile of mysterious tickets on the table.
The two of them estimated that the total amount was more than 100,000.
It was definitely a game.
A big gamble If the poor people living in the shanty towns saw this scene, they would definitely complain that God was unfair and have evil intentions.
“Not much” Meng Fan's expression was even more indifferent than Fu Luer's, and he took out another stack of mysterious tickets and placed them on the table.
Fu Lu'er sneered, with an interesting look in his eyes, and then took out a stack of mysterious tickets, then leaned on the back of the chair with his fat back and looked at Meng Fan confidently.
However, the next second his eyelids trembled The rich man in luxurious clothes actually took out more mysterious tickets, and he also took out a jade pipe with great satisfaction.
After lighting it, he started smoking happily.
The look in his eyes was like watching a toy.
Like a muddy child.
Dignity, Fuluer suddenly felt that his dignity was threatened.
Bang Fu Luer took out a large stack of mysterious tickets and smashed them on the table with his fist.
Then he firmly supported the table with both hands, supported his fat body and stood up, looking down at Meng Fan as if to demonstrate.
Meng Fan definitely looked like he had seen the world before, and was unmoved.
He calmly took out more mysterious tickets.
It's not that he always keeps so many Mysterious Tickets on his body, what he likes is the finished Yuexuan Stone, but after Fenxiang gave Yuxian Sect two million Mysterious Tickets, he used the nearly 300 Mysterious Tickets left in his account.
Wanxuanbao was given to him.
Not only that, but also raised several million from Ziyang Xiaogong's accounts, giving him full authority to manage it.
The euphemistic name was to ask him to pay more attention to the development of Ziyang Xiaogong.
If not, it would be enough. .
In fact, this was also King Fan Laodan's idea.
He wanted to put a little more care into Meng Fan's heart, lest he suddenly leave Ziyang Palace one day.
Meng Fan currently took out hundreds of thousands more mysterious tickets than Fu Luer.
Fu Luer's fat face became hot, and he immediately touched the mysterious ticket from his body repeatedly.
After a while, his fat body actually lost a lot of weight, and his breathing became faster.
Zhao Zhong was secretly shocked when he saw that the eldest son Fu Ji was actually raped by an old man.
Forced to this point Meng Fan was puffing on his pipe, with green smoke lingering in the air.
He was about to take another mysterious ticket, but Zhao Zhong hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"Okay, okay."
Zhao Zhong said with a smile on his face, "We know that brother, you have strong financial resources.
Play slowly and take it slowly.
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The one who wins in the end is your fault."
Meng Fan looked at Fu Luer's small mountain of large-denomination mysterious tickets and nodded in agreement.
The old shopkeeper of the gambling house was secretly surprised and said: "Where on earth did this rich old man come from?"
s: Here comes the third update.
I wish you all a happy reading and go to bed early.
I finally stopped staying up late to update whether Qingchen’s performance has been good these two days
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