In a townhouse community in Nanquan City, the big red Cadillac just stopped in front of the three-story villa, and jumped out of the car and rushed into the villa, "Grandpa, grandpa!"
” Zhao Junxing's grandfather Zhao Weisheng, who is also the founder of Dongsheng Express in Nanquan City, is currently the chairman of the board of directors The old man was quietly making tea in the living room, and when he glanced at his grandson who was still full of alcohol, he couldn't help frowning and said, "What does it look like." ” Zhao Junxing didn't even bother to use all kinds of well-behaved and coaxing methods, ran over and sat opposite the old man, grabbed a cup of kung fu tea and drank it violently, and when he grinned with hot teeth, he said to the old man, "Grandpa, come, rock-paper-scissors, this is the simplest." ” Zhao Weisheng looked confused, stared at this grandson strangely for a minute, and then said uncertainly, "Are you short of money to spend?"
” Zhao Junxing was stunned, and laughed after a second, "Yes, the money is a little tight, and your second son won't give it to me, so I want to find some flowers from you, so let's do it, ten yuan a handful, how about it?"
I'm going to win tens of thousands of pocket money from you with this. ” The old man's face turned green, "Go aside." ” Who is he Zhao Weisheng?
Dongsheng Logistics, which was created single-handedly in the development of the great era, is far inferior to those giants whose channels are spread all over the country, but it also has a certain influence in Dongyue Province, and its market value is tens of millions.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live in a townhouse by himself, and his three sons are each a double-storey duplex building, and these properties now add up to tens of millions of dollars, and then ......
Even if he has delegated power, he rarely cares about the trivial matters of the logistics company, and leaves them all to his sons and competing grandchildren to develop, even those nationally well-known groups want to annex Dongsheng, or suppress them, etc., he still does not come forward.
Zhao Weisheng, who is currently in his seventies, is really in the stage of recuperation, but even if there are not many things, this bastard boy is so anxious to come and play rock-paper-scissors with him in the middle of the night?
Is there such a pit grandson?
As for Zhao Junxing saying that he wanted to win tens of thousands of pocket money with a ten-piece of rock-paper-scissors, it was even more fantastical.
"Really, grandpa, come on, I'm sure I'll win your three views collapse, believe it or not, just a few handfuls.
If I can't, I'll give you a super unique gift that won't break my promise.
Zhao Junxing did not let go of this opportunity and instigated again.
Zhao Weisheng was happy, and his three views collapsed when he won?
If it weren't for the sweetness that this kid had been smearing with oil on his mouth in the past, coaxing him, an old man, to be happy all day long, would you believe that he could shave you with a big ear in his seventies?
But seeing Zhao Junxing stretching out his palm to come with him, the old man also stretched out his palm, "What kind of unique gift, can you really do it?"
” "Of course, I'm your own grandson."
Zhao Junxing nodded again and again.
Old man Zhao was silent, could it be, this kid got something good, and deliberately wanted to give it to him in this kind of funny way to make him happy.
Thinking of this, he was relieved, "Come, the first to take me out." ” Shake hands and punch out.
The first Zhao Weisheng stone, Zhao Junxing cloth.
"It's 10 yuan."
Zhao Junxing turned around and ran away excitedly, and when he came back again, he was already holding a neutral pen and a notepad, and he happily wrote a 1 on it.
This gesture made the old man angry and funny, but he didn't say anything and continued.
The second lost again, and the third ......
The posture changed from the initial casual play, gradually became serious, and then the punches became slower and slower, and even used verbal stimulation to play psychological warfare, but there were more than a hundred, and the recorded amount was thousands of yuan, and the old man kept losing.
"I ......
You tell me to take a break, this ......
This is not true. ” "Are you really my grandson?"
…… didn't continue, the old man leaned on the sofa sweating, and looked at Zhao Junxing with a frightened face, frightened.
A simple game like rock-paper-scissors, although it contains a certain psychological warfare factor, you just let the world's top psychological masters and whoever even play more than 100 games, it is impossible to win so badly, and you don't lose once.
"Haha, hahaha, really, all this is true, no wonder he didn't give it to me at the beginning, and finally reluctantly agreed or a charity gesture, this ......
These words are so amazing that they should only exist in legends. ” Zhao Junxing danced excitedly, and the old man who said something was stunned again.
The next moment, Zhao Junxing took out two pieces of paper from his suit pocket and put the paper on the table before continuing, but he lost three times with five random handfuls.
Stuff the paper back into your pocket again and win twenty in a row.
Zhao Weisheng was stunned, he took the paper from Zhao Junxing's hand without believing in evil, and when he wanted to unfold it, he was alarmed by a low shout, "Grandpa, don't look at it yet, you put it in your pocket and we'll play first."
I don't know if it's accurate, but it's actually an experiment. ” The old man was silent when he heard this, and after a minute, he forced himself to endure countless curiosities, and two folded pieces of paper were stuffed into his pocket.
Rock-paper-scissors start over, fifty in a row, no need to consider the slightest skill, no need to consider the other party's mentality, I just random things, but there is no suspense in the next victory.
When the sky was bright the next day, Zhao Weisheng, who hadn't slept all night, was excited, excited, and couldn't see the slightest tiredness.
Overnight, they figured out that whoever only needs to put two pieces of paper on their body will have incredible luck and is unscientific.
The old man walked around the villa with two pieces of paper in his pocket early in the morning, and Nima picked up three banknotes and four or five coins.
"What the hell is this?
This kind of thing can't exist......"
Until now, he resisted the impulse and didn't look at what the words were on the paper, Zhao Weisheng just grabbed his grandson's shoulder excitedly and roared after returning to the villa.
It was also at this time that Zhao Junxing slowly said everything in a hoarse voice, and his voice was already hoarse in the long-lasting cheering excitement.
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After listening to everything, Old Man Zhao still felt incredible and unacceptable, but the sleepless night brought by this magical paper was real.
I opened it and looked at it for a while, and the words written on the two sheets of paper on it were exactly the same, even the interval between the strokes, etc., and at first glance it looked like it was printed.
"Good words, good words, but ......"
The words are really good words, from a professional point of view, Zhao Weisheng can also find countless words in a short time, but he can't say it after opening his mouth, because he only uses ordinary calligraphy to describe these two words?
Isn't that a sacrifice of the basics?
In the morning, Zhao Weisheng called a few old friends and old buddies with great interest, about to play mahjong at home, and after winning tens of thousands of yuan, in the voice of a group of old people who cheated and when did you become a gambling god, he went upstairs with his hands behind his back.
As soon as he went upstairs, he grabbed Zhao Junxing's hand excitedly, "Quick, quick, I'll go to Minghui Fashion City in the afternoon, God, that Mr.
Tang is a god." ”