Once he arrived at the gambling den, he couldn't control himself and started placing bets.

I thought we would lose, but we actually won.

And they won more than ten times in a row.

We broke even this time.

"It's here! It's here!"

Wang Dongliang's eyes widened in disbelief.

This was the first time he had ever won so much money in a row.

I've only ever won once before, but this time I won by such a large margin.

The boss paid me very readily.

When the other gamblers saw that they were actually getting paid, they became even more enthusiastic and continued to place bets.

Wang Dongliang was so excited holding the money that he forgot it was meant to be distributed to the villagers.

The bodyguard reminded him again.

“This money is to be distributed to those villagers. You can take it and distribute it now.”

It's the middle of the night, and nobody will see the money being distributed at this time.

Moreover, it was won from a casino, and its source has nothing to do with the people above.

Wang Dongliang was very reluctant to part with it.

This is money he won.

He had never won so much money in his entire life.

Although it might have been manipulated by someone else behind the scenes, he placed the bet, and he felt that what he won was hers.

Therefore, Wang Dongliang is reluctant to give away the money now.

The bodyguard warned him, "Don't try anything funny, or the money that went into your pocket will come out the same way, and you can forget about having these hands."

Wang Dongliang was jolted awake by the warning.

I'm a little timid.

Fortunately, his two bodyguards did not enter the village with him.

It's not good to be seen by others.

With no one supervising him, Wang Dongliang's mind naturally became more active.

The bodyguard only said he would share the money with the villagers, but didn't say how much.

Then he can decide for himself.

There are a total of 200,000 here.

He took 150,000 yuan for himself and then distributed the rest to the villagers.

Anyway, they didn't know how much money they gave, so they just gave a token amount.

Anyway, if you win in the end, you'll get paid.

So he kept the 150,000 for himself, and reluctantly took the remaining 50,000.

"Then, let's divide the money I won among ourselves."

The villagers were initially suspicious when he called them there in the middle of the night, but they never expected that he would actually bring back money.

They even said he won money, but who would believe that?

An old woman laughed and said, "Give me the money, and you still say you won? You, Wang Dongliang, have never won any money in your life."

It must have been given to him by someone else.

Wang Dongliang was very unhappy when he was exposed.

"Why do you say I can't win money? This is how I won. If you don't believe me, go ask the gambling den!"

Seeing how seriously he was speaking, everyone almost believed him.

He Yushen said at the right moment, "If you really won, you wouldn't give it to us."

You know how stingy Wang Dongliang is.

Moreover, being a compulsive gambler, it's impossible for him to give the money he wins to the villagers.

There's only one possibility: someone else gave him money to share.

It's just an excuse to use winning money.

The villagers weren't stupid; they understood immediately.

"Yes, yes, you won, hurry up and hand it over."

With so many people, totaling 50,000 yuan, each person can only receive a few thousand yuan.

Everyone was initially quite happy to receive several thousand yuan.

Sheng Yueqing, however, provoked, "This is a bit little, isn't it? Twenty years ago, a few thousand yuan would have been a lot, but now a few thousand yuan can't buy a house or a car. You're not being greedy, are you?"

The villagers immediately looked at Wang Dongliang.

Wang Dongliang was both angry and guilty. "I didn't!"

"They said they'll give you the money after the court hearing, depending on your performance."

"If you perform well, you'll get tens of thousands of yuan; if you perform poorly, you won't get a single penny!"

The villagers had no doubts.

Only Sheng Yueqing said, "Words are no proof, how about we write it down?"

"Otherwise, if you win the case but don't pay us, wouldn't we be at a loss?"

Everyone thought it made a lot of sense and agreed.

"Yes, just write a written agreement and have them sign and put their fingerprints on it."

Write down everything you're going to do to help and the amount you've agreed to.

Wang Dongliang was not very happy.

After all, their superiors didn't agree to this approach.

But he disagrees now, and he's afraid the villagers will ask him about the money.

He was afraid that the 150,000 yuan would be exposed, so he simply made the decision on his own.

"Alright, I'll sign it."

"But let me make this clear beforehand: the people who promised to give you the money are from Kyoto, not me. I don't have any money to give you."

"When things are done, you can ask him for the money, but don't come to me."

Knowing he had no money, the villagers asked him, "Where in Kyoto are you from? Don't run away after you've succeeded."

Sheng Yueqing also wanted to know who in the capital was harming Sheng Jingheng.

Wang Dongliang couldn't explain it clearly.

“I don’t know who he is. He always talks to me over the phone.”

"And when we met, his face was covered, so I couldn't see his face at all."

He even suspected that the person behind it all wasn't the mastermind.

He might just be an assistant.

Sheng Yueqing also knew that it wouldn't be easy to catch the other party.

Then he patiently persuaded her, "Aren't there recording machines now? Record what the other party says when they agree, so they don't renege on their promise."

"After all, 800,000 is no small sum. What if they change their mind and go straight back to Kyoto? Where are we going to find them then?"

“But as long as we have his recordings, we can sue him directly, and he will have to pay us.”

Wang Dongliang and the villagers thought it made a lot of sense.

"But I don't have that thing either."

He Yushen took it out at the right moment, "I have one, I picked it up while collecting scraps, I'll teach you how to use it."

"Remember to give me tens of thousands of yuan more then."

Wang Dongliang glanced at He Yushen and felt that he looked familiar yet unfamiliar.

But judging from his appearance, he really looks like a country bumpkin, probably from the next village.

Mr. Sheng also said, "Let's write up the agreement first, and you can have the other party sign it to put our minds at ease."

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