Isn't this a perfect opportunity that's been delivered right to our doorstep?
So, of course, the nightclub manager wanted to facilitate this bet.
"If you can't come up with the money..."
"Then forget it, I won't gamble anymore."
At this moment, seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Lin Sen reached out and took the check placed on the betting table: "Although I'm not short of money, I won't gamble with someone who can't come up with the capital."
"That's pointless."
"Bang!"
But just as Lin Sen was about to pick up the check, Song Qiang, his eyes bloodshot, reached out and pressed Lin Sen's hand down heavily with a solemn expression.
He absolutely couldn't miss out on this ten thousand yuan that was offered to him.
After all, he couldn't believe that his father would beat him severely in front of all the textile factory workers tomorrow!
Because how could that be possible?
After all, although his father had hit him, it was when he was a child, and it was always at home.
Even when he did something wrong after he grew up, his father would at most scold him, but would never hit him.
So no matter what he thought, he felt that Lin Sen was 100% bound to lose.
There is absolutely no chance of winning!
What are you doing?
Seeing Song Qiang hurriedly grabbing his hand, Lin Sen smiled disdainfully and added fuel to the fire: "What, you can't afford to gamble, so you're just trying to rob me?!"
"How can you, the son of a factory director, be so unreasonable?"
"Is it really that awful and ridiculous?"
"They don't follow any of the rules of the underworld at all?!"
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