"Go."
Watching Ah Bin leave with a bow and scrape, Zhang Jianhao finally spoke up: "Brother, that kid's pretty clever."
"Those who make a living in this industry, how can they not be clever?"
Zhang Cheng walked to the window, looking at the bustling crowd below with a deep gaze.
"Wenzhou...is indeed much faster than Funing County."
Downstairs, as soon as Ah Bin stepped out the door, two young men grabbed him by the neck.
"Ah Bin, how is it? Is it a fat sheep?"
Ah Bin shook his head, somewhat disappointed: "They don't seem like people playing cards, more like they're here to discuss business. By the way, they're asking about Tianyuan Shoes, did you know about it?"
"Who knows about that stuff?" another young man urged impatiently. "The customers you've been picking up lately aren't any good; they're all poorer than the last."
"It's not like you can just find a fat sheep like that," Ah Bin shrugged. "You have to wait, you have to..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Zhang Cheng walk out of the apartment building alone, looking at them with a half-smile.
Zhang Cheng slowly stepped forward, took out his cigarettes, flicked his fingers, and sent two cigarettes flying precisely to the two young men.
"Hey bro, need a light?"
The two young men's eyes lit up instantly when they saw the bright red pack of cigarettes; it was a symbol of status.
"You're too kind, boss!" One of them quickly took out a match and lit it for Zhang Cheng.
"Boss, want to play a few rounds?" another person asked tentatively, his interest piqued again.
"OK."
Zhang Cheng exhaled a smoke ring and replied casually.
The two young men were stunned at first, then overjoyed!
It's like a pillow being delivered just when you're about to fall asleep!
"Boss! This way! Let me tell you, our place is the most trustworthy. No matter how much you win, we only take 10%!"
"Yes, yes! Last year, someone won 20,000 yuan here, and we even sent someone to escort him to his car!"
Zhang Cheng followed the two men with a smile and entered a smoky, chaotic shop.
The place was bustling with noise, everyone was playing mahjong.
"Boss, what are you playing?"
"All in."
"Alright! I'll set you up for a game right away!" A young man ran off excitedly. "Don't worry, everyone I find is honest and reliable, they won't cheat!"
Soon, Zhang Cheng was led into a small private room.
The smell of smoke was pungent.
Six men with distinct expressions filed in and surrounded him at the card table.
"Young boss, you're from out of town, right? You dare to play Texas Hold'em all by yourself, you've got guts." A bald man said with a forced smile, his words carrying a hidden meaning.
Zhang Cheng ignored him and looked at the young man dealing the cards, asking a question.
"How much is the base bet?"
"Boss, five yuan, how about it?"
"Can."
Zhang Cheng nodded, took out a thick wad of ten-yuan notes from his pocket, casually counted out five, and tossed them onto the table.
That wad of money must have been at least two or three thousand.
Instantly, everyone in the private room began to breathe heavily.
Their eyes were like those of a pack of hungry wolves who had spotted a lamb that had invaded their territory.
Her smile became even brighter.
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