Suddenly, Fatty sent a message on QQ: "Come out for drinks, Sister Lan's food stall is waiting for you."
He immediately replied that he would be there in ten minutes.
I jumped out of bed, put on my flip-flops, and went downstairs. From Grandma's room came the classic Cantonese opera: "Falling flowers fill the sky, obscuring the moonlight, let's borrow a cup to keep on the wind..." "The Princess Changping" is the favorite of every Cantonese person.
Chen Ze arrived at his grandmother's door and shouted, "Grandma, I'm going out to play. I might be back a little late. Please remember to leave the door open for me."
Grandma is 75 years old this year and a little hard of hearing. If you don't speak loudly to her, she can't hear you at all, so she has to play music very loudly every time she listens to music.
"Come back soon," Grandma said with concern.
Chen Ze smiled slightly, "I'll try my best."
Ten minutes later, he arrived at Sister Lan's food stall. Since it was only a little past nine o'clock, there weren't many customers yet, and only one table of people were eating.
He strolled over and sat down opposite the fat man, teasingly asking, "Hey Fatty, did you strike it rich today? Got money to treat your brother to dinner?"
"Clockwork, I got a scolding from my dad because my college entrance exam results weren't good. I'm feeling irritable and want to drink. Why did you come alone? Why didn't you call Huang Xinyi to come with you? Didn't you say you were going to confess to her this morning? Didn't you succeed?"
Chen Ze grabbed a bottle of beer, opened it, poured it into two glasses, and sneered, "She rejected me. She said she didn't want to be in a relationship so early. After pursuing her for three years, this is the answer I get. Isn't that ridiculous?"
The two clinked glasses and drank them down in one gulp. The fat man said, "She just said she didn't want to be in a relationship so early, but she didn't say she didn't like you. Maybe you'll still have a chance in college."
"A woman's mouth is a deceitful devil, especially a beautiful woman who is very wicked. Never easily believe anything they say in the future, or it will ruin your life."
Chen Ze said coldly, his words revealing a loss of trust in love.
Falling in love dulled his mind and slowed down his earning speed. His past life as a simp left him penniless, and decades of experience as a simp taught him that women only slowed down his ability to draw his sword.
In his past life, he went on blind dates with several women, and the dowry of 380,000 yuan made him feel powerless, which made him realize the importance of making money even more.
"After pursuing her for three years, are you really willing to give up like this?"
He smiled slightly, "Fatty, you need to broaden your horizons. As a person with ideals, how can I give up the whole forest for a woman?"
The fat man looked at him with some surprise, picked up a pack of Furongwang cigarettes, took one out, and handed it to him, saying, "A word from you is worth more than ten years of hard study."
The two drank and chatted until 11:30 p.m., when the fat man's mother called to urge him to go home.
Chen Ze was left drinking alone. He downed the glass of wine in one gulp and suddenly realized that he was not drinking wine but loneliness. Other people's children have parents who care about them, but even if he died drunk on the street, no one would care.
He felt a little dizzy without realizing it, and he knew he couldn't drink anymore. If he did, he would really end up sleeping on the street. He called the proprietress over to settle the bill.
Then I hailed a taxi and went home.
Ten minutes later, the car arrived at Chen's house. After paying the fare, I immediately went inside and took a cold shower, which cleared my head a bit.
Just then, my phone rang. I took it out and saw it was Chen Qiang calling. I answered, "Qiangzi, what's up?"
"Brother Ze, the match has already started, aren't you going to come and take a look?"
"Coming right away."
I got up and went to the mirror to comb my hair, giving it a 3/7 split.
Looking at my young and delicate face in the mirror, I couldn't help but sigh: It's so good to be young.
"..."
The second-floor lobby was bustling with people; there were more than thirty people sitting there, but fortunately the space was spacious enough that it didn't feel too crowded.
Chen Zegang walked in.
Suddenly, many people stood up, clapped, and shouted, "Goal!"
The sudden sound startled him, and when he heard someone shout that the ball had gone in, he realized why the group was so happy.
Standing at the door with a cigarette dangling from his lips, he pressed his hands down and joked, "I didn't expect everyone to like me so much. I am deeply honored that you all stood up and applauded to welcome me as soon as I arrived."
Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, clearly indicating that many people had bet on Germany to win tonight, as the German team has consistently been very strong in the World Cup and is widely favored.
Second Uncle laughed and scolded, "You're really showing off, kid. Why are you only arriving now? The German team has already scored two goals."
"So fast? That means you're guaranteed to make a profit tonight, Second Uncle. Congratulations!"
Chen Ze flattered him relentlessly, but he seemed to enjoy it. His second uncle's face was full of smiles. He patted the stool next to him and said, "Ze-zai, come sit next to me."
He sat down next to his second uncle, offered him a cigarette, and asked, "You won this match, second uncle, will you bet on the next one?"
Second Uncle took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled a few smoke rings, and replied, "Definitely. I'm going to bet on Brazil. What do you think?"
"Brazil is indeed very strong, but the Netherlands is not weak either. I am more optimistic about the Netherlands."
In his previous life, Chen Ze loved watching the World Cup and watched almost every one. He concluded that the reason Brazil lost to the Netherlands in the 2010 South Africa World Cup was that the Brazilian coach had problems with player selection.
Ronaldinho is Brazil's top attacker. For some unknown reason, he was refused entry into the national team by the Brazilian coach when he was only in his twenties. It's obvious that there must be some behind-the-scenes manipulation involved.
When Chen Ze said he favored the Netherlands, his second uncle looked at him as if he were a fool, but he still tried his best to persuade him: "Zezi, the Brazilian team is the shining jewel of the World Cup. They have won the championship five times, while the Netherlands team has never won it. Betting on the Netherlands team is simply giving away money."
"What if it's an upset?" he tried to explain.
The two were talking in hushed tones, which went unnoticed by most people who were focused on the television screen.
"Yay! Germany has scored again!" Three middle-aged men jumped up excitedly, and my second uncle also clapped along.
However, many people started cursing and swearing, which shows that they should have bet on the score.
The score was already 3-0, and the cheers were noticeably less this time, because many people had bet on 2-0, a smaller number bet on 3-0, and even fewer bet on Germany to win.
Human nature is inherently greedy, and the reason why nine out of ten gamblers lose is because humans cannot control their desires. Even if they win this time, they will lose it all next time.
"Ze-zai, there are still three minutes left in the game. If you score another goal, you'll really hit the jackpot."
Chen Ze smiled slightly, "Second Uncle, you've definitely won. I'm going home to burn incense for my great-grandfather and ask him to bless me."
"Go quickly."
Guangdong Province is one of the most superstitious provinces in the country, and people worship their ancestors and grandmothers for even the smallest things.
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