"real?"
In an instant, Wu Baofa's breathing and speech became rapid.
“That’s true.”
Song Lu sighed, "A person's fate is determined by heaven. Some people are born with good fortunes, but you can't envy them."
"Mr. Song, how much money can I make in my lifetime?"
"No less than 500 million."
"real?"
Wu Baofa's questions sounded like screams.
“That’s true.”
"Haha, Lao Song, which country's currency are you talking about?" Yang Rong smiled disdainfully.
Song Lu held the duck head in his hand and ate it slowly: "The sea is immeasurable. Maybe I'm talking about US dollars."
“Oh my god…”
Yang Rong looked at Wu Baofa with horror and disbelief.
Wu Baofa couldn't utter a word, but his aura became even more arrogant.
He must have been thinking, if it were US dollars, 500 million would be equivalent to more than 3 billion...
Had a midnight snack.
We returned to the chess and card room.
Sitting down at the multifunctional card table, Hua Qiuxia said, "Rongrong, you and Dong Hang are winning, and the rest of us are losing. Should we play it a little smaller?"
Without waiting for Yang Rong to express her opinion, Wu Baofa said angrily, "What are you talking about, Sister Xia? Which eye of yours saw me lose?"
Hua Qiuxia snorted, "Did you win?"
Wu Baofa glanced at the Rolex on his wrist and said, reeking of alcohol, "It's not even three in the morning yet. Before six in the morning, the outcome is uncertain!"
"All right."
Hua Qiuxia tilted her head slightly, as if trying to hold back her laughter.
Yang Rong said, "We'll continue with 100 rounds, with a cap of 500 bets per bet. Anyone who thinks it's too high can leave. After I've had a few drinks, I like to play Golden Flower with all my might."
"Sister Rong, I'll support you with all my strength!" Wu Baofa shouted with his hands and feet dancing.
Looking at his exaggerated behavior, I thought to myself, you are not far from falling down.
Draw some more.
Lin Chan drew the 8 of Spades, the highest point.
While Lin Chan was shuffling the cards, I noticed the faces of more than ten cards.
After Lin Chan dealt the cards, I knew I had a pair of aces.
As for Yang Rong and Wu Baofa, they mostly play single cards.
During the midnight snack, Wu Baofa received so much encouragement that he immediately bet 200 yuan, saying, "If you want to talk, just bet 500!"
Hua Qiuxia flew away after looking at the cards, looking very confident: "Who are we? We really don't take money seriously."
Yang Rong then spent 200 yuan.
Then, she looked at me seductively and said, "If you don't do it for a while, you're a grandson!"
"Sister Rong, I'm giving you face. Who made me come to your house?"
"You ate my meat and drank my Feitian Moutai."
"Know."
I had to pay 200 yuan.
With this hand, I could have just collected the bottom tier, but Yang Rong forced me to win.
Lin Chan looked at the cards and flew away.
Wu Baofa and Yang Rong continued to be depressed.
Before Yang Rong could stop me, I quickly picked up the cards, took a look, and shouted, "I have a card!"
"What card?"
"Pair!"
"Haha... Dong Hang, I suspected that you really had a pair. I suddenly asked you and you accidentally revealed your cards." Yang Rong laughed angrily.
Wu Baofa probably also believed that I had a pair. He looked at the cards, put his fingers on his forehead and thought about it, then flew away.
Yang Rong took a look at the cards and said, "Open!"
"Yeah, A, what about you?"
"I have an A, you win."
Some people were silent, some were open, and with just a simple hand of cards, they won thousands of yuan.
I took the money and started shuffling the cards, thinking to myself, I might have accidentally won tens of thousands of yuan.
When I was about to deal the cards, someone walked in. It was Song Lu who was playing mahjong outside.
"Zha Jin Hua, count me in."
"Old Song, don't you dislike 炸金花 (Fried Golden Flower)? You just like mahjong and pai gow."
"When did I ever say I didn't like 炸金花 (Zha Jin Hua)? Let me tell you, I've been playing it since 1993, and I've been playing it for twenty years now."
"A veteran, do you have any skills?"
"Over the years, I've lost a total of three to four million playing Golden Flower. Do you think I have any skills?"
Song Lu's face was full of regret.
Lin Chan and Wu Baofa looked at him in surprise.
But I don’t believe a word Song Lu said.
This time, Wu Baofa got a big golden flower, but he didn't win much. He complained, "Damn it! I hit a big hand, but you didn't follow me or even open your cards."
Song Lu joined the game,
He sat down next to Hua Qiuxia, which was equivalent to Yang Rong's boss.
Wu Baofa was so excited when he was shuffling the cards that most of them flew out of his hand.
"Sorry, I'm shaking."
While Wu Baofa was collecting the cards, I memorized twenty or thirty cards.
Wu Baofa went to shuffle the cards again, and no matter how the order of the cards changed, I could see it all.
After learning the art of cheating, I discovered that my memory is extraordinary.
Of course, there is also the factor of hard memory training.
"Boss Song, you're on stage, I'm bored 200 yuan."
Hua Qiuxia gave him a charming look.
For Sister Xia, Song Lu’s ability in that area is not important, but the money in his pocket is very important.
"Hua Qiuxia, can I talk to you privately later?" Song Lu said as he put tobacco into his pipe.
"OK."
Hua Qiuxia looked like she really wanted to make some friends with Song Lu. "Do you have any glass-type imperial green bracelets in your shop?"
"Yes, but such high-end jadeite is usually not displayed in the store. It is kept in the safe at home and will only be taken out when someone really wants to buy it." Song Lu smiled.
"Send me one?"
"Are you a top star from mainland China or Hong Kong?"
"I……"
"You're just a bitch, and you want a glass-grown imperial green?"
"Song Lu, you're going too far. I'm Yang Rong's friend after all! Also, I've never been a bitch. I..."
Hua Qiuxia shouted with tears in her eyes, almost crying.
Yang Rong said angrily, "Old Song, you bastard, what are you saying about my sister? Be careful, someone might smash your shop up one day!"
"I was wrong. I just said it out loud."
Song Lu took out a thousand yuan and placed it on top of Hua Qiuxia's money. "It's just a small gift. Consider it my apology to Sister Xia."
"That's more like it."
At this moment, Hua Qiuxia probably didn't think about how much she lost. She just felt that someone suddenly gave her a thousand yuan and she made a profit!
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