At this moment, the face of Lao Zhang next to him was already a little ugly. How could he not see the little thoughts of Lao San?

However, when he saw that He Fan refused outright and Lao San did not continue to pursue him, he did not speak, otherwise he would have to talk to Lao San.

He, the father-in-law, didn't even speak. How could it be your outsiders' turn to worry about the shares of He Fan's company?

Then the atmosphere was not as harmonious as it was at the beginning.

Old Zhang had already somewhat ignored the third brother, Zhang Jiangong, and was minding his own meal without paying any attention to him.

Zhang Jiangong knew that he was in the wrong, so he just kept eating.

The second child also saw some tricks, so naturally he would not find anything to do.

Seeing that the elders were all concentrating on eating, He Fan naturally didn't take the initiative to speak. He just breathed a sigh of relief, and finally didn't have to get drunk by a few people.

There were only a few women chatting on the table, while a few men were silent and quite quiet.

After dinner, the third child, Zhang Jiangong, greeted everyone and left the Zhang family with his wife and daughter.

The second child, Zhang Jianye, did not leave. After all, he was not involved in this matter, and he had just lost more than five million. How could he be dismissed with just such a meal? He had to have more dinner, and then more.

It's worth having two glasses of wine.

What I drank at noon were Guojiao 1573 and Romanée-Conti that He Fan brought over.

He knows the value of these wines, and he would usually be reluctant to buy such good wines. Now that he has a good opportunity to drink for free, he will not let it go.

After the meal, everyone was sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting. Lao Zhang said to He Fan: "Xiao Fan, don't go back tonight, just stay here for one night."

"OK!"

He Fan agreed, since he had nothing to do today anyway.

"Second uncle, why don't we continue playing a few games of mahjong?" He Fan invited with a smile.

"It's hard to get a table together now, the third child has already gone back." Zhang Jianye said with a smile.

"It's okay, it's enough for my uncle to join in." He Fan asked Zhang Xiaofeng, "You should be able to play mahjong, right?"

"No problem!" Zhang Xiaofeng smiled and nodded.

"Well!"

Zhang Jianye's eyes twitched. Although his niece-in-law was a good person, he was a bit cruel. Even the old man's coffin was trying to beat him.

However, although he felt like crying but had no tears in his heart, Zhang Jianye still bit the bullet and agreed in order to maintain the face of his elders.

But Zhang Jianye is not too frustrated. After all, in mahjong, winning or losing depends not only on skill, but also on luck.

He felt that he wouldn't memorize it so much in the afternoon. He didn't say how much he would win, but at least he wouldn't lose as badly as he would in the morning.

After several people were ready, they immediately got on the table and started rubbing together.

Not to mention, Zhang Jiangong was really lucky in the afternoon. He got off to a good start and won a lot. He won more than one million in one go.

This made Zhang Jianye extremely happy.

But he is an elder after all, and he is not like a child, showing his inner emotions on his face.

He said to several people without changing his expression: "Looks like it's my turn to be transferred this afternoon."

He Fan and Zhang Xiaofeng both smiled and did not answer, but Lao Zhang joked: "People say that if you win at the beginning, you will lose at the end. I don't know how much you will lose later."

"Haha!" Zhang Jianye sneered a few times, thinking that it was impossible for him to lose.

Now he uses the more than one million he won as a gambling capital, and if he loses all, he will stop playing.

Then the poker game continued, but after several rounds, Zhang Jianye not only did not lose, but also won more than two million.

Including the more than one million at the beginning, there are now more than four million, and I have almost won back what I lost in the morning.

He Fan did not lose this time, and even won hundreds of thousands.

The losers were Lao Zhang and Zhang Xiaofeng and his son.

Lao Zhang was worse, losing nearly 4 million yuan, while Zhang Xiaofeng only lost more than 400,000 yuan.

This time it was the second uncle Zhang Jianye's turn to tease Lao Zhang.

Zhang Jianye shook his head and said: "They say you will lose to the end, but I don't know how much you will lose today."

Lao Zhang blew his beard and stared at Zhang Jianye. Unfortunately, his beard was not long enough and he couldn't blow it.

Throughout the afternoon, Lao Zhang and Zhang Jianye competed with each other, taunting each other overtly and covertly.

But in the end, Zhang Jianye was the better one, and Lao Zhang paid 6 million with a livid face.

Looking at the text message arriving on his mobile phone, Zhang Jianye smiled happily and said: "This year's start-up red envelope for employees has been received."
Chapter completed!