"The key is that he didn't place a bet, and he didn't even dare to place a bet with Brother Jiu. The star of the Sangmen was afraid of cheating Brother Jiu." The fat man said proudly.

"You mean I'll bet with you?" Zhu Zhiyuan understood a little.

"Yes! You want him to ask Brother Jiu to do his job. In return, will he recommend the game he is not sure about? How much do you lose in Macau this time? 400,000. One game will be played back." The fat man said viciously.

"Well! The problem is that if you lose, it will be a big deal!" Zhu Zhiyuan was also moved, but he was very entangled.

"I can't say anything about this. There must be risks. You can do it." The fat man didn't dare to persist too much.

"I will discuss with Lao Gu and the others. I will call you later."

Zhu Zhiyuan hung up the phone hesitantly. Then he discussed with Lao Gu and others, but unexpectedly, the five of them had different opinions.

Lao Gu insisted on fighting, not to look at the good-looking old man who usually smiled, but he was very ruthless in his bones. This time he lost 90,000, so he insisted on fighting 150,000 and still win.

Lao Yu also resolutely wanted to beat 80,000, but he had no choice but to give up. This time Lao Yu lost nearly 70,000. When he came back from Macau, he was worried about how to explain to his mother Yacha at home. He was afraid when he thought about it. The mother Yacha started to kick and beat, scratch, and scolded him regardless of the occasion. What's even more ruthless is that he could scold him for several hours. So Lao Yu wanted to fight, win, clouds clear and mist dissipate, and lose? Then let the storm come more violently.

There are also two people, Lao Qiu and Lao Tang, who do not agree with the fight. They lost less, so they don’t want to make it bigger anymore.

Zhu Zhiyuan couldn't make up his mind either, so he called his brother-in-law Zhu Wenyu, but he didn't expect that Zhu Wenyu scolded him: "Brother-in-law, you are the boss after all. Even the cold storage brings me to you has an income of nearly one million yuan a year. I have to think about this matter. Why don't you fight? I'll help me with 50,000 yuan. I'm quite optimistic about that guy Zhang Wen. Don't worry, my deputy office will take over at the end of the year. I'll find some heavy projects for you next year..."

After Zhu Zhiyuan called, he felt proud and looked at the mountains: "But losing more than 100,000 is not a big deal. I decided to pay 300,000 yuan, Lao Gu 150,000 yuan, Lao Yu 80,000 yuan, since we are going to play together, Lao Qiu and Lao Tang will do some things."

Lao Qiu and Lao Tang reluctantly agreed to each person to follow 20,000 yuan.

"Fatty, we have agreed to help us get 570,000 yuan. Send you a text message later." Zhu Zhiyuan called Fatty. This is the rule, using SMS as the basis and voucher.

"How much? 570,000? Didn't you just lose less than 400,000?" The fat man felt that the bet was a bit big. Especially Zhu Zhiyuan, who bet 300,000 by himself.

"Grass, just fight back? Let's win a little! Otherwise, I'll be in vain." Zhu Zhiyuan said fiercely.

"Ha! Is it the boss? It's cruel enough!" The fat man still admired Zhu Zhiyuan very much.

"We are here at Lao Bai. You can come here later. I can't sleep tonight and watch the live broadcast. Alas! Alas! Remember, don't let him know!"

Zhu Zhiyuan was cruel, but still very nervous. He had never made such a big bet before. So he repeatedly reminded him.

"I understand, understand - quietly enter the village, don't shoot!" The fat man on the other end of the phone smiled fiercely and nodded repeatedly...
Chapter completed!