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Chapter 72: Fake and Silly Handles

After successfully solving Wu Mei's trouble, Zhu Zhiyuan and his group of people were relieved of their heart problems. They always avoided Wu Mei a while ago, and they felt a little guilty.

Zhang Wen was even more proud. He defeated others without fighting. We did not spend money and successfully prompted the bosses here to donate generously. This is probably the legendary head who decides his pocket. So, he saved tens of thousands of dollars in his pocket.

"Boss, to celebrate the cohesion of our group and to show our stronger combat power, come to play mahjong!" Zhang Wen started the war very rarely, and even put on a terrifying look. He usually avoids it.

"Come on! Who is afraid of who?" Zhu Zhiyuan felt like he wanted to beat up this fake player, and he was not the only one who had this idea.

Therefore, people should not be too proud or too arrogant. If you want to pretend, you will be struck by lightning.

In a mahjong game, Zhang Wen stood attentively in just over two hours. The last time he took out his wallet, there were only four ten-yuan bills left. Zhu Zhiyuan reached out and waited: "Come on, there is still sixty left."

Zhang Wen trembled and put the forty yuan on his waiting palm.

"Swish! Is there twenty left? Oh! I'm at the bottom?" Zhu Zhiyuan packed up without saying a word. Before leaving, he patted Zhang Wen's shoulder: "There are twenty left, I'll send it to me if I have time!"

"This time, so many bricks were thrown out, why didn't a single piece of jade be drawn out? Haha..." Lao Yu also patted Zhang Wen.

"It's really good, but the fake moves can't beat us stupid moves, right? Haha!" Lao Tang's voice.

"Brother, please feel sorry for me, take care of yourself! I really don't want to do your business," Lao Gu said even more impairedly.

"Brother, you understand. One fake move can't beat six stupid moves! Hahahaha." The fat man couldn't hold it in and was happy.

Zhang Wen said anxiously: "Fatty, don't you send me back?"

"Today, the boss and I are all stupid. Anyway, there is a brick in your pocket... Haha!" The fat man jumped and jumped towards Zhu Zhiyuan and his group, and his hands kept waving: "go, go, let'sgohome..."

This pig is also popping out of English???

...

Looking at Zhang Wen's depressed look, Wu Mei couldn't help but smile.

"Why are you laughing at? Brother, I am injured. Do you still have sympathy?" Zhang Wen shouted with a pout.

"Who asked you to pick up mahjong? This time, I won't even make a buffet of more than 3,000 yuan. I'll get some for you if I have no money around me." Wu Mei pointed at Zhang Wen with pity.

"No, isn't there a brick in my pocket? I'm leaving, come, hug, and ask for comfort!" Zhang Wen stood up and prepared to leave.

"..." Wu Mei was stunned, wondering whether what he said was true or false.

Zhang Wen hugged Wu Mei very much, then let go of his hand: "It's so big!"

Wu Mei stepped on him angrily, and then saw Zhang Wen limping and running away with roars and screams...

Wu Mei laughed silently, and saw that everyone had been exposed, and a cloud broke out in her heart: There are still many things to come. Lao Bai’s affairs really disappointed her. If it weren’t for Lao Bai’s affairs, the days would have been as good as today. Alas! Such days may never be returned...

At the same time, in the Macau casino, Lao Bai also ended today's battle, made more than 30,000 yuan in profits, and was about to finish work. Lao Bai also knew the importance of the money in his hands. After going on, he played very safely. He ran away if he lost. If he lost, he immediately stopped working.

This kind of playing seems to be a bit useful, but the profit is too slow, so Lao Bai stayed in Macau for five days. On the last day, Lao Bai had more than 440,000 chips in his hand, and Lao Bai planned to win 450,000 and go home.

But the last ten thousand can't be won. Lao Bai changed more than a dozen tables, but it was still 5,000. Lao Bai was a little alert and decided to play the last one and bet 5,000. Lao Bai was careful and peeled off a card. Red Heart 10. He then bet on the second card, and there were four flowers on the side, either 9 or 10. Lao Bai kept yelling in his mouth: "Blow, blow..." but found that there was no responder next to him. He looked up and found that everyone else bet the dealer, and they were shouting for him: "Blow, beat. Blow..." Of course they hoped that the card was still 10.

Finally blown away, Spade 9. Old Bai vented his breath and watched the other party slowly make an 8 points. He couldn't help but be happy and shouted: "Eight and nine lose, there is one!" Regardless of the murderous gazes of the group of people around him, he took the money and left.

Lao Bai exchanged all the chips for cash, 450,000, which was a full four and a half stacks. Lao Bai was very happy and could go home in the afternoon. Now he was not worried about how to face Wu Mei. Winning money is the bottom line. Is it wrong to win money? I couldn't help but walk with my hands behind my back, and blurted out: "You must drink in life, and youth is your companion to return home! Mr. Bai is also going..."

When Lao Bai returned home, it was not as simple as he thought. The couple had a fierce quarrel. Wu Mei left Lao Bai with a last chance, asking Lao Bai to hand over his pass, hand over all the money, and tore off the pass on the spot. Lao Bai was holding the pass tightly as if he was protecting his baby.

"Are you wrong? I won the money, didn't reward me, and I had to make trouble!" Lao Bai shouted angrily.

"I can't live with someone who can bet on the bankruptcy at any time. You either tear off your pass in front of me or get divorced." Wu Mei said coldly.

"You are crazy, do you know how much I have won this time, 250,000 yuan. As long as you win three more times, you will not lose and you will be able to return to our previous life!" Lao Bai was excited, with blue veins exposed on his head, his eyes were red, and he was roaring with his head stretched out.

Wu Mei suddenly felt that the person in front of her was very strange, and she doubted whether this was Teacher Bai who had lived with her for twenty years. This was a vicious gambler.

"Look at what you look like now, it's a bit like a scholar. Lao Bai, this is the last chance I have given you. Wake up, see who makes money by gambling. No one like Zhu Zhiyuan is richer than you, and they are just making small fuss. Zhang Wen, such a smart person, dare not take ruthlessness, and he also learns the cost honestly and wants to have a skill. Are you smarter than them? Didn't you lose all 200,000 last time? Otherwise, your family wouldn't have borrowed such a large sum of money..."

"What do you know? Last time you know how much I won, 720,000. If I hadn't met that fat guy, I would have caught all the losses last time." Lao Bai couldn't help but get angry when he remembered what happened last time, and he was so crazy.

"Then you go, take your pass, I just want a peaceful and stable life, get a divorce..." Wu Mei said calmly.

...

Three days later, explosive news broke out in the town, and Lao Bai and Wu Mei divorced!

The division of property is very simple. Lao Bai asked for two houses, one of which they bought many years ago, and the other was a new house they just bought. Although they had a loan of 600,000 yuan, the house is now worth one million yuan. Wu Mei asked for a hotel. There was no place to live, so she could only live in the hotel. Of course, Lao Bai misapproved the 200,000 yuan to Wu Mei.

After hearing this news, the most depressed person was probably Zhang Wen. Zhu Zhiyuan and the others had returned the money they lent to Wu Mei. After working for a long time, Zhang Wen posted more than 3,000 yuan to play with these grandchildren all night.

Zhang Wen burst into tears and sighed to the sky: People’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations, it’s really unreasonable!!!
Chapter completed!
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