nashuaworldcup Chapter 515 How can I be worthy of the boss?
Chapter 515 How can I be worthy of the boss?
"This...is this a casino?" Zhang Wei's hands, gripping the armrest, broke out in cold sweat, but his eyes were fixed on the Pai Gow gambling table not far away.
Old Zhou took out a cigarette, lit it, and blew smoke rings while laughing, "What are you standing there for? This is the most ostentatious place in our area. The owner is a well-known figure in the underworld. Even the police station turned a blind eye."
He put his arm around Zhang Wei's shoulders and led him inside. "Don't be so petty, want to play a couple of rounds? If you're lucky, one night's worth of your half-year salary will be enough."
My cousin had changed into a low-cut red dress at some point, and she was shaking a slender pipe between her fingertips. "Brother Zhang, if you're scared, I'll lend you some chips to boost your courage."
The people around him burst into laughter. Zhang Wei's ears burned as he said, "Who, who's scared? We're already here..."
The cousin sat down next to Zhang Wei, and the smell of her perfume went straight into his nose.
She tilted her head and asked, "Brother, do you like me?"
Zhang Wei stared at her collar, his Adam's apple moving up and down, and nodded hurriedly: "I like it! I like it very much!"
My cousin giggled. "That's good. We come here to have fun! Look how lively this place is. It's much more fun than home, right?"
Zhang Wei kept agreeing: "Yes! It's very interesting!"
After a few drinks, Zhang Wei got bolder. He gritted his teeth, took out 5000 yuan, exchanged it for chips, and sat down at the table to compare the size of the chips.
When the dice rolled, he actually won! He won several more rounds, and in the blink of an eye, 5000 yuan turned into 5 yuan.
Zhang Wei's hands were shaking as he clutched a handful of chips and yelled, "This is too easy to make money! I've never seen so much money in my life!"
My cousin came over, her eyes flickering, "Brother, you're so lucky, why don't you show some appreciation?"
Without saying a word, Zhang Wei took out 1000 yuan and stuffed it into her hand.
The cousin threw the money into her bag, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek: "Thank you, brother! You are awesome!"
Zhang Wei was kissed so hard that he felt dizzy and confused.
There are always wins and losses in gambling, and soon the chips in Zhang Wei's hand became fewer and fewer.
At the beginning, I could still win, lose and even tie, but in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of dollars were gone.
His hands were shaking as he held the last few chips. He watched helplessly as the dealer flipped the cards and took away the last bit of money.
"I told you not to be too greedy!" Old Zhou, cigarette in hand, proudly shook the money in his hand: "I withdrew after winning 4. How smart."
Another person nearby also said: "I stopped playing after winning 6. It will be bad if I continue playing."
My cousin counted the money slowly and said with a smile, "I only won 8000, but it's enough to buy a new dress."
Zhang Wei sat there in a daze, feeling both bitter and angry. Why did they all win while he lost everything?
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran to mortgage his own grocery store.
Old Zhou looked at his back, curled his lips, and whispered to his cousin: "This idiot really thinks we are good people, but he doesn't even know his own weight."
My cousin took out a cigarette from the exquisite cigarette case and lit it with a "click" of the lighter.
She leaned back on the leather sofa, exhaling circles of white smoke:
"This guy is so stupid, he doesn't even look in the mirror to see what he looks like.
How could I really like him? I was just trying to trick him into falling for me.
Once we get the job done, the boss will definitely reward us handsomely."
Lao Zhou frowned and reminded her:
"Don't get carried away. The boss has a wife now, and he hates it most when his subordinates have thoughts that they shouldn't have.
You have to be careful when dealing with the boss, so that a good thing doesn't turn into a bad thing."
This woman's name is Li Yan, and she is a capable subordinate of Gu Mobai.
She looks gentle and weak, but she is actually cruel and ruthless.
He had helped Gu Mobai deal with many difficult matters in the past. He was tight-lipped and efficient.
In order to achieve her goals, she is more skilled than anyone else in pretending to be gentle and pitiful.
In the underworld, everyone knows that she is a rose with thorns. She looks beautiful, but if you provoke her casually, you will be pricked and bleed.
Li Yan held a cigarette between her lips, a disdainful arc appeared on her lips: "The boss's country wife? I've heard of it a long time ago..."
She touched up her lipstick in front of a small, gold-rimmed mirror, wiping off a bit of spilled lipstick with her fingertips. "I ran into her at the door today. She was dressed shabbily and her face was just so-so. How could she be worthy of the boss?"
Old Zhou looked at her and sighed, "Don't say that! If the boss hears it, something bad will happen!"
Li Yan shook off his hand: "What are you afraid of? I really don't understand. Am I not prettier than her?"
Old Zhou sighed and said, "You may look outstanding, but in the eyes of the boss, you are no different from us."
Li Yan suddenly threw her head back and laughed: "Aren't all men like this? It's just a novelty."
She leaned closer to Lao Zhou, and the scent of perfume mixed with alcohol sprayed on his face. "Just wait and see, I will let the boss know who is worthy of being held in the palm of his hand."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Wei walked in with a pile of chips and said, "You guys wait here! I can still make a comeback!"
Li Yan smiled and said, "Wow! Brother is so awesome! He will definitely win this time."
Zhang Wei clutched the chips, his steps a little unsteady, and strode towards the gambling table.
Li Yan stared at his back, curled her lips and cursed softly, "Serves you right! You're still trying to get back at it, you're so stupid."
Zhang Wei sat down at the table for comparison again.
At first I tried to stay calm, but when the dice rolled, if I bet on big, the result would be small, and if I bet on small, the result would be big.
In less than half an hour, the ten thousand dollars obtained from mortgaging the grocery store was gone without a sound.
He stood there in a daze, holding the last few loose chips in his hand, his lips trembling.
I had won 50,000 before, but now I lost it all.
Li Yan pretended to move closer and reached out to pull him:
"Brother, stop playing, let's go home first!
When it comes to gambling, if you're unlucky, it's all for naught."
Zhang Wei shook her hand away, his eyes red, and his voice squeezed out from between his teeth: "Stop pretending to be kind! Don't mind my business! If you lose the money, go find it later. I have plenty of ways!"
Zhang Wei directly mortgaged his ancestral three-courtyard courtyard house.
The pawnshop owner considered it for a long time before giving him 30,000 yuan. He grabbed the money and ran to the casino.
Old Zhou stamped his feet anxiously, chased after him and grabbed his arm: "Old Zhang! This is where you've lived for decades! If you lose, are you going to sleep on the street?"
Zhang Wei shook off Lao Zhou's hand, and the veins on his neck bulged:
"Why are you panicking? I still have the jade bracelets and gold rings left by the old man in my cabinet.
Which one is not more valuable than this courtyard?"
He gritted his teeth and slammed the chips on the gambling table: "This little money is just a small change. When I make a comeback, I can earn it back tenfold or a hundredfold!"
Zhang Wei grabbed his newly acquired chips and rushed to the gambling table. Old Zhou curled his lips and shook his head, "When people get impatient, they're doomed. The worst thing about gambling is getting carried away. If he keeps going like this, he's going to fall flat on his face sooner or later."
Li Yan sneered, cigarette in her mouth, ash falling as she moved her fingers. "For a brainless guy like him, we'll just have to wait and see. He'll cry someday."