nashuaworldcup Chapter 472: It's just that the corner of the clothes is slightly dirty
Chapter 472: It's just that the corner of the clothes is slightly dirty
Zhang Lang opened the booklet with the three big words "Grudge Book" written on it. As he expected, it was a book that recorded every time he was beaten and cheated.
"Time: March 92, 3. Sunny. My sister hit me today. There was no reason for it, but I endured it."
"April 4, cloudy, I helped my sister wash the dishes. She didn't pay me, but I put up with it."
"On May 5, not only did she not give me money, she also cheated me out of my pocket money. However, I put up with it."
Turn back again.
The number of times my father hit me: More than a dozen.
The number of times my sister hit me: a whole page of correct characters.
Zhang Lang closed the notebook and returned it to Haiyuan with a look of sympathy. It was not easy for Haiyuan, who was so young and had gone through so many beatings at the hands of Haitang, to still be so optimistic.
When Haiyuan took the notebook, his expression seemed to say: It's just a little bit of wind and frost. The wind and snow have been weighing on me for two or three years, and if you count carefully, it's five years.
The corner of Haitang's mouth twitched. This kid really holds a grudge.
He reached out to grab Hai Yuan's ear again, but this time Hai Yuan just paused and dodged with a clever turn.
Zhang Lang saw through it.
It’s nothing, I’ve been beaten so many times, it’s just muscle memory.
Hai Yuan raised one corner of his mouth and sneered, "See? It's just that the corner of my clothes is slightly dirty. Brother-in-law, do you think I am as good as you?"
Zhang Lang: "Yes, brother, yes."
Haitang covered her face with her hands and was speechless.
After this little episode, Long Chengbang, Zhou Jisheng and Long Jiwen slowly came over.
"Mr. Gambler, my name is Long Chengbang, and this is Zhou Jisheng."
Zhang Lang nodded slightly, extended his hand and introduced, "You two, this is Boss Hai of the East Lake Gang."
Zhou Jisheng is a big money maker. He knows all the gang members well and greets them politely.
Zhang Lang: "I wonder why Mr. Long is here?"
"Hahaha, the main reason I came here so abruptly was to thank Mr. Gambler for saving my daughter's life by sending her to the hospital."
“You’re welcome.” Zhang Lang side-glanced at Long Jiwen.
Long Jiwen is a little taller than Haitang, and the two of them just stared at each other with a tender gaze.
Haitang pulled Haiyuan aside without leaving any trace, and she naturally put her arm around Zhang Lang's arm.
Long Jiwen pouted, then suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you for carrying me all the way to the hospital that day."
Haitang looked at Zhang Lang with a scrutinizing gaze.
Zhang Lang was not panicked at all. This was not some Shura battlefield. Long Jiwen was just thinking about it and had not yet made a move. Besides, even if he did, what would happen?
"You're welcome. It's just a small favor." Zhang Lang's voice was calm, without any ripples.
Long Chengbang was an old and shrewd man. He also had his own plans. Besides, he came from that era. For a man, what was one or two women? Anyone who was capable would have many wives and concubines.
It’s just a matter of who is bigger and who is smaller, and also a question of maximizing profits.
"It was just a piece of cake for Mr. Gambler, but for me as a father, it was a huge favor. Thanks to you at that time, otherwise I really couldn't imagine it. So, after the gambling game is over today, give me as a father a chance to thank you."
Although Hai'an was carefree, he understood that this person was trying to snatch his son-in-law from his boss, Hai. He could tolerate this, and Haitang didn't even need to wink at him. He stepped forward and grabbed the hand that Long Chengbang stretched out, holding it tightly: "Hahaha, Mr. Long~ I've heard of your name a long time ago, it's really well-known. I'm lucky enough to meet you today. I think it's better to do this. I'll take the east seat. This casino is the territory of my Donghu Gang. I'll make the arrangements. How about it?"
Long Chengbang laughed awkwardly and gave a look to Zhou Jisheng beside him. The two had been partners for half their lives, and they knew what was going on with just one look.
Zhou Jisheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, also smiled cheerfully: "Boss Hai, I've always wanted to discuss some business with you. Do you mind taking me with you?"
Hai'an shook his head and laughed, "We're just having a meal, not talking about business. Besides, our Donghu Gang doesn't get involved in Brother Ji's business."
Long Chengbang raised his hand and waved twice, saying, "In that case, let's set a time. I'll host. How about we all come together?"
"I think it's okay." Hai'an originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Zhang Lang winking at him, he agreed.
"In that case, we won't bother you anymore. Mr. Gambler will have to go on stage soon, so we'll excuse ourselves first."
Zhang Lang smiled politely and watched Long Chengbang and the others leave.
"Good son-in-law, why did you agree to them? We in the Donghu Gang never touch drugs." Hai'an was confused and really didn't understand Zhang Lang's intention.
"Dad, I'll tell you something later, don't ask anymore." Haitang knew that Zhang Lang must have a plan, so she took the initiative to stop her father from digging deeper.
Zhang Lang smiled at Haitang and said, "Let's have a meal. I think there might be some unexpected surprises."
Zhang Lang just noticed that Zhou Jisheng's forehead was black, which meant that some disasters were bound to happen recently. He felt that a fortune would fall from the sky and into his pocket.
Hai'an scratched his head. Brain is a good thing, but he really doesn't have that thing. He could only nod and say "oh".
Haitang smiled and blinked at Zhang Lang, then turned to look at Long Jiwen. Their eyes met and sparks of fire flashed.
Zhang Lang: That's too much. Long Jiwen hasn't even started flirting yet, but it's already like a Shura battlefield.
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Long Chengbang: "Do you think that young man can win today?"
"Heroes emerge from youth, and talented people emerge from every generation. Besides, different trades are like different mountains. I really can't comment on that."
"Look at the gambling god over there, he's sweating profusely, and the other two have almost lost their money just now. I'm very optimistic about this young man."
"You want him to be your son-in-law, right?"
"Hahaha, it's not impossible. Even if he loses, we can come forward to protect him. After he calms down, he can still be the casino's ultimate weapon!"
"I do believe in your vision on this point. Let's talk about it when the time comes. There's no rush." Zhou Jisheng thought that if possible, he would not have to ask others to help launder his dirty money and waste so much handling fees.
……
Long Wu wanted to go to the toilet. This kind of gambling made his heart beat fast and he was sweating profusely. That was the money he used to save to marry a wife.
"Nanako, is there something wrong with your boyfriend?"
Nanako lowered her head shyly and whispered hi: "Nanako doesn't know."
"When you have time, bring him to our training ground. I'll help him exercise. It's not good for him to sweat all the time at such a young age. I'm still waiting to have grandchildren." Xiongba lowered his voice, trying to keep it within the range that the two of them could hear.
Nanako's ears turned red, she bit her lips, and glanced at Long Wu in a charming way: "Okay, father, I will take him there."
Long Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead again: Why is it so cold?