If the Xie sisters hadn't been able to talk to their mother on the phone today and hadn't learned about Uncle Xie's illness, Chen Wen would have to find another way to let them know the inside story.

Chen Wen didn't have much time to stay in Paris, and he saw that in his relationship with Xie Tiantian, he had to give a sum of money to the sisters in a suitable way on the eve of leaving Paris to help the Xie family tide over the difficulties.

Most importantly, Chen Wen felt that he needed to find a way to reassure the sisters so that they would not keep thinking that they were the source of their father's illness.

"Can you tell me about what happened to your family?" asked Chen Wen.

"Chen Wen!ah~~~ My dad is sick, it's so serious, it's a serious illness! It's all me and Tiantian who are not good!The two of us hurt Dad!ah~~~" Xie Tingting burst into tears and cried.

Chen Wen didn't open his mouth to persuade him, and let Xie Tingting cry for several minutes.

Zhu Jie was lying next to Chen Wen watching TV, the two snuggled together, she heard the girl's cry from the phone, carefully tilted her head sideways, and looked at Chen Wen's side face.

Chen Wen covered the microphone part of the phone and whispered, "You know, my roommate, the Xie sisters." ”

Zhu Jie hurriedly asked, "Is it Tingting or Tiantian?" What's wrong with them, is something wrong?"

Chen Wen said: "I heard Masako say that something bad happened to them in their family, but I don't know the specific situation yet, don't talk and continue to watch TV." ”

Zhu Jie covered her mouth, lifted the quilt, didn't care about getting dressed, just ran to the cabinet at the end of the bed, turned up the volume of the TV to the minimum, ran back, got into the quilt, and curled up in Chen Wen's arms.

Chen Wen raised his other free hand, hugged Zhu Jie's bare shoulder, and thought: You are a cute little cat now, I don't know what kind of tigress you will grow into in the banking industry in the future, Lao Tzu hopes that you will become a financial tiger tamed by me.

On the phone, Xie Tingting's crying voice was finally less mournful, but her voice was even hoarse. Chen Wen thought about it, he had made Zhu Jie's voice hoarse, and he had a strange feeling in his heart.

Xie Tingting twitched and asked, "Chen Wen, when will you come back?"

Chen Wen said: "Tomorrow, it is expected to be noon tomorrow." ”

Xie Tingting said: "Today, Tiantian and I called the post and telecommunications office, and my mother told me that my father was seriously ill and was admitted to a psychiatric hospital. I think...... Tiantian and I both feel that Dad's illness is caused by the two of us, and I'm so useless!"

After Xie Tingting cried for a while, Chen Wen spoke: "Okay, I know the matter." There is no difficulty in this world that cannot be overcome. Listen, you and the sweet things, your difficulties, I take care of it, I take care of it. ”

Xie Tingting twitched and said, "Thank you, Chen Wen!"

Chen Wen said: "I heard Masako, you two didn't have dinner. You go and shout sweet now, and you two will make up for dinner for me. ”

Xie Tingting sighed.

Chen Wen said: "Okay, let's stop talking, wait for me to come back." ”

Hanging up the phone, Chen Wen turned around and saw Zhu Jie staring at him with two big eyes.

Chen Wen was stared at by her: "Hey, don't look at people like this, it's a big night, it's crazy." ”

"The way you talked to Xie Tingting on the phone just now is really manly!" Zhu Jie turned over and hugged Chen Wen's right arm.

Chen Wen grabbed the girl's slender waist from below with his right hand and hugged her into his arms: "Masculinity, do you want to taste it again?"

Zhu Jie grinned and said, "Yes, I want to taste it again, can you give it or not!"

Chen Wen scolded with a smile: "Little goblin, Lao Tzu satisfies you, manly, give it to you!"

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The smoke cleared.

Chen Wen was satisfied, took out his "Shanghai brand" watch from under the pillow, glanced at it, and ordered: "Xiao Zhu, go and tune the TV back to the sports station." ”

Zhu Jie didn't get off the ground this time, knelt on the bed, took steps on her knees, climbed to the end of the bed, leaned out, stretched out her hand to turn back to the sports table, and turned up the volume again.

The picture changed from a variety show to a football game.

The local derby at the San Siro Stadium entered the second half for 40 minutes, and counting injury time, there were less than 10 minutes to go.

The score, 1-1.

Chen Wen came up with an idea, he felt that it was necessary to exercise Zhu Jie's courage and resistance to pressure.

"Xiao Zhu, didn't you ask me how much foreign exchange I have?" Chen Wen asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Chen, you said you would tell me until 10 o'clock tonight. Zhu Jie crawled over from the end of the bed, got into the quilt, and hugged Chen Wen tightly.

Chen Wen grabbed his handbag from the bedside table, took out a few stubs and slips from it and handed them to Zhu Jie: "In this game, I will participate in two gambling games on the condition of this Milan derby. ”

The stub of the bet only has the number of the document, and there is no description of the bet. Zhu Jie saw the three receipts of spinach clearly, totaling 7.16 million US dollars, and was so shocked that she exclaimed: "Oh my God, Mr. Chen, you bet so big!"

Chen Wen pointed to the TV: "I bet more than 12 million US dollars in the two games, and the score is 1-1, haha, it is the current score in the upper left corner of the TV screen." ”

Zhu Jie hurriedly sat up straight, found glasses from the bedside table, put them on, and stared at the TV carefully: "One-to-one! one-to-one!ah!!!Don't score again!"

Chen Wen wrapped his arms around behind him, hugged Zhu Jie's good figure, and let out a sullen breath in his nostrils: "At the end of this score, my foreign exchange will reach more than 28 million US dollars." ”

Zhu Jie was so nervous that her body began to tremble, and she asked cautiously, "What if...... If someone scores again, Mr. Chen, how much will your foreign exchange become?"

Chen Wen said lightly: "Zero, all lost." ”

Zhu Jie's body was frightened, trembling even more, and her speech became even more stammering: "Chen ...... Mr. Chen, you ...... I have to win!"

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Wen Da clenched Zhu Jie's good figure with his hand, and asked with a tense face: "If one side scores again and I lose, will you still be with me?"

Zhu Jie didn't answer Chen Wen's question that made her feel frightened, she trembled and muttered: "All the gods bless, don't score any more goals, let Mr. Chen win!"

Chen Wen didn't ask this girl who was almost nervous and scared out of her mental fault, he let go of Zhu Jie's body, put his hands on the back of his head, lay down on the head of the bed, and leisurely watched the game timer in the upper left corner of the TV screen grow little by little.

A few minutes later, stoppage time ran out and the game was over.

The score was fixed at 1-1, with Maldini's players hugging each other, team-mates and opponents on the pitch.

"Ahh

Zhu Jie stood up happily, ignoring the pain that had not fully recovered, and jumped on the bed.

Chen Wen looked at the cheerful Zhu Jie with a smile and made a kiss in the air.

28.6 million US dollars!

The last battle to collect money in 1992 finally ended, and Chen Wen felt that his year was really not easy.

From having less than 100 Huaxia coins on his body, he now has more than 150 million, like a dream.

Zhu Jie jumped a few times, rushed over and hugged Chen Wen, and gave a warm kiss.

Chen Wen responded to the girl while recalling his experience of making money this year in his mind.

When I first sold Uncle Xiaohuang, I was very excited for a few hundred or a thousand yuan.

The total price of 10 sets of subscription warrants in his hand exceeded 200,000, and he was so excited that he and Su Qianqian carnivaled together.

Later, Chen million, Chen million.

Chen Wen recalled that on the day when his assets exceeded 10 million, the gentle carnival between him and Su Qianqian inadvertently added the influence of Ou Kelan's small clothes.

That day, Chen Wen was trembling, he wanted to eat secretly, but he didn't dare, he wanted to make it bad, but he couldn't let it go.

Suddenly, Chen Wen was a little reluctant to France.

He had a feeling that in the past few months since he came to France, he could do whatever he wanted, make money, pick up girls, and nothing was delayed.

It's nice to feel free from being controlled and not being constrained in any way.

At this moment, Chen Wen had an idea for the first time, if he didn't die next year, would he want to do an immigration in the future?

Chen Wen, who was unrestrained, kissed Zhu Jie recklessly, greedy, crazy, and eager to chew the girl in one bite.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, disturbing Chen Wen and Zhu Jie's kiss.

The knock is very fast, and when you listen to it, you can feel that the person knocking is excited.

Chen Wen let go of Zhu Jie, sighed, lifted the quilt, went into the bathroom, grabbed a bathrobe and put it on, and walked to the door while tying his belt.

Open the door.

Not surprisingly, there was Marcello, a croupier with a festive face, standing at the door.