Zhao Wei was speechless, just thought it was Fang Jing's shit luck, he had lost so many times, it was normal to win once. Hmph, I'll have a six, too.

Throwing it away, Zhao Wei fixed his eyes a few seconds later, five o'clock!

"It's a pity, Sister Zhao, I won this game. Fang Jing was proud, "Five million, do you dare to come?"

"What don't you dare, go on!"

Fang Jing is still one million short of her now, Zhao Wei is not panicked at all, even if he loses, he will lose up to four million.

"Bodhisattva bless, another six!!"

"!!"

Seeing the points, this time the people present roared in their hearts, and some couldn't help but make a sound.

Because Fang Jing is six o'clock this time, twice in a row, there is no one with shit luck.

"I'm sorry, I concede, it seems that the person who threw first does have good luck, I said how I kept losing before, it turned out to be this reason. ”

Zhao Wei's heart was half cold, she didn't believe in the evil and threw it once, at four o'clock, she lost.

"Come again, this time a million!!" Fang Jing snorted, "I want to win in a row!"

"Wait, I'll throw it first this time!!"

Zhao Wei snatched the dice in her hand, and now she also feels that the person who throws first has good luck.

Worried in his heart, learning from Fang Jing's previous appearance, he silently recited a few words of Amitabha Buddha, and in the eyes of the expected wings, five o'clock was facing up.

It's okay, it seems that luck is good, unless Fang Jing comes to another six this time.

"Buddha of Rulai, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jesus ......" chanted for a long time, Fang Jing threw it out as before, this time at three o'clock.

"Whew!"

Relieved, Zhao Wei slandered, I said, how can there be such a godly thing.

With his eyes wide open, Fang Jing was in a hurry, stepped on the chair, pointed to the tabletop and said: "I'll go to his uncle, why doesn't it work this time?" Come again, bet 10 million in the last game, and I will lose double the loss, you throw it first!"

Zhao Wei, who was still a little hesitant, heard Fang Jing say that he would lose double, so he agreed without any hesitation.

His luck is just right, six wins in eight games, and the probability of winning this time is very high, and Fang Jing's loss is double, so this kind of good thing is not a fool.

Before Han Hong could stop Zhao Wei, he grabbed the dice in his hand, and Wang Han wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

By now, he could see that Zhao Wei was on the set.

Although I don't know how Fang Jing did it, the first six consecutive losses should be for the last 10 million.

The person who plays the set loses first and then wins, the routine is not new, and the old-fashioned style, whether it is TV or reality, it is often seen in casinos.

Wang Han had only heard of this kind of thing before, but now that he was in the game, he finally knew which gamblers couldn't jump out, and the temptation was too great.

Swap him to Zhao Wei's position, he won so many times in a row in the front, and he couldn't stop in the next two games.

"God bless, come again at six o'clock, it's really not okay at five o'clock. After a few words in his heart, Zhao Wei threw the dice out.

This time the good fortune left her, and after a few rolls, a pair of big round eyes seemed to laugh at her.

His heart fell to the bottom, from the inside to the outside, Zhao Wei's mind was blank, and he suddenly regretted in his heart.

At two points, Fang Jing's chance of winning her is four out of six, and the chance of not losing is five out of six, no matter how you look at it, the God of Wealth is not on her side.

"Ahem!!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Fang Jing coughed lightly and said with a smile, "I would like to thank Sister Zhao for her thirteen million on behalf of the children in the mountainous areas." ”

Thirteen million! This number fell into his mind like a depth charge, and Zhao Wei's head was buzzing.

Although she is worth billions and has a lot of savings, she is not so generous that she can casually lose 13 million at the gambling table.

After the rectification of radio and television and the implementation of the salary limit order, the salary in the industry has dropped significantly, and now one of her movies is only 20 million.

At present, she receives up to two films a year, and this 13 million is her salary for several months of exhaustion.

The dice flicked in Fang Jing's hand, tumbling on the table and making a muffled sound, Zhao Weixin raised her throat eyes, her eyes were staring at the dice, she still had a trace of fantasy in her heart, Fang Jing might be a little.

The dice turned a few times...... Five points fell into the eyes of the crowd.

"I'm sorry, I won!!"

Seven or eight pairs of eyes in the audience stared at Zhao Wei's pale face, all wanting to see what she would do next.

More than 10 million is not a small number, and it is still lost in public.

If Zhao Wei wants to, she can rely on it, she is a long-time famous predecessor, she was a first-line star ten years ago, well-connected, rich and powerful, and she can rely on her identity to suppress Fang Jing.

And there is no basis for the words, and there is no note from both parties, it is illegal to gamble so much, and you don't have to give the money to the court.

Han Hong said: "Lao Zhao, Fang Jing is joking with you, this money ......"

"I'll pay for this money!" Fang Jing grabbed his voice, playing with taste. "Sister Zhao, if you don't have any money, I'll help you out of the thirteen million. ”

He was afraid that Zhao Wei would play tricks, so he preemptively blocked the words, and everyone was offended, and it was not bad.

"No, I can afford to lose 13 million, and I'll hit your account when I turn around!"

"It's not on my account, it's on the foundation's account!" Standing up, Fang Jing patted the crumbs of melon seeds on his trouser legs, and smiled at Han Hong: "It's rare to come here, make up a whole number, in addition to Sister Zhao's thirteen million, I will give another seven million." ”

After such a while, Fang Jing took out 20 million, which must be arrogant. Tough Zhao Wei, won 13 million and donated all of them, Fang Jing is afraid that he will be famous in the circle in the future.

The people present looked at him with appreciation, ridicule, and admiration!

"Don't delay your play, go first, see you later!"

Looking at Fang Jing's back, no one spoke, there was silence, Han Hong was the most uncomfortable, both of them were her friends, and it was not good for her to help anyone in the middle.

Zhao Wei wants to win Fang Jing's money, it is understandable, he doesn't steal or rob, he is bright.

Fang Jing is righteous, don't donate all the money she won to charity tonight, and in the end she made up 7 million, and she couldn't say that it was not.

"I'm leaving, let's get together next time! I wish you better and better charity. Zhao Weiqiang smiled, thought for a while and said: "I donated all the money I won before, and I paid an extra two million." ”

More than 10 million have gone, and it's not bad!

Fang Jing can pay extra money, she can't hold her face without pulling out a dime.

"I'll send you!" Seeing Zhao Wei leaving, Huang Xiaoming followed to leave, the two were college classmates and had always had a good relationship, so he turned his head and nodded to Han Hong and smiled: "I will also donate an additional three million." ”

"I'm giving an extra 1 million. ”

"I'll donate an extra 500,000!"

"I'll donate an extra 1.2 million!"

……

Three, three, two, two, two, and the rest of the people then revealed the amount of their donations.

The money won from playing mahjong before was only used as a joke for everyone, basically just Huang Xiaoming and a few of them lost, so how much could it be? More than four million.

So many people donated more than 4 million, and they would be laughed to death if they said it.

"What about you, how much more do you donate?" Half an hour later, the people were gone, only Wang Han was left, and Han Hong was holding a mahjong in his hand, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

"Didn't I donate?" Wang Han said with a smile, "I won hundreds of thousands of dollars before, I'll treat you to dinner later, will you go?"

"Alas, where is there still a mood to eat like this? ”

"The two of them are their business, what are you uncomfortable with, look at it, go to eat first, and I will donate three million after eating." ”

"Alright, let's go!"

Picking up the dice that Fang Jing had thrown before and putting them in his pocket, Wang Han led Han Hong away, the huge venue was deserted, and there was a table of mahjong in the middle.

Fang Jing's lesson dice he didn't want to do anything, just as a memorial, a small bet is pleasant, a big gamble is deep, and more than two pieces of mahjong can not be played in the future.