Chapter 496: The grandson in front of the man

A rural area around Red F.

A young man with flat hair, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, smiled at Fu Zhisong and asked, "Damn, you just took a taxi back, didn't you go home?"

"No, I'm just here. Fu Zhisong replied softly.

"Really JB dedication, why don't you go home and see the old man?" Fa Xiao asked again.

"I don't go back to see him, he can live two more years, and when I go back, he gets even more angry. Fu Zhisong waved his hand in response.

"Hehe, too. After nodding his head, he beckoned softly, "Let's go, go in and play for a while." ”

"Wait!" Fu Zhisong waved his hand and shouted.

"What's wrong?" Fa Xiao was stunned.

"I have 5,000 yuan left in my pocket, I'm afraid it's not enough, can you call me when you come into the house." Fu Zhisong asked with a smile.

"Shouting points", a professional term for money tricksters, means that the director of the bureau who released the bureau gave him some money with interest, which is a kind of usury, but the interest is much less. Because the director is willing to borrow money, he wants to let gamblers come and play again, and the main purpose is to attract customers, not to make money by pointing to interest.

"Don't talk about you, you haven't been home for a long time, why should I shout at you?" Fa Xiao shook his head and responded: "If you can't give this money, then you will pit me, and the director has to take care of me." ”

"Oh, I won't take much, just take 50,000, if I really lose, I'll pay it back in half a month at most. Fu Zhisong emphasized.

"Big brother, this game is not a big game, 50,000 yuan is a lot, I really can't shout to you. Fa Xiao refused again: "Otherwise, you won't play." ”

", when I was playing at home, you asked me to borrow money, I didn't borrow you again, why is it so difficult for you to do something now? I grew up in JB, my family is here, can I owe you 50,000 yuan and run away?" Fu Zhisong frowned and said: "I'm here, you can help me shout." It's really not good, and 40,000 is okay!"

As soon as Fa Xiaoyi heard that Fu Zhisong had no money, he immediately squeezed him with words: "I said that you are really addicted, this B game should be played if you have money, and if you don't have money, you won't play, you can die if you don't go to the mahjong table?!"

After Fu Zhisong heard this, he was actually quite angry. Because he had borrowed this little money before, although it had a certain purpose, it could be regarded as real money to help the other party, so as soon as he heard that the other party was so squeezing him, he turned around and wanted to leave. But thinking that Wenwen was still anxiously waiting for the 30,000 yuan, he said stubbornly: "You lend me 50,000 yuan, and I will give you 2,000 yuan of interest alone, okay?"

"You have to play, why are you so grinding?" asked Fa Xiao in an unkind tone.

“…… You see I'm here, so you can discuss it with the director. Fu Zhisong gritted his teeth and said good words: "Next time you go to the city, I will invite you to go out and play two more times, don't you have anything?"

"Oh, I'm convinced. After a long period of silence, he turned his head to look at Fu Zhisong and said, "I'll shout 40,000 yuan for you, but we must sign an IOU, if you don't return the money to me, I'll go to your house to take care of your father!"

"It's half a month fast, it's half a month, it's slow, at most. Fu Zhisong nodded.

"The money ghost has no face!" After a small sigh, he greeted with a gloomy face: "Let's go, let's go into the house!"

……

About five minutes later, Fu Zhisong was given a guarantee and borrowed 40,000 yuan from the director, and then Fu Zhisong went to the mahjong table and played 100.200.300 with others.

Money tricksters have a problem, no matter how much money they have in their pockets, they dare to play big. But people are like this, the richer they are in their pockets, the more they have the bottom, and they often don't lose, but the less money they have in their pockets, the more worried they are, the more unsmooth the road will be.

100.200.300, this mahjong is not small, plus Fu Zhisong has always held the mentality of wanting to fight more, and he is very afraid of losing, so in the first few rounds of mahjong, he played very conservatively, for fear of firing a gun. But gambling is like this, the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come, and if you light a few cannons, six or seven hundred yuan will be gone in an instant.

After playing for four or five hours, Fu Zhisong had already lost more than 10,000 yuan, and he had more than 30,000 yuan left in his pocket.

If according to his previous temper, if he didn't lose the more than 30,000 yuan, he would never leave the gambling table, but today he really controlled it, and he was always thinking about Wenwen's side, so he looked down at the money box, waved his hand and shouted: "Change, don't fight!"

"Why don't you fight, you lost 40,000 yuan?" asked a little puzzled.

"No!" Fu Zhisong shook his head: "It's not good, I've made a handful of cards after four rounds, I'll go home and come over to play for a while at night!"

After Fa Xiao heard this, his face became even more ugly and asked in a whisper: "You won't come here to borrow money, will you?"

"Big brother, you have borrowed all the money from me, do you care how I spend it?" Fu Zhisong replied helplessly: "It's over for you to repay it every month, and the IOU has been sent to you!"

“…… How are you learning now? Fa Xiao once again damaged Fu Zhisong.

After Fu Zhisong heard this, he gritted his teeth and was silent for a long time, then stretched out his hand and patted Fa Xiao's shoulder and said: "We have known each other for almost 30 years, and I will lend you 40,000 yuan, and you will scold me four or five times this time!

When Fa Xiao heard this, his face immediately turned red.

"Don't worry, within a month, I won't be able to earn the 40,000 yuan, and I will pay you back if I sell blood!" Fu Zhisong threw down a sentence in his heart, turned around and left the casino.

……

The next day at noon.

Shen Tianze saw Lao Hu alone in the hotel.

“…… When are you going to do something?" asked Lao Hu with a smile.

Shen Tianze was silent for a long time, frowned and looked at Lao Hu and asked, "...... Have you really figured it out?"

"Hehe, I'm here, can you not think about it?" replied after being stunned for a moment.

"Really thought about it?" Shen Tianze asked again after holding back for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Lao Hu quizzefully as he looked at Ozawa suspiciously.

Shen Tianze was silent for a long time, bowed his head and responded: "...... I just feel ...... It feels like this is ...... you!"

"I don't want to go, pity me?" Lao Hu answered.

Shen Tianze looked up at Lao Hu: "A little!"

"Huh!"

Lao Hu smiled when he heard this, reached out and picked up the small bag he was carrying, and took out six or seven bottles of unbranded medicines from it one after another.

Shen Tianze was stunned when he saw these medicines.

“…… It's useless for you to pity me, my daughter-in-law and I don't eat these things, and we won't be able to say when we will die! If you really feel sorry for me, then you might as well give me an extra 20,000 yuan. Lao Hu said very realistically: "...... For people like us, getting the pity of others is the most secondary, the medicine in front of us, the monthly expenses, to maintain our own life, that is the important thing! ”

Shen Tianze stared at Lao Hu with both eyes, readjusted his mentality and said, "Let's talk about business!"

"Okay!" Lao Hu smiled and nodded.