Chapter Eighty-Eight: Waiting for Supper?

"Eighth Master, look at this place......" Brother Feng said carefully.

"I'll arrange it. ”

Brother Feng drank a glass of wine with Qiu Baye, then returned to the office, and sent a text message to Wen Jia with his mobile phone, "The location is Qiu Lao Bading, maybe it is his underground casino." ”

Wen Jia left the bar and went home: "Hey, Boss Lu, do you have 1 million cash? I'll transfer 1 million to you, and you can send 1 million cash." ”

"1 million cash? Where can I find you 1 million cash this big night? I only have 300,000 here. ”

"300,000, 300,000, send it to my house. After hanging up the phone, Wen Jia ran back to the bedroom and took out a shoebox from under his bed, which contained 100,000 yuan.

"Sister Redsleeves, Long'er, do you have any cash?"

"Nope. ”

"Neither did I. ”

I went, since there were all kinds of paid apps, the thieves who stole wallets on the road were all good.

Just when Wen Jia was still worried about cash, he received a text message from Brother Feng: "Yinding International Hotel, Presidential Suite." ”

Wen Jia replied, "What should I do if I don't have enough cash?"

"Stupid, bank transfer after it's over!"

Wen Jia saw the message sent by Brother Feng and suddenly felt that she was an idiot.

At half past eleven, Wen Jia still pretended to return to the bar, and Qiu Baye had already left. Brother Feng drove Wen Jia to Yinding International Hotel, and as soon as he entered the presidential suite, Wen Jia was stunned.

In addition to him and Brother Feng, there are also Qiu Laoba, a beautiful dealer, and 4 bodyguards.

The most important thing is that a large gaming table that has only been seen on TV is placed in the middle of the living room.

"Yo, old man, it's quite professional, did you move here?" Wen Jia asked as she looked at Qiu Baye when she returned to an invincible appearance.

"Haha, it just so happened that a friend had it and asked someone to move in. Qiu Baye sat on the sofa and didn't mean to get up to greet them at all.

Brother Feng lowered his head without saying a word, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Hey, Brother Feng, what's the matter? Are you ashamed to be my driver? Hahaha. After speaking, Wen Jia took a cigarette and sat opposite Qiu Baye.

Brother Feng gritted his teeth and sat beside Qiu Baye, revealing an extremely aggrieved expression.

"Beauty, come here, come and sit next to my brother and have a drink with my brother. Wen Jia pretended not to know what this woman did, and only thought of herself as a waiter.

"I'm sorry sir, I'll have to deal cards to three people in a while, and it's not good to make a mistake if you drink wine. "The beautiful dealer came back very politely.

"You deal cards?" Wen Jia pretended to look at her with doubts, and then looked at Qiu Baye: "Old man, you found the place, you booked the room, the dealer you invited, everything is yours, I won this, it's not certain whether I can get the money, right?"

"Hahaha, what did the little brother say, I hate Lao Ba and have always been willing to gamble and lose, fair and just. Qiu Baye took a sip of wine.

"Okay, it doesn't matter. Let's get to the table. Wen Jia was the first to walk to the table and sit down.

The female dealer waited for everyone to sit down and began to skillfully shuffle the cards.

"The first round of Baijia Le, do you have no opinions?" Wen Jia proposed.

"Okay, I don't have a problem. "Eighth Master Qiu, look at Brother Feng.

Brother Feng didn't speak, just glared at Wen Jia and nodded.

More than an hour passed, Wen Jia didn't lose or win, Qiu Baye won 50,000, and Brother Feng lost 50,000.

"Little Brother Wen, this Baijia Le is either Zhuang or idle, and we can't bet on it. Why don't you change your game?" It's a waste of time.

"Okay, I don't think it's interesting, what do you say. Wen Jia lit a cigarette and looked at Qiu Baye.

Eighth Master Qiu definitely couldn't say what he was playing, so he looked at Brother Feng.

Brother Feng smiled slightly and said to Qiu Baye: "If the Eighth Master is not simpler, let's play with the tractor, with a cap of 100,000, you see...?"

Qiu Baye nodded: "Okay, then play with the tractor." ”

From beginning to end, Brother Feng didn't ask Wen Jia's opinion, of course, this was discussed in advance on the way to the two of them.

"Then let's get started, beauty. Wen Jia took a deep breath and looked at the beautiful dealer and said.

For the tractor game, Wen Jia actually played on QQ Solitaire, and the happy beans lost I don't know how much, but I still have no experience. Soon 500,000 was lost.

"Wait, grandma, I'll go to the toilet to get rid of the bad luck. Wen Jia stood up violently, the chair was brought down, and the card was thrown on the table to prepare to go to the toilet.

At this time, Qiu Baye was smiling, because it won him 100,000.

Brother Feng has also won 170,000 so far, and Brother Feng looked at Wen Jia as soon as he heard the chair fall to the ground.

"What do you see, it's just 1 million, uncle, I'll lose,!" Wen Jia scolded angrily at Brother Feng.

Brother Feng couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up directly: "Young Master Wen, you are enough, you sneered at me in the car, and when you get here, you will be-for-tat with me, although I am not as big as your family, I don't allow you to bully casually." "Saying that, Brother Feng is going to go up and beat Wen Jia.

Qiu Baye sat there and watched the excitement.

Just when Brother Feng grabbed Wen Jia's collar and was about to fight, Wen Jia suddenly opened his mouth: "Fight, you fight, hehe, I really don't believe you dare to touch me, you are a dog of the old man, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail." Give it a try and see if I can seal your bar!"

"Okay, okay, just playing cards, Xiaofeng doesn't want to be like Brother Wen. Qiu Baye saw that Brother Feng didn't dare to start, so he spoke to Brother Feng and gave him a step down.

Brother Feng let go of his hand that grabbed Wen Jia's collar and sat down beside Qiu Baye angrily.

"Old man, what do you say? Don't you know like me? Who do you look down on? Do you believe it or not, uncle, I'm not happy, let your whole family go to ask for food?!"

Qiu Baye waited for Wen Jia to turn around, and there was already killing intent in his eyes.

"Eighth Master, I'm sorry, I can't afford to mess with this kid, it's embarrassing for the Eighth Master to follow me. Brother Feng slammed the table with remorse.

"It's okay, Xiaofeng, it's okay, don't worry, with me, he can't seal your bar!" The eighth master patted Brother Feng's back, Brother Feng heard it in his ears, and was shocked in his heart, "Provincial leaders don't let go?!"

"Damn, what a broken hotel, not even a dryer. As she spoke, Wen Jia threw a towel on the ground.

"Go on, wait for supper?" Wen Jia yelled at the dealer.