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After Long Guohai finished speaking, Soho followed and said: "Our radio station will have a new program called Voices of the Past, all of which are listeners playing some classic old songs from the past, I personally think this idea is very ordinary, and all radio stations are doing this." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but I think if you can sing these classic old songs live for the audience in the show, this show will definitely be a big hit. ”

Liu Mengshan blinked his eyes and asked uncertainly, "This young lady, are you talking to me?" ”

"Nonsense, not with you and with whom?"

It was Ling Xue who spoke, if it was seven years ago, everyone would have taken it for granted when they heard this tone. But seven years later, it was a little surprising to hear her say this again. Because of Ling Xue's injury seven years later, she almost never speaks in this tone.

I don't know what the reason is, Ling Xue suddenly seemed to go back to seven years ago at this time.

Perhaps, it's because Liu Mengshan sang too many old songs tonight.

"My good sister is the most popular radio host in Shanghai, don't tell me you don't know me."

Liu Mengshan scratched the roots of his hair, "I haven't been in Shanghai for long, and I never listen to radio programs. ”

When Ling Xuesheng was about to speak, Soho spoke, "I mean, I hope Liu Mengshan can come to our show to help." ”

When Soho said this, he no longer had a trace of personal emotion, but completely proceeded from the needs of the radio. She really thinks that if Liu Mengshan joins, the listening rate of the radio station will increase a lot.

"Help? Does it mean not to give money? Liu Mengshan was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Of course give money, you can give your conditions, and I can try my best to persuade Taili to meet you." Soho said.

Liu Mengshan touched his chin, then tilted his head and thought for a while, and asked, "If it's this kind of radio program, do you have to go to work every day?" ”

"That's nature." Soho nodded, "We're all live. ”

"Oh......" Liu Mengshan shook his head with some disappointment, "It's a pity, then I can't go." ”

"Why?" Soho asked a little curiously.

"I had no natural interest in a stable job." Liu Mengshan said and stood up, "Can you give me tonight's money?" ”

Ling Xue looked at Liu Mengshan in amazement for a while, and asked Long Guohai, "Brother Dahai, do you have any cash?" ”

"I've got it." Jin Yue hurriedly took out his wallet from his pocket and handed it to Ling Xueju.

Ling Xuesheng took out a new stack of blue five hundred bills from it and handed it to Liu Mengshan, "No, are you satisfied with tonight's performance fee plus tips?" ”

Liu Mengshan nodded, didn't count, rolled the five hundred bills into a ball, put them in his pocket, and then deducted the twenty bills from his pocket that were rolled like pickles, and handed them to Ling Xueju.

Liu Mengshan's movements made Ling Xue a little surprised, "Why are you giving me twenty yuan?" ”

"Do you offer dry fried beef in your bar? I haven't eaten for a day and I'm hungry. Liu Mengshan opened his eyes wide, looked at Ling Xuexi, and said.

Liu Mengshan's words made everyone present speechless.

Ten minutes later, Liu Mengshan followed behind Soho and Ling Xuesheng and got into Long Guohai's RV.

Since 2010, when the international oil price officially exceeded $130 due to the US attack on Iran, Shanghai has been forced to follow the example of France's lovable leftist mayor and strive to make Shanghai a city without private cars.

Over the years, Shanghai has developed public transportation, with a massive expansion of the subway and bus system, with pedestrian and bicycle lanes taking up one-fifth of the road surface that would otherwise belong to cars.

After shouting "drive private cars out of Shanghai," the Shanghai Municipal Government Axe finally basically achieved its goal -- private cars were basically seen on the roads of Shanghai, and even the president of a large group like Ling Xuesheng was forced to take public transportation to work under the pressure of public opinion.

Only a guy like Long Guohai, who is rich, free, and shameless enough, and completely criticizes the newspaper, can still sit on the 4,000 high-end RV that has been discontinued, and walk on the street.

"Boy, for the sake of you working so hard tonight, what do you want to eat, just say it, I'll please." Long Guohai smiled and patted the sofa beside him

After thinking for a long time, Liu Mengshan only replied with one word, "Meat." ”

Long Guohai smiled and shook his head, "I'm right, you kid should be a comedian, driver, and go to a place where there is meat to eat." ”

The car drove for about ten minutes, and when passing a residential building in Xujiahui, Liu Mengshan seemed to suddenly remember something, "Eh, can you stop here and wait for me for a while?" ”

"What are you doing?" Long Guohai asked, "Didn't you say you're hungry?" ”

"I ......" Liu Mengshan pointed to the residential building, "I suddenly remembered that I had an account to collect." ”

"Collecting?" Long Guohai frowned, "Don't tell me, you are also an underworld." ”

"It's not legal, but it's not an underworld."

Liu Mengshan said, the car had stopped, so he opened the door and walked down.

Long Guohai and Ling Xue were strangely injured, and Su He looked at each other for a while, only to find that the other party was as strange as himself.

"What the hell do you think this kid is doing?" Long Guohai asked.

Ling Xueshu and Soho shook their heads at the same time, "Who knows?" ”

"Jin Yue, you go with this kid to see what tricks he's playing." Long Guohai thought for a while and said to Jin Yue beside him.

Jin Yue nodded, jumped out of the car, and quickly caught up with Liu Mengshan.

"What are you doing with you?" Liu Mengshan asked Jin Yue Dao as he walked.

"Brother Dahai, they are all curious about what you are going to do, and I am also curious, so I followed to take a look." Jin Yue said bluntly.

"Nothing to look at." Liu Mengshan took out a cigarette and took a puff, "I'm just here to get a sum of money I saved here." ”

"Save money?" Jin Yue looked at Zhou, "Will there be a bank in the residential area?" ”

"Who says you have to keep money in a bank?" Liu Mengshan glanced at Jin Yue and said.

While talking, the two had already arrived in the basement of the residential building.

At the entrance, there was an iron door, Liu Mengshan stretched out his hand and knocked on the iron door, and saw a small opening on the iron door, and a fierce face poked out of it. As soon as this face saw Liu Mengshan, he immediately smiled heaped, "It's Xiaoliu, come to play again today?" ”

"Ah, yes, I have a friend who has to come along, no problem, right?" Liu Mengshan took a puff of his cigarette and asked.

"Friends?" The person inside the door looked Jin Yue up and down through the small window, "Is it reliable?" ”

Jin Yue was about to speak with a smile when he heard Liu Mengshan say: "Unreliable, I just met." ”

When Jin Yue heard this, his whole face suddenly collapsed, what kind of person is this, selling people is selling too fast.

While the two were talking, another person's voice came from inside the door, "Who?" Muttering for a long time. ”

"It's Koyanagi." The man inside the door said.

"It's Koyanagi? Then why don't you let the family in? Obviously, the other person also seemed very happy to hear that it was Liu Mengshan.

"But he brought another person with him, who he had never been there before."

"Oh?"

There was a sound of footsteps inside the door, and soon, the small mouth changed to a face that looked older and kinder. After looking Jin Yue up and down for a while, he immediately turned around and reprimanded the first person, "Waste, don't you look at people with eyes?" Can a police officer afford such an expensive suit? ”

After speaking, the man opened the door and let Liu Mengshan and the others in.

"Sir, I think you seem to have some kind faces." As soon as the two came in, the older man smiled at Liu Mengshan and said to Jin Yue.

"Where." Jin Yue smiled, "I just have a public face." ”

After Jin Yue finished speaking, he looked at the basement, only to find that there were about 100 people bustling in this basement of only 200 square meters, and about seven or eight tables were placed, roulette, poker, mahjong, dice, and all kinds of gambling equipment.

Obviously, this is an underground casino, and it seems to be quite popular, and many people even squat on the ground and block it because they can't find a table.

Despite the fact that there was a huge exhaust fan that constantly expelled the dirty air, Jin Yue still felt a little dizzy. He looked at Liu Mengshan beside him, "You are here to ......"

Liu Mengshan put his finger on his lips and gently "shh

Then, Liu Mengshan took out all the money from his pocket, in addition to the about 8,000 yuan that Ling Xue injured him, Liu Mengshan himself probably had more than 2,000 yuan, a total of about 10,000 yuan.

Liu Mengshan put the more than 10,000 pieces in his hand, and then walked between the various tables.

When he saw Liu Mengshan appear, the gamblers next to him gave him their seats. Jin Yue thought at first that Liu Mengshan had a very high status here, or was very popular. But when he heard someone whispering "this fool again", he began to doubt his judgment.

And when he saw that almost everyone around him looked at Liu Mengshan with a sneering look, he was sure that he was wrong. Liu Mengshan definitely doesn't have any status here, nor is he popular, just the opposite, he is likely to be discriminated against here.

However, what puzzled Jin Yue was that since this was the case, why would these people still make way for Liu Mengshan?

It only took less than a minute for Jin Yue's question to be answered, however, he had an even bigger question next.

I saw Liu Mengshan walking to this dice, and when everyone was betting, he didn't bet. But when the dealer started rolling the dice, he was nervously clenched into his fists like everyone else, and his eyes were fixed on the cup.

Soon, the dealer opened the dice, thirteen o'clock, big.

When Liu Mengshan saw the points, he immediately sighed helplessly, took out five hundred yuan and handed it to the dealer, "Damn, I shouldn't have made such a big deal." ”

The dealer smiled and took Liu Mengshan's money, "Don't worry, Xiaoliu, people can't be unlucky all their lives, your luck will be better." ”

Liu Mengshan's actions made Jin Yue dumbfounded, "This...... What's going on? ”

"What's going on?" Liu Mengshan glanced at Jin Yue and asked rhetorically.

"You didn't bet, so why did you give him money?" Jin Yue asked puzzled.

"I don't like people to know what I'm going to bet, so I'm betting on my heart." Liu Mengshan said, "I just bet in my heart that I bought a small amount of five hundred yuan, so I lost." ”

"Bet on your heart?" Jin Yue's eyes blinked in surprise, "Is this okay?" ”

"Others can't, but Koyanagi can." The dealer looked at Jin Yue with a smile and said, "He is an honest man, and we all believe in him." ”

Jin Yue shook his head in disbelief, "This is really a strange news in the world. ”

Liu Mengshan played a few more dice, and after losing about a thousand more yuan, Liu Mengshan shook his head, "Fate and dice collide tonight, don't bet on dice, let's play something else." ”

Liu Mengshan said, walking to the roulette, at this time, he only had a little more than nine thousand left.

After playing in the roulette for less than ten minutes, Liu Mengshan lost more than 1,000 yuan, leaving 8,000 yuan.

However, when playing the fifth hand, when the roulette wheel turned, Liu Mengshan grabbed the table tightly with both hands, kept chanting words in his mouth, his face turned red, and the people next to him jumped.

After a while, the roulette wheel earned seventeen.

At this time, Liu Mengshan happily jumped on the ground, and then cheered around the entire basement casino, "Seventeen o'clock, seventeen o'clock, e...... Seventeen o'clock. ”

Seeing Liu Mengshan's appearance, the casino owner who began to feel a little strange, that is, the somewhat kind old man, walked over, "Xiaoliu, what's wrong with you?" Why are you so happy? ”

"Seventeen! Seventeen o'clock! Liu Mengshan happily hugged the kind old man, "I just bet on seventeen points, and I bet eight thousand yuan." Hahahaha, I knew my luck was coming, I knew my luck was coming. After a whole month of betting, my luck finally came. I hit seventeen, hahahahaha. ”

According to the rules of roulette, the odds of winning a bet are 1 to 36. In other words, if the casino admits the 8,000 yuan bet, then the casino should pay Liu Mengshan 288,000 yuan.

That's not a big number for a casino of this size, but it's not small either.

This old man, who was originally a little kind, slowly collapsed from the originally kind face on his face and began to show his hideous side, while Liu Mengshan continued to look at him happily, as if he couldn't see the change in the expression on his face at all.

At this time, no one in the audience was gambling, there was no sound at all, everyone stood in place, silently looking at Liu Mengshan, and this casino owner who was originally very kind, but now extremely hideous.

"You're here to find fault." The casino owner stared at Liu Mengshan and said word by word.

Liu Mengshan looked at the casino owner with a smile, and the expression on his face slowly became calm, "I'm here to gamble." ”

"Gambling money?" The casino owner shook his head, "There's no such thing as yours." ”

"I've been betting on this for the past month. In the past month, I have lost almost 80,000 dollars here. At that time, why didn't you say that I couldn't gamble like this? Liu Mengshan looked at the casino owner and asked lightly.

The casino owner choked and couldn't speak.

"You don't have to give me the money, but from now on, you don't have to open this casino anymore. Because you tell everyone present with your actions. In the same way of betting, the casino can win, but the gambler cannot. Liu Mengshan's words were very calm, and his expression was also very indifferent, but his words were like a knife to the heart of this casino owner.

There is also a way to steal, and Liu Mengshan hit his death hole with a word.

After glaring at Liu Mengshan viciously in place for half an hour, the casino owner finally forced himself to close his eyes, "Don't let me see you in Shanghai again...... Ah Cheng, give him the money! ”

Two minutes later, Liu Mengshan got 288,000 yuan in cash. In less than 20 minutes, Liu Mengshan earned nearly 300,000 yuan.

On the way back to the car after leaving the casino, Jin Yue asked Liu Mengshan puzzled, "This is what you said about collecting accounts?" ”

"Or what do you think?" Liu Mengshan asked rhetorically.

"Nearly 300,000 yuan, this is not a small amount of money, how do you know that the casino owner will give it to you?" Jin Yue asked.

"To be exact, there are only 200,000, of which more than 80,000 I lost. I've inquired, and 200,000 is just three days of income for this casino, and its owner should be willing to pay so much in order to maintain its reputation. But to be honest, I originally only bet 1,000 yuan and only made 60,000 yuan, so the success rate should be higher. ”

"Then why did you change it to eight thousand?" Jin Yue asked.

Liu Mengshan replied: "Because of you with me, I am bold." ”

"Then what will you do if this boss turns his face?" Jin Yue asked again.

Liu Mengshan asked rhetorically, "Didn't you see me deliberately standing by the door?" ”

Jin Yue's eyes widened and asked, "What about me?" ”

"Just in time to delay their pursuit of me." Liu Mengshan said very frankly.

"I ...... Depend on! Jin Yue, who has maintained a humble and gentlemanly demeanor for many years, finally couldn't help but sigh and curse.

After scolding, Jin Yue couldn't help but ask, "Where did you learn such a cheap trick?" ”

"The Reader."

"Nonsense, how could the Reader publish such a thing?"

"If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself, it's two thousand and seven years, I don't remember which month."

Five minutes later, Jin Yue, who returned to the car, reported what Liu Mengshan had done in the basement to Long Guohai and the others.

When it comes to commercial creativity and ideas, Ling Xueshu and Long Guohai are not far behind when it comes to looking at the whole country, but at this time, the two of them can't help but be stunned by the whims of Liu Mengshan.

After a surprised silence, Long Guohai took a deep breath, rubbed his chin desperately with his hands, and said to Ling Xue and Soho, "I'm sorry, please allow me to swear. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Liu Mengshan, "Boy, I really fucking appreciate you from the bottom of my heart, how about coming over and helping me do things?" ”

"I'm never going to do an office job in my life again." Liu Mengshan shook his head and said.

"You don't have to sit at a desk." Long Guohai shook his head.

"And what do you want me to do?" Liu Mengshan asked.

"It doesn't matter, whatever." Long Guohai smiled and waved his hand, "Do whatever you want, even if it's just to chat with me." I don't know how many years I've seen such a funny guy as you. How about I give you 30,000 yuan a month? ”

"Thirty thousand?" Liu Mengshan seemed to be a little tempted, "Just do something for 30,000 yuan a month?" Are you a bit of a loss? ”

Long Guohai laughed, "Hey, what's the matter, it's all shareholders' money anyway." ”

"If this sentence is heard by reporters, you will be miserable." Ling Xue pointed at Long Guohai with a smile and said.

"It doesn't matter, I have so much negative news that the editor-in-chief of the newspaper is too lazy to read it, and it's not bad." Long Guohai said with a smile.

At this time, Soho, who had not spoken, looked at Liu Mengshan and asked, "Are you very short of money?" How could you take such a big risk to make this kind of money? ”

"This money?" Liu Mengshan looked at the money in the bag, "This money is not mine." ”

"Not yours?" Soho looked at Liu Mengshan puzzled, "Whose is that?" ”

"A friend's of mine." Liu Mengshan replied.

"What friend?" This time, it was Ling Xue's turn to ask.

"I'm also a singing friend. He came here two months to gamble, was wrongfully accused of being a thousand dollars, and had one of his hands cut off. The money was used for his medical expenses. When Liu Mengshan said this, the audience suddenly fell silent, and everyone's expressions became serious.

And at this time, Liu Mengshan suddenly remembered something, he looked at Long Guohai and asked, "I'll give you a job, can you guarantee that others won't cut off my hands?" ”

Long Guohai nodded solemnly, "As long as you are still in Shanghai, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch a single hair of yours." ”

"Okay, 30,000, deal." Liu Mengshan said, pointing ahead, "Turn right from here, Bo'ai Hospital." ”

The next day, Cape Town, South Africa.

South Africa is probably the only country in the world with three capitals.

It is not known whether South Africans have a deep admiration for the separation of powers, or if they have a habit of sharing pork, as is the case with China's growing number of award ceremonies, with their respective judicial, legislative and administrative capitals.

Cape Town, the first city founded by white people during the colonization of South Africa, was the legislative capital of the country.

For good reason, the whites chose Cape Town as the place where their first city was founded, as it was located in a very strategic location on the Cape of Good Hope, overlooking the ships of Europe and Asia.

Cape Town's landscape, surrounded by mountains and the sea, is also a beautiful symbol of South Africa. Among all these landscapes, the most proud of Cape Townese, and also South Africans, is the tbentn (Chinese translated Table Mountain), which is often used by South African political axes to represent the beauty of South Africa.

The beauty of the scenery of Tbentn is stunning, and whenever the top of the mountain is covered with white clouds, it is like a god throwing a tablecloth on the table to prepare a meal, hence the name.

At this time, a few people were sitting in the midst of this world-class beauty, talking about something.

There were three of them, a somewhat old European, a middle-aged Chinese, and a young Chinese.

The young Chinese pointed to the ships passing in the sea in the distance and said to the middle-aged Chinese in Chinese: "Zheng He arrived in East Africa in 115, and he only needs to go a little further to the Cape of Good Hope." But in the end, Zheng He did not come to the Cape of Good Hope. However, he didn't. Next, history gave Zheng He another 18 years of opportunities and Chinese 73 years of opportunities, but they never took this small step. It wasn't until seventy-three years later that Dias came to the Cape of Good Hope, and the scales of history tipped from now on. ”

After hearing this, the middle-aged Chinese smiled, "Yes, it sounds incredible, but sometimes the power of one person can really change history." ”

As soon as the middle-aged Chinese finished speaking, he heard the European say, "No, I don't agree with you. History is a chaotic existence, it has complex conditions and backgrounds, and we cannot analyze it so simply, such as ......"

"Alright, Jordanman, just say your conclusions, I don't care about your thought process, I probably never understand your thought process anyway." The middle-aged Chinese clapped his hands and smiled.

"I don't believe that one person can change an era." Jodeman said succinctly.

After the two of them finished speaking, they unconsciously looked at the young Chinese sitting between them.

The young Chinese did not seem to listen to them, his eyes squinted slightly, and in the harsh sunlight, he looked out at the ships on the ocean, and his thick eyebrows blocked the strong sunlight, leaving a deep shadow between his eyebrows, making it impossible to see what was in his eyes.

"Mr. Song......" The middle-aged Chinese man put his hand on his chin, looked at it for a while, and then shouted tentatively.

At this time, the young Chinese finally said thoughtfully: "One person, can't really change an era?" ”

The Chinese man, known as Mr. Song, spoke in a low voice, but Jordan and the middle-aged Chinese heard it very clearly.

Geudeman glanced at the middle-aged Chinese, turned his head, and looked at this Mr. Song, "We are not changing, we are creating." ”

Mr. Song turned his face slightly and looked at Jordanman, "Creation? ”

"Yes, to create a new era." Jordan nodded with a smile and said.

"A new era?" Mr. Song exhaled softly, "I hope it is a better era than the old era......"

When Mr. Song said this, he suddenly frowned and looked down at his left hand.

"What's wrong? Did the sea breeze here make your left hand ache? The middle-aged Chinese asked with concern, "Why don't we go back?" ”

Mr. Song shook his head gently, "No need, it's a good thing that there is some pain in the body, at least it can make people more sober...... Have you investigated all the information about helium-3? ”

"Yes, it's basically all figured out." The middle-aged Chinese nodded and said, "The Russians originally planned to establish a base on the moon in 2015 and start mining in 2020, but they thought that the Rothschild family and the energy group were in the way, and according to the most optimistic estimates, the Russians would have to wait until 2035 if they wanted to mine helium-3 on the moon." As for the Americans, seven or eight years ago, the then cowboy president said that he would build a base on the moon in 2020. But because of the joint intervention of the three major groups in the United States, at least until the Russians have an eyebrow, the Americans will not have any real movement. ”

"What about the Chinese political axe?" "They are the last country with mining capacity. ”

"Chinese political axe?" The middle-aged Chinese shook his head, "They are very ambitious, but with the mysterious deaths of the top aerospace experts one after another, they are in a difficult situation." ”

"Those people really do everything." Mr. Song said with a sigh.

The middle-aged Chinese said: "Marx said that ten times the profit will make the capitalists kill without hesitation." ”

"The three groups total no more than 10,000 people, and it is really an unforgivable crime to block the progress of the whole world." Jeoderman said indignantly, "This time we must uproot them." ”

"I can't say that, at least the environment of their earth is much better." The middle-aged Chinese laughed and quipped, "The price of oil is one hundred and fifty dollars, so most people don't drive anymore." ”

"But this is only temporary, and if the price of oil of one hundred and fifty dollars continues, then a world war is almost inevitable." "And there is only one result of the Third World War, and that is the disappearance of the earth." ”

Seeing that Jordanman was excited, the middle-aged Chinese were not interested in continuing to be funny, he smiled and raised his hand, "Jordanman, Jordan, don't be so excited." I'm just kidding you. ”

"Jokes?" Jordan pouted dissatisfiedly, "You should know I don't like to joke around with this kind of topic. ”

"Well, I promise you never to make this joke again."

When the middle-aged Chinese said this, he turned his face and looked at Mr. Song with a smile. When he saw Mr. Song at this time, he was accustomed to immersing himself in his own world. But he still sat facing the sea, and his eyes were always on the ships that were staggering across the ocean.

After a long time, Mr. Song sighed lightly and whispered to himself, "Are we Zheng He or Diashi?" ”

(To be continued)