On the mahjong table, Fusheng is very proud, although he has not practiced his secret kung fu for a long time, but now it is still handy to apply. An hour passed, and Fusheng had already won thousands of dollars.

"Fusheng! You've got a lot of luck today! Song Weiwei was very excited when she watched it from the sidelines.

"Hehehe! Fusheng! You're really lucky today! It looks like a few of us are really going to lose badly today! Secretary Song, if you're tired, go and rest first! I booked you a room on the third floor! Zhang Jianjun said to Secretary Song. He was anxious, why didn't this Secretary Song leave? It's better to take Fusheng to the bath and sauna when you go! Find a woman!

"Huh! I'm not tired, it's good to see you guys playing mahjong! I didn't expect Fusheng to really have a set of mahjong play, and his luck was so good. Fusheng! Can you teach me when you have time? Song Weiwei's face was excited. During this meeting, Fusheng won enough money to go to class for a few months.

"Hey, hey! You'd better help me count the money! Hahaha! Fusheng said with a smile. He doesn't like women sitting on the mahjong table all day. Jin Caixia can't get used to playing mahjong Fusheng, but there is no way to say it. How can you let the women around you learn to play mahjong with you.

More than an hour passed, and Fusheng won more than 10,000. A few people's mahjong is not very big, otherwise I am afraid that tens of thousands of dollars will be in hand. Zhang Jianjun didn't lose much, just more than a thousand. Incompetence lost a maximum of seven or eight thousand dollars. Although this money is not a big deal for them, the incompetent person is also very good at mahjong and has a very good memory. Usually lose less and win more, but this is the second time to sit together and play mahjong with Fusheng, and both times they lose a lot. This made Wu Neng a little unable to sit still.

"Oops! It's all this time! Forget it! Let's disperse! Don't play anymore! Go back to rest early, or your wife will have to babble again! Wu Neng pushed mahjong and stood up.

"Let's play a little longer! Stopped playing so soon? Zhang Jianjun was still thinking about letting Song Weiwei rest, and then take Fusheng and the others out to be chic. So I want to play for a while.

"No! Another day! Wu Neng insisted on not playing, and Director Wang next to him also stood up and said goodbye when he saw it.

"Oh well! I'll send you! Fusheng! Do you want to see what you want...... Yes! Zhang Jianjun asked Fusheng tentatively, wanting to see if Fusheng could have the courage to go out chic.

"Director Zhang! Then I'll rest too! Which is my room? Fusheng asked.

"You two are on the third floor in room 307! Then you can rest! I'm going to send them! After Zhang Jianjun finished speaking, he threw over a key, and then went out to send Wu Neng and the two of them.

"No, it won't! Two of us in a room? Song Weiwei looked at Fusheng with wide eyes, and pouted with that expression, not knowing whether she was happy or angry. But Zhang Jianjun has already gone out.

"Let's go check it out! Maybe it's a suite! Hehe! After Fusheng finished speaking, he and Song Weiwei came to room 307 on the third floor.

The room was nice, clean and bright. And there is also a bathroom, so you can take a shower. A large double bed sits in the middle. The bedding on the bed was very neatly arranged there and very tidy.

"Fusheng! This Director Zhang is too much, who does he think of me? You and I were put together! Song Weiwei said angrily, but reached out and closed the door.