Chapter Forty-Eight: Shameful? (2)

Connected the phone, Huang Bo's voice came from the other end.

"Old Meng, where is it?"

Meng Shicheng told the address of the small hotel, and was about to ask him what was going on, but the other party had already hung up the phone.

The small hotel was not far from the venue, and five minutes later, Huang Bo, who was smiling all over his face, walked in, his head shining with Mediterranean oil.

"Old Meng! When you make money, you invite someone to eat this? Be a little stingy! As soon as Huang Bo sat down, his mouth began to count.

"Haha! The food here is very authentic, you can taste it! Meng Shicheng beckoned the boss to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks, stretched out the chopsticks and put some 'big rescue' into the bowl.

Huang Bo was not polite, picked it up and put it in his mouth and chewed it, it tasted really good, and he couldn't help but take a few more bites.

"Not bad, right? Would you like some rice wine? Meng Shicheng smiled and handed over a can of bamboo tube rice wine, and Huang Boyang poured a few sips around his neck, which was sweet and smooth, much stronger than those in those big hotels.

"Say, what are you doing in a hurry to find me?" Meng Shicheng looked at Huang Bo with a smile, as far as he knew, this old boy was definitely a master who had nothing to do but ascend to the Three Treasures Palace.

Huang Bo finished sucking a piece of chopsticks and rice noodles and said, "Old Meng! We held a drinking party tonight, I want you to participate, we have made a lot of money in this gambling stone competition, we can't be farted in the nest to play alone, what is it called giving back to customers, no matter whether you win or lose, everyone can get together and have some fun......"

"Stop, you know that I am most tired of this kind of occasion, it is nothing more than a group of rich people pulling together to drink and gamble for money, it's not that I refute your face, everyone has been friends for so many years, and you also know that the surname Meng is not touched except for gambling stones."

Meng Shicheng smiled indifferently and interrupted Huang Bo's words.

Huang Bo smiled and said: "Lao Meng, this time you should give me a face, go on a trip, make a few small bets, if you lose, it will be mine, and if you win, you will take it." ”

Meng Shicheng looked at Huang Bo, frowned, and said, "Did someone ask you to call me over?" Our friends for more than ten years, just say anything, why bother around the bend! ”

Huang Bo showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, nodded and said: "Yes, the thing surnamed Bai said that if you go, he will take hundreds of millions to gamble, and I can earn tens of millions just by pumping water, so I should give me a face, go and play a few handfuls, it's shameful to have money and force it!" ”

Meng Shicheng shook his head, and was about to refuse, but Tang Guobin on the side interjected: "Go and go, let Qingzi gamble with him, just rely on our brother's luck, you can kill that white thing compared to the size, and lose until he pulls his pants ......"

Huang Bo said with a smile: "This is right, the luck of the champion of the Gambling Stone Contest is better than that guy surnamed Bai."

"As long as you go, no one dares to play moths at the gambling table, and the surname Huang still has this thing." Huang Bo glanced at Tang Guobin with a smile, and patted his chest vigorously to reassure.

Meng Shicheng hesitated, and then Xu Qing said lightly: "I don't care, it's not too much for someone to send money." ”

Xu Qing doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of things, the repeated provocations surnamed Bai made him feel a nameless anger in his heart, in his opinion, as long as the surname Bai does not come out, it is no different from giving money.

"Haha! It's shameful to have money and not make money, but our brothers are murderous gentlemen, don't let people look down on you. Tang Guobin laughed loudly, Huang Bo's classic line he learned and used it lively.