As soon as Ah Zhi saw the match, his eyes lit up like the flames of a match, and then he wondered: Is this what the ice spirit put here? Since foreign fire dominated the market in Shanghai, this kind of match can only be seen in the countryside, and I didn't expect to have a box in my office.

"Just to use it to relieve boredom!"

Ah Zhi looked at the box of matches, like a boy who saw a toy car, he was so happy that he immediately spit out the cigarette in his mouth, took the match and started playing.

"Poof—z—"

The match was lit at once, Ah Zhi took it and turned it in his hand to look at it, a streamlined throw, the match head gently kissed the ashtray full of water, and died with a scream.

"That's accurate!"

Ah Zhi admired his eyesight.

The spark was instantly extinguished in the water, a wisp of white smoke rose up, and the whole room was filled with the smell of burnt firewood. Ah Zhi likes to hear that voice the most, "Z-", just like electricity, the pores of the whole body open instantly, shake off the exhaustion of the body, and then close it comfortably, is there anything more comfortable than this?

At this moment, Ah Zhi forgot his troubles, got rid of his anxiety, and immersed himself in the comfort of listening to the sound of the spark when he fell. He polished another one, threw it into the ashtray again, and with another "Z-" a match died. Then one by one, and soon the little ashtrays were piled up on a hill of small matchsticks.

"Knock knock."

Bing Ling pushed the door in, and when he saw Ah Zhi, he shouted:

"Mr. Shen, you are really here, I thought you wouldn't come so early!"

"Not long after I came, help me go to the cafeteria and bring a breakfast."

Bing Ling smiled sweetly, made an "OK" gesture with her right hand, shook her long hair, and walked out of the office. After a while, she came back with a bamboo basket, which contained a sun egg, two scallion pancakes, and a large bowl of hot and fragrant porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork.

"Thank you, Ice Spirit."

Bing Ling put down the basket and brought out the porridge, cakes, eggs and side dishes one by one, this breakfast was prepared according to the level of the staff, and the water card was written to eat every day.

This scallion pancake is Ah Zhi's favorite, the lard in it is not greasy at all, the salt flowers are just right, the tongue licks, the mouth melts, and a thick meat aroma gradually spreads with the stirring of the tongue, which is really an endless aftertaste.

"Hey, what are you eating!"

Today, Ah Zhi looked at this table of delicious breakfast, and couldn't raise his appetite at all, according to the past, he had already gobbled up a scallion oil flatbread in one hand, but what happened today, why did he suddenly become anorexic? The porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork slowly cooled, and the porridge on the surface had congealed, like frozen river water.

A spoon "squeaked" to pierce this layer of porridge film, a spoonful full of shiny porridge was scooped up, Ah Zhi swallowed a mouthful, and then tore open a scallion pancake, and took a big bite, leaving a big tooth mark on the cake.

"Bite you, bite you."

Ah Zhi was biting the scallion pancake, and he was ruthless, taking two bites of three bites, and a large cake was gnawed clean.

If only the troubles could be gnawed like scallion pancakes, eat them in your stomach and pull them out again, and you won't have any worries. But yes, troubles are troubles. The troubles continue to disappear, and the troubles become more and more.

After a while, Bing Ling came in to clean up the table, and saw some matchsticks scattered on the small coffee table, and then saw that there was a hill of matchsticks piled up in the ashtray, like a white bone corpse, what is wrong with Mr. Shen? Such an adult is still playing with matchsticks.

Bing Ling finished cleaning up the table and went to clean up the coffee table again.

"Ice Spirit, do you have any matches?"

Ah Zhi shouted at Bing Ling's back, he was sitting behind the desk with Erlang's legs crossed, but he looked anxious. Bing Ling guessed that he was probably too annoyed by the casino and wanted to find something to vent, so he replied:

"Yes, Mr. Shen, I'll go get it, how many boxes do I want?"

"Take as much as you want."

What is he going to do? When Bing Ling handed a packet of matches to Ah Zhi, he was about to open his mouth to persuade him, but Ah Zhi asked her to bring the largest ashtray and fill it with water.

Mr. Shen ...... Don't worry too much! ”

When Bing Ling put down the ashtray, he raised his head and persuaded Ah Zhi, Bing Jing's translucent eyes were glowing with true love, it was a woman's sincere statement.

Ah Zhi didn't speak, nodded his head, and seemed to accept Bingling's persuasion, waving his hand to let her out. Bing Ling hesitated and pressed the doorknob, glanced at Ah Zhi uneasily, walked out of the house, closed the door gently, and sighed: Why didn't anyone help Mr. Shen come up with an idea? Where have so many people in the Lin family gone? I'm also stupid, and I can't share Mr. Shen's troubles.

"Poof—z—"

"Poof—z—"

"Poof—z—"

Match after match was lit, thrown down, and extinguished by flooding.

Ah Zhi repeated this action mechanically, his gaze fixed on the distance. He was thinking about a plan, and when he reached the hundredth match, the solution suddenly flashed.

"I know what to do."

Ah Zhi shouted excitedly, patted his head, shook his whole body, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't wait to take out a blank piece of paper from the drawer, bite open the cap of the pen, and write intently.

Soon, the casino manager received a call from Ah Zhi. Soon, the casino took a new countermeasure, and soon, all the thieves were eliminated silently. Ah Zhi solved this tricky matter by himself, and his self-confidence increased greatly.

So what exactly did Ah Zhi do? As soon as he made a move, it worked so well, to this extent, even Ah Zhi didn't expect it, it was really the Eye of God who saw Ah Zhi and pointed him out a clear way.

A few days later, Ah Zhi came to the casino to inspect the situation, and the manager reported to him the implementation effect of the countermeasures.

"Mr. Shen, this method is wonderful."

The manager gave a thumbs up as he spoke, smiling flatteringly. is really born with a servile appearance, a charming body, as if he has a sycophant living in his body, and what he is best at is patting sycophants and pleasing people.

Ah Zhi listened to this kind of flattery too much, he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, he had a cigarette in his mouth, and was about to look for a fire, when the manager saw that he was busy taking out a silver cartier bag silver file pattern gas lighter from his jacket pocket, and lit the fire with a "snap", carefully put the lighter to Ah Zhi's mouth, and lit the fire for Ah Zhi with both hands.

"This lighter is so exquisite!"

Ah Zhi took a puff of cigarette and looked at it to see if the lighter was good or not—it was bright and bright, what a love object. After having money, Ah Zhi collected a lot of precious knick-knacks, no less than ten lighters, French, American, British, silver, copper, iron, carving, silver, gilded oil.

As soon as he was free, he took it out and played with it. Once a person has a love for things, he also has weaknesses, and Ah Zhi likes this kind of delicate and precious gadgets, which are generously expressed in front of people.

From his eyes, the manager read Ah Zhi's love for this lighter, of course, he couldn't let go of this opportunity to slap the boss, took out a white handkerchief to wipe the fuselage twice, and said to Ah Zhi with a smile:

"Mr. Shen, little gadgets, I'll give you if you like it."

"This ...... It's not good. ”

Ah Zhi shirked it, but his eyes were firmly nailed to the lighter, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly, how interesting it should be to hold this exquisite lighter in front of him. The manager smiled knowingly, spread it out to Ah Zhi's hand, and said:

"Mr. Shen, this is yours, look at Nong, how much talent you have like Nong."

"Huh."

The manager was half-bent and tried his best to please Ah Zhi.

I really like it, this little lighter, as soon as I got it in my hand, it was firmly attracted to my eyes, Ah Zhi no longer refused, thanked the manager, and accepted it with a smile, then I remembered that there was something important I didn't ask, so I asked:

"How many people have registered?"

"Mr. Shen, wait, I'll go get the registration book."

I brought a thick book, and there was a line of large letters on the cover: Real-name admission registration book.

That's how it works. Manager Ah Zhiming registers everyone who enters the casino and makes business cards for them with their names and photos printed on them, so that customers must show their business cards the next time they come back. In this way, whoever comes to the casino, the manager can know in his heart, and he is not afraid that there will be thieves pretending to be customers and stealing, which is a good method.

"So many people?"

"Yes, Mr. Shen, it's only been less than three days!"

Ah Zhi took the register and looked at it, page after page, and there was nothing wrong with these registered people. Looking at it, Ah Zhi's eyes suddenly rolled: I was shocked, I did clean up the thieves, but it also let them slip away, the thieves will not register on this, so how to find their traces?

"Mr. Shen, is there any problem?"

The manager observed Ah Zhi's expression and saw that he frowned, thinking that there was something wrong with the register. Ah Zhi closed the book, raised his hand, and said:

"You're doing a great job, there's nothing wrong with this register."

The manager breathed a sigh of relief, still standing with his hands folded.

Ah Zhi stood up and turned the lighter in his hand, and the lighter hit the palm of his hand one by one, knocking on the uneasiness in Ah Zhi's heart.

It is said that the thief will not dare to make trouble in the future, and it is enough for the casino to be clean, but Ah Zhi faintly felt that this matter was not over yet, and Mr. Lin and Brother Ming ignored it, because they didn't think about it in detail, and naturally thought that it was me, the vice president, who would not handle things casually, but I was thoughtful, no, I had to pull out the big mouse behind them.

Ah Chi was pacing around the room, and the manager was pacing behind his ass. Suddenly, Ah Zhi turned around, and the two almost collided. Ah Zhi asked the manager:

"Is there any suspicious person at the door of the casino lately?"

The manager shook his head:

"No, I'll let those doormen keep an eye on me next time."

"Don't talk about next time, you must catch the thief within ten days, otherwise something else will happen in the future."

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