This one
On this day, Peng Cheng called Beibei, it was the middle of the night, it was the middle of the night when she could no longer go out, the bright moon hung high in the thick darkness, with the clear clear sky of April, and the soft white light that was not very bright. He spoke in a slurred manner, but he could still hear the urgency of restlessness and restlessness, he said that he said that he met a person in an Internet café, this person was a partner of their Internet café, he said that he was very safe, and he had been selling game cards in the Internet café for a long time, and he was a capable uncle.
Peng Cheng couldn't wait to let Bei Bei know that it was this person who was about to open a new era for them to make a fortune. Happiness comes too quickly, or maybe it's too ragged to make it impossible to see the truth, but if you recognize it, it's all different. You know, it can bring so much, they can get married, they can have their own life, their own house, their own children, but only if they need to chisel this person and let him give them both this start.
Hmph, it all starts with a new beginning.
"Daughter-in-law, don't hesitate, Uncle Li recently got a new job. ”
Bei Bei understood what Peng Cheng meant, maybe this was also a beginning for Uncle Li, if that was the case, then they were the same people who ate crabs first. This first-come, first-served is so important to anyone, for everything, these Beibei also understand, but this new job, the original is not very new, but it can be regarded as fresh, the key is fresh in the form.
"Daughter-in-law, keep pace with the times, only people with vision and courage can make money. Peng Cheng prides himself on being such a visionary and courageous person, he said that Uncle Li has a private game website, not a game like a legend, but a game of fishing machine gambling on the Internet.
"That's not going to work. Bei Bei angrily vetoed, and at the same time, a trace of confusion rose in her heart, it was still gambling, she couldn't believe in those things anymore, it was not an opportunity at all, it was a trap that harmed people.
"No, never, don't you understand? Don't even think about it. So she said it again, and she still felt very bad.
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Peng Cheng is obsessed with making money, his brain is active, and there are naturally many ways to make money, and his strange and exquisite heart is always transparent. Uncle Li came in the middle of the night as usual, and made up some point cards as usual, and he made up all the point cards of any game, and he was not picky. On this day, Peng Cheng sold a special card, which only had red and white colors on the surface, not a single Chinese character, not a single English word, not a single word, and it was as simple as if it was saved by himself and his family, and it was cut by hand with a plastic pad.
The old man who bought the card didn't play in the Internet café, he wrapped all the red and white cards, gave Peng Cheng 1,100 yuan, and never came back after he went out. In the evening, Uncle Li came to repair the card, and it was also a red and white cardboard, not only that, but the card didn't even have a plastic sheet.
"Uncle, what kind of game is this?"
Peng Cheng held the card board and asked, the curiosity in his heart became heavier. He watched Uncle Li count the money as usual, still looking unmoved, and then the old man glanced at Peng Cheng from the corner of his eyebrows and said, "Website." ”
"Web games!" Peng Cheng continued his question, putting his fist around his uncle's shoulder, trying to get him to speak faster.
Uncle Li insisted on counting the money, he unbuttoned the two buttons in the direction of the neckline of the padded jacket, and put his hand into the inside of the coat. The collar of the coat had long since lost its original color, and it was a little dark, but it was not dirty, like a washed color. He collected the money, didn't speak, and gestured to Peng Cheng to bring a piece of paper, and took another pen. This old guy's handwriting is really good-looking, but he is a little dazzled, leaning back, looking at the paper for a long time, writing an English website with a very Chinese pen style, and then, he pointed to the words on the paper, and the bits and pieces on his face were confidently tangled together: "This." ”
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That night, Peng Cheng opened a card by himself, a card with no words in red and white, a card of 100 yuan, Peng Cheng had no money, it was Song Xiangnan who opened it for him.
After midnight, Xiang Nan came, she rubbed a pale pink lipstick, a layer of oily paste, evenly applied to her thin and unsympathetic lips, quite good-looking. She didn't go to the bar to turn on the machine, the two of them knew each other so well, there was no need to be reserved. She walked over, the sound of the heel of her shoe tapping on the ground, she stood next to Peng Cheng, gently hunched her waist, her long hair was on his arm, itchy, the young man said, "What do you think this is?"
The website left by Uncle Li opened as soon as it was opened, it was a colorful new world, like all private clothes, making simple 2D pictures, unremovable grids, but it still deeply attracted Peng Cheng. He looked up at her, his eyes were gloomy, he was sincerely comfortable, he reached out and hugged her to sit on his lap, and stretched his body back hard: "Xiangnan, you must have never seen this." ”
"What is this?" Xiang Nan took a closer look, Peng Cheng smiled silently, he clicked on a room, there was a green interface, and a green oval was scattered with playing cards in the middle: "Stud?" Xiang Nan seemed to understand, she spoke like that, as if she was disdainful after knowing it.
"Okay, Professor Song, you know everything!" I had to look at her impressed, Peng Cheng still remembered the first time he mentioned the casino to Beibei, the girl's big empty eyes, she stared at herself, innocent like a fool, she could only dodge and flutter.
"What's not to know about this, stupid pigs like you? Do you like to play this? How good it is for you to play JJ games, this picture is too bad. ”
The light of the computer screen covered Xiang Nan's palm-sized face, the undulating bag pit, mixed with unexpected shadows, from Peng Cheng's fourteen or fifteen degrees of oblique angle, the numb column was very uncomfortable, and the young man decisively turned his head: "Uncle Li did it, he can win money." ”
"Then you have the money to play?"
Xiang Nan made no secret of his ridicule, so that Peng Cheng couldn't condone it. "Cut!" the young man swiped to close the game interface: "If I don't go home, my mother can give me money, she just stuck me with the money and let me go back!"
"Cut, cut what cut, come less. Xiang Nanteng sat up from Peng Cheng's lap, took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table: "Don't always look like I owe you something, it's because you don't like to go back, okay? ”
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If you don't win, can Peng Cheng not win? Twenty minutes in, twenty minutes out, he called Uncle Li, and the money was transferred to Xiang Nan's bank card. Peng Cheng stood on the steps opposite the Internet café and watched her walk upstairs, the sensor lights lit up layer by layer, and it was dark layer by layer, until she opened the window of the balcony, stretched out her hand, and retracted it again.
The young man came back and sat in the bar, the wind in the middle of the night was bone-chilling, and he was a little cold, but his hands were shaking with excitement. The brain is full of the colorful colors, and the little rabbit is jumping and cute, like a woman's labor pains during childbirth, and bursts of penetration.
He opened the JJ game and started playing, and the next day, he still played the JJ game for another day with trembling hands, and lost hundreds of thousands of game coins in his account.