Chapter Eighty-Six: The Cold Sedan Chair

"Nowadays, most of the gambling house business is similar, why don't we join forces to do a big vote and become the first gambling house in the world?" Mu Jinxi's eyebrows were bright, and the words she said carried a demagogic feeling.

Zhao Chen lowered his head and was silent, not interested between his eyebrows.

"Brother Zhao, don't be in a hurry to refuse. Listen to me first. Mu Jinxi explained the principle of mahjong, Zhao Chen listened, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he asked anxiously, "Can you make this thing?" ”

Mu Jinxi shook her head, "I just have an idea now, how about I ask Brother Zhao to play together when it's done?" ”

Zhao Chen's heart moved, his eyes were suspicious, and he asked one more question, "Why did you call me such a good thing?" ”

Mu Jinxi shook the fan in his hand and slammed Zhao Chen's shoulder, looking like a good brother, "Brother Zhao, you are not real!" ”

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes at Zhao Chen, "Lord Zhao Xizhi is strong in the capital, don't say you don't know him!" The prime minister is your uncle again, your identity can be said to be calling for wind and rain in the capital, such a big background, as long as you get through the upper echelons, then our business will not be a lot of money! ”

Mu Jinxi brought him a high hat, Zhao Chen listened, his face was proud, and then he was a little relieved, this person has a plan, it is better than nothing! He has been in the casino for so many years, and he understands a truth, people who are not greedy are the most terrible!

After thinking about it, he said, "Then I'll give it a try!" ”

Yi Cen and Pan An on the second floor silently looked at Mu Jinxi, who was chatting with Zhao Chen downstairs, and glanced at each other, both of them were shocked in each other's eyes.

Just occupied the identity of the second master of the tens of thousands of gambling pavilions, and made friends with the boss of the thousand plug pavilions, what is this woman going to do!

Bidding farewell to Zhao Chen, Mu Jinxi walked upstairs.

"What did you say to Zhao Chen just now, so happy?" Yi Cen looked at Mu Jinxi with a curious expression.

He just felt that this woman was full of puzzles, and people couldn't help but want to find out.

"Taught him a new way of gambling." Mu Jinxi repeated the mahjong game he just said, and finally stuck out his tongue mischievously, "Pan'an, why am I also for the future development of the gambling house, you won't blame me for making my own decisions, right?" ”

"What if I'm weird, aren't you done yet?" Pan An was helpless, and before he could heal his leg, he had already begun to think about using the gambling house to make money, should she say that she was confident or arrogant?

Then thinking about what Mu Jinxi had just said, he said with a straight face, "I'll try to build a pair according to what you said, it sounds good!" ”

Mu Jinxi nodded proudly, her cunning appearance was like a scheming fox!

Several people greeted each other for a while, and agreed to come over to diagnose their legs in seven days, and then said goodbye.

As soon as Mu Jinxi went out of the door, he bumped into a man head-on. The man hurriedly apologized and left.

Mu Jinxi lowered her head and looked at the note that was stuffed into the palm of her hand, "Tomorrow's banquet, you must be careful!" ”

The words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, with the master's unique wanton and arrogantness!

Mu Jinxi was surprised, tomorrow's banquet? How did she not know?

There was a faint ambergris on the tip of her nose, Mu Jinxi held the note tightly and put it on her chest.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mu Jinxi's mouth unconsciously rose, evoking a sweet arc, and her mood jumped a little......