With the first dazzling and exciting experience, Fan Kun, who had a strong desire for gambling, was induced step by step by Ah Bao and quickly fell into the gambling quagmire-

In the past three months, under the pretext of "falling in love", he took 10,000 yuan from his mother back and forth, and secretly followed Bao to Chengnan Casino 6 times:

The first two times combined to win 3,000 yuan, he invited Bao to take a sauna, knock on his back, drink, and spend "cheap-money" lavishly, so chic!

Later, for some reason, the gambling luck was carried back, not only lost 10,000 capital, but also asked Abao to guarantee to borrow 10,000 paw money...

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, his mother asked him to "bring his girlfriend to the house for a meal?" The diorama was finally punctured.

The mother was so angry that she lay in bed for two days; The father was so angry that he beat him and admonished him fiercely:

"If you dare to gamble again, break your two 'dog' legs, and then associate with people who don't mess around, just give me - get out, I just don't give birth to you as a 'loser'!"

Fan Kun was deeply afraid of his father's authority, and knew that he could do what he said. Fortunately, I didn't say that I owed a loan shark, otherwise I would have been beaten up now...

"Didn't say" didn't say it, debts can't be erased. He found a few iron buddies and scraped together 14,000 yuan, wanting to settle the debt?

The food stall at the south gate, Fan Kun ordered good wine and food, and waited for the boss of Noble -

"Boss, I've got the money together, could you please give me the 'IOU'?" Fan Kun took out the cash and looked at Ah Baodao.

Ah Bao turned his wine glass and persuaded with a serious look:

"Kun Zai, it's not me talking about you, as the saying goes: where you fall - where you get up. How many games have you played? I retreated. Casinos are like battlefields, and winning or losing is a common thing for gamblers. Don't worry, drink a little wine, I'll play two more handfuls, and I'll take you to win. I'm happy today, I feel lucky! ”

Fan Kun listened to Ah Bao's words, and thought of Ah Bao's good luck - the domineering and proud of killing both parties, and his heart was shaken:

All this money is borrowed, and "when" will it be paid off with the pocket money given by my parents every month? If, as Bao said, gamble for half an hour or accept it when you see it, and don't expect to win 14,000, it is to win one side of the goods, and the pressure of repaying yourself will be much less...

Ah Bao saw that the little young boy was silent, so he raised his glass and said:

"Little brother, come-to-have a drink, go to bad luck-"

Fan Kun hurriedly raised his glass with both hands and stood up and said:

"Boss, I respect you and wish you good luck every day!"

Po put down the wine glass, put a peanut into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and continued to "enlighten":

"The business you do - buy and sell, and there is not necessarily a profit of 20 pips? Follow me, don't bubble - play steadily, you will definitely be able to 'turn the book'! ”

Which gambler doesn't want to turn over the book? How many can really "turn the book"? Most of them are getting deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves, and even end up ruined. It's fattening up a bunch of "opening" ...

Fan Kun poured a full bottle of wine for Bao, sat down and sighed:

"Boss Bao, I want to pull this - I dream of it. Alas... The old man in my family didn't let me 'make money', and he also talked and said that he was going to break my legs, and he was embarrassed to say it? Alas—"

"You're really ignorant and cowardly!" Ah Bao took out two soft Chinese sticks, threw one to the little tender boy and said:

"Broken legs? Interrupted - don't spend money to watch it? You scared you. Think of it this way: no matter how much money he earns, no matter how much money he saves, to whom? — Dead is not 'yours'!

You spend early and late - it's all flowers. Spend money while you are young, you can earn money by playing with flowers, and when you are old, you want to spend - you are bored to spend! You say, don't you? ”

Listening to what Ah Bao said, Fan Kun gambled and was very moved, but he was deceived. The righteous person understands at a glance:

Ah Bao is a crooked-mouthed monk chanting scriptures - evil (oblique) religion (chewing)!

Fan Kun stood up and toasted:

"Boss, you're right, you can't 'people die - the money is still there', so what are you doing with money? Isn't earning money just for spending it for yourself! My old man is an old antique. I did it-"

"You now have a 'book' in your hand, you have the heart not to panic, and you have the instinct to turn the book. Listen to me - that's right. Po did it all:

"There's a kind of—just learn from me, look at me now: eat well, dress well, do what you want to do - what, how chic!"

Fan Kun nodded in admiration, and filled Bao's wine glass again...

The two talked about the "Gambling Sutra" - the fight was hot, and Fan Kun's mobile phone rang?

As soon as he saw that it was the landline at home, he guessed that it was his mother calling:

Since the last "diorama" incident, every time he left the store in the evening and didn't come home for dinner, his mother would call and ask, "Who is he with?" ”。

Fan Kun apologized to the boss and walked to the window to answer the phone—

"Where did you die? Your mother's stomach problem - it's so painful that you can't get back soon-" Father Fan scolded and urged:

He wasn't like this before, and years of business had worn him out of temper, always smiling and soft-spoken. His son was infected with the vice of "gambling" and lost 10,000 yuan of hard-earned money, and he felt distressed for a few days and nights - hatred of iron does not make steel!

As long as he can't see his son during this time, he is angry and anxious...

"I—I won't tell you, you call my mom - answer the phone?" Fan Kun gambled.

"Your mom-your mom is in so much pain that she can't straighten up, and she's still answering the phone. Come back to Lao Tzu! "Father Fan urged.

"I have something to do with a few classmates, I'm not in the city, and I can't 'fly'? You take my mother to the Chinese medicine hospital, and I'll go directly. Fan Kun said stiffly:

He also wanted to go to the book with Po and lie casually!

"Kun'er-Kun'er, I'm an old problem... No, it doesn't matter, you, you'll come back sooner... Yes? A thin woman's voice, intermittent.

Fan Kun heard that it was his mother's voice, and he was so anxious that he was incoherent:

"Mom, Mom, I'll come back as soon as possible, you are in so much pain, hurry up and go to the hospital with my dad? I promise to go right away - to the hospital right away. ”

"Hmm... Hmm" the phone hung up.

Fan Kun grabbed his mobile phone, returned to the dining table, and said anxiously:

"Boss, I'll give you back the money first. I'll go back in a hurry - my mother is sick to death, and I'll play with you next time. ”

Bao said righteously:

"The old man is seriously ill - you have to see it quickly, it costs money to see a doctor. You are not in a hurry to return it, take it and use it first! I guarantee - my boss is assured. You go back first, I'll eat and drink enough before leaving. Tonight 'I please'! ”

"Boss, I said 'treat', how can I talk and don't count. I'll pay the proprietress an extra two hundred yuan, you drink slowly-" Fan Kun picked up the money and said:

"Even the principal with interest '13,000', can you click on it? My mom goes to the doctor - the old man has money. ”

Ah Bao took the cash and put it in his hand, yin**:

"Hmph-ten thousand, I'm afraid that the little brother has miscalculated?"

Fan Kun saw that Bao's face changed color, not a joke, and quickly took out 5 100 sheets, explaining:

"Ten thousand, the interest is 100 a day; For 30 days a month, the interest should be three thousand. I remember the time... These 500 will give you 'buy cigarettes to smoke'-"

"30 days—that's right. Paw money is 'profitable', not your algorithm. You're going to pay back 'thirteen thousand four hundred and seventy dollars,' right? Ah Bao glared at the copper coin and said:

"It's the boss's money - it will be calculated, and I can't charge less '1 cent'."

Fan Kun's face was red and his ears froze—

He brought 14,000, hoping to pay off the "loan shark", and asked Boss Bao to eat and drink well, and then put a cigarette with a mouthful. Now that I count it, the money for food is gone...