"Brush the bowls, clean the mops, and polish the tables. Let's go, play poker. After Lao Hong finished speaking, he hurriedly beckoned the others to go to the first floor to play cards together.

Wang Can and the three of them were stunned, how did Lao Hong do it just now? Isn't that amazing?

"We're going to have breakfast tomorrow morning, you remember to get up early and get ready." Ning Dongqing quickly accepted the new identity of the little bastard, finished speaking expressionlessly, and followed Lao Hong downstairs.

"I have to eat eggs for breakfast. By the way, remember to cook more vegetables, I haven't eaten vegetables for several days. She gave the little bastard a sympathetic look, and Jaylen went downstairs after instructing.

The little bastard will be in a bad mood, staring at the remaining Wang Can viciously. This kid actually instigated them to kill himself just now, and it's a fire in his belly just now.

In this way, Wang Can was also on the blacklist of the little bastard, ranking second to Lao Hong.

"What else do you want, get out of here after speaking!" The little bastard said impatiently.

"I don't ask for anything. I just don't worry about you, I'm just staring at you. Wang Can replied with a cold face.

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The little bastard's mood is so bad, he just lost several games in a row in a daze, no matter how useless he is. Between being thrown out of the window and being a slave, the little bastard chooses the latter. Under his bargaining, he finally only had to be a slave for a month, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"Get out of here!" The little bastard raised the scissors in his hand, causing Wang Can to take a few steps back in fright.

"You're a slave like that? Dare to scare the owner with scissors!? Wang Can sneered dissatisfiedly.

"You stupid X! I've said that the big man is out of his word, and the horse is hard to chase! You TM stare at the! Get out of here! ”

Seeing the little bastard shouting hysterically, Wang Can decided not to stimulate him anymore. Looking at the little bastard's appearance, it seems that he did accept this result. Although Wang Can was still a little uneasy, he hesitated for a moment and went downstairs.

Soon, the sound of cards was heard on the first floor. Listening to this sound, it is like playing Texas Hold'em.

The little bastard sat limply in his chair, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, the little bastard brought the hot pot back to the table and went to the first floor.

Hearing the movement of the stairs, Wang Can and the others immediately grabbed their weapons and looked at them cautiously. Seeing that the little bastard didn't have a weapon, he was relieved.

"I say, little bastard. If you don't work hard, what are you doing here? Lao Hong glanced at the little bastard and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense! Just let the donkey work, not feed the donkey!? The little bastard walked over to the freezer, picked up the cardboard box with slices of meat and vegetables, and headed back to the second floor.

"That's right, little bastard. What's your name? Jaylin called out to the little bastard who had gone upstairs and asked him.

"Hehe, aren't you little bastards shouting very vigorously, you just keep shouting." The little bastard went upstairs without looking back.

"Hehe, the little kid is the little kid, and he's still angry. Come, ten pounds, do you want it? Lao Hong said, took out a 10-pound note from his bosom and threw it on the table.

Now that the world has become like this, money has become just a waste of paper with numbers printed on it. But Texas Hold'em doesn't have much fun if you don't have chips. So they just played with the waste paper.

The cards on the table are now the 10 of hearts, the ace of spades, and the J of hearts, with two cards still undealt. Everyone had a bunch of one-pound or two-pound coins, but Lao Hong suddenly raised the money to ten pounds.

A few people had seen Lao Hong's luck just now, and they threw away their cards and stopped playing. It's just two pounds at the bottom, and the right is thrown away, and the province loses more.

Lao Hongtao smiled and showed his two cards, a 5 of clubs and a 3 of spades.

"Damn, Lao Hong, you deceived us!" Wang Can threw the card and said dissatisfiedly.

His card actually has a 10 of spades, which is already a very big hand when combined with the cards on the field. As a result, Lao Hong folded directly.

"Hehe, poker is such a thing, it's all about acting." As soon as Lao Hong finished speaking, he heard movement from the stairs again.

"I say, little bastard, why are you not going to eat?" The little bastard walked back with the cardboard box in his arms. Lao Hong saw that he was not in any danger, so he put down the shovel in his hand.

"Your money is mine?!" The little bastard asked, pointing to the black backpack next to the table.

It turned out that after the disaster, the little bastard was probably afraid of living a poor life, and he didn't collect anything but money. Forget about paper money or something, he didn't even let go of those 50P, pound two pound coins, and filled a big bag.

All but a small part of the coins and banknotes in the hands of the four men were found at the supermarket cash register, and the rest were all from the little bastard's backpack. Seeing Lao Hong nodded, the little bastard immediately stopped doing it, threw aside a box of food, and came desperately with his bare hands!

"I said you little bastard, it's not wrong to call you a bastard at all! You're a bastard boss! Lao Hong also stood up, holding the shovel in his hand, and quarreled with the little bastard in dissatisfaction.

"As a big man and a little hero, how can you talk like a fart? Does it still count? "Lao Hong first put a high hat on the little bastard, and then used the agitation method.

"Nonsense, a big man is a man of his word, and he naturally counts as a word!" The little bastard patted his chest and replied without hesitation.

"Then you're a slave now, you know? Everything about a slave belongs to the master, understand? Seeing that the little bastard still looked unconvinced, he had to continue, "Besides, we don't want to take your money. Borrow, you know? I'll put it back for you when you're done playing! We've got a couple of hundred pounds from the cashier, and we'll give it all to you in a moment, okay? Gua baby? ”

After listening to Lao Hong's explanation, the little bastard calmed down a little. Since there will be no less money, but more money, why not? The little bastard is so hungry that he can't take care of that much, so be it.

"I know how much money is in my bag, and if I don't count a few hundred pounds more when I go back, you can wait for me!" The little bastard finished his cruel words, picked up the box of food, and went back to the second floor.

"Hey, you little bastard! How do you talk to the master!? Be careful that you don't have anything to eat! Lao Hong didn't forget to make a joke about the little bastard in the end.

"You say, what is the little bastard doing with so much money? He didn't think the money could be spent, would he? Jaylin asked curiously.

"Now money, in addition to playing as a bargaining chip, is nothing more than a piece of paper. Maybe he thinks the world will return to normal one day. Wang Can said while shuffling the cards.

Lao Hong waved his hand at them and urged.

"He is the real poor and rich, hurry up and deal the cards, deal the cards."