"You don't even look at your hole cards and just admit defeat?" After coming out of the VIP room, the boss complained to me, "Which eye did you see that I lost?" I asked the boss, "Isn't it a loss if you lose all the money?" The boss was puzzled, "Hehe, I have won dignity and trust, and at the same time, the other party will keep the promise made with me, these cannot be measured by money, the most important thing is that I don't lift the hole cards, I don't lose." I gave my own answer, and after listening to my narration, the boss shook his head with a wry smile, after all, our two outlooks on life are different, and it is reasonable for him not to understand.

When I walked to the first floor, I found Zhang Qiang yelling there, "Let go of me, let me tell you, I, my brother Lao Jiu, that is a well-known big man on the road, there is no local person who doesn't know him, if you don't let me go, don't blame my brother for turning his face and not recognizing people in the future." My uncle-in-law is from the local public security bureau, and I can get you to jail with a phone call. My eldest brother used to be a driver for Qiao Siye, have you heard? Let me go! "I'm helpless, this girl is just a few words over and over, it's really hopeless. But no matter how Zhang Qiang threatened, the big men around him were unmoved, and even when one or two big men were impatient to hear it, they would kick Zhang Qiang a few times, of course, the force was not too heavy, just hoping that Ya would shut up.

"Shut up, your wife is hospitalized, and you still run out to gamble, you are also a gentleman." The bald man we saw in the afternoon said to Zhang Qiang with disdain, "Ci Onima, don't go to her, you have the ability to rush at me, do you hear it!" "When Zhang Qiang heard that the other party had looked for Wang Yan, he was very excited, and struggled several times to get rid of the control of these people, but he couldn't succeed, so he began to go crazy." Malegobi, you lords bullied a woman who was about to die, what kind of skills are you, I'm here, if you want to kill or chop you as you like, do you hear, don't go to her, my business has nothing to do with her, I have divorced her a long time ago, did you hear? Zhang Qiang roared hysterically. Just you? If you want to kill and chop, what kind of big man do you think you are, phew! Don't pee on your own, just a person like you is also a man, your wife is going to sell her organs to save you, you are still pretending here, you continue to pretend, maybe your wife will come to save you after selling her organs. In the afternoon, the big man with the tattoo on his arm said to Zhang Qiang mockingly, "Ci Onima, let go of me, I'm going to fight with you!" Zhang Qiang struggled as he spoke, seeing that Jiashi was really planning to fight hard.

I always thought that Zhang Qiang was a scum, a trash among men, a fighter among trash, Oye! Through Zhang Qiang's performance just now, I know that everything has two sides. The third child because of Wang Yan's departure, because of love and resentment, by constantly changing women to anesthetize himself to retaliate against others, while Zhang Qiang through alcohol and gambling to vent his strong love for Wang Yan, if you have to sum it up in one sentence, then the most appropriate should be "a woman's love and hatred!" "I'm so talented, Oyer again!

The boss and I walked quickly to Zhang Qiang's side, and after the bald man in the lead saw the two of us, he respectfully arranged for his subordinates to let go of Zhang Qiang. "Where's my wife? I ask you, how is my wife now? Zhang Qiang, who was let go, grabbed the boss by the collar and asked about his wife with tears in his eyes. Let go, under the public of a big man, crying into this virtue, what kind of system. The boss first broke Zhang Qiang's hand holding his clothes, and then said: "I am Wang Yan's brother, all the time, I can't watch her do stupid things, this time I came to redeem you, you go back and accompany Wang Yan more, she has brain cancer and can't live for a few days." ”

Your uncle, Tian Jian, the person who the little master saved with so much effort was robbed of all the credit by you in a few words, and you can't be authentic. However, Wang Yan actually got brain cancer, which can't be blamed on her, she misses the third child too much, and it is the kind of longing between men and women, after a long time, it is inevitable that there will be accidents, and it is reasonable, but the third child will never know.

Don't say I'm cold-blooded, after all, I only have one side relationship with Wang Yan, and the reason why I come here now is largely because of the third child, and then I just want to meet the boss. I found out that the more I lived, the more indifferent I became, the more self-interested I became, it may be caused by the social environment, or it may be the consequence of work pressure, and the most likely thing should be that my survival instinct requires me to do this, anyway, no matter which of the above, let me clearly know that this time, I am just an outsider bystander, and I will never get involved too deeply.

Zhang Qiang was sitting on the ground crying at the moment, completely ignoring what others thought of him, I glanced at the boss, thinking that this was not a solution, Tian Jian waved his hand, I immediately understood, and the two of us picked up Zhang Qiang and walked quickly to the door.

As soon as the car door was opened, the beautiful table owner ran out, "Jia Shu, please stay." I stopped, looked back at this girl, and thought to myself, maybe this girl has taken a fancy to me, and plans to ask me to come at night, roar! Thinking about it, he still asked politely: "What's the matter?" Belle. The other party ran to my side, adjusted his breathing, and said: "Brother Sun hopes that you can leave your contact information, he said that he has made a friend of yours, and your business will be his business in the future." "Okay, I'm thinking too much, this girl didn't take a fancy to me, I'm so disappointed." 186XXXXXXXX。 After I told the other party my mobile phone number, I returned to the car disappointed, the beauty waved goodbye to us, and the boss started the car and waved at the beauty.

On the way back, Zhang Qiang asked the boss for a box of cigarettes, and then began to smoke one cigarette after another silently. I couldn't stand being choked, and at the same time I felt pity for the man next to me, so I said: "There is such a story to describe the relationship between you, Wang Yan and Jianguo, I think it is very appropriate." When Zhang Qiang heard the third child, his eyes were full of resentment, he took a hard puff of cigarette and spit it out, and then stared at me motionlessly. I ignored his angry eyes and continued to tell the story I had heard, "There was a scholar who loved his fiancée very, very much, but one day before he was about to get married, his wife actually married someone else. The scholar's soul returned to his previous life and came to a beach where there was a naked female corpse, and the first passer-by saw it, shook his head, and then left; When the second passer-by saw this, he took off his clothes, draped them over the body of the woman, and hurried away; When a third passer-by saw it, he dug a pit and buried the woman's body. After reading this, the scholar's soul returned to his body, but he still didn't know the monk's intentions. The monk said, 'That female corpse is your bride in this life, in your previous life, you just put a dress on that female corpse, so the fate of the two of you in this life is so great, and now the man your fiancée is married to is the one who buried her in the previous life, and that is to repay the kindness.' When the scholar had finished listening, he was cured. Seeing Zhang Qiang looking at me puzzled, I explained: "Zhang Qiang, you were the man who dressed Wang Yan in your previous life, and the one who really buried Wang Yan should be the founding of the country." As soon as I finished speaking, Zhang Qiang could no longer suppress his emotions, holding his face with both hands, tears coming out of his eyes.

to be continued