MTL - My Years As a Car Dealer-Chapter 15 : little man

Chapter 0015: The villain's ambition

"It's boring to play so little, why don't we play Guangdong mahjong and go over it?" Zhang Chen won 50 yuan from Tang Hongbo, which made Lai Wu very unhappy. Anyway, there was a joint cheating between the upper house and the lower house, and he didn't believe in winning. Without Zhang Chen, Zhang Kou wanted to change the rules of mahjong and play Guangdong mahjong, which can be added even more.

Lai Wu has been staring at Zhang Chen sullenly. Zhang Chen knows that Lai Wu's grandson is targeting him. He has the blessing of mahjong skills. I dare to play with you when you play cosmic mahjong. Who is afraid of who?

"I'm fine." Zhang Chen smiled and spread his hands relaxedly, indicating that it didn't matter.

"Guangdong Mahjong?" Manager Wang, the good man, felt a sigh of relief in his heart. He noticed the smell of gunpowder between Zhang Chen and Lai Wu, and hurriedly settled the situation, "Everyone is a colleague.

Under the dissuasion of Manager Wang, Lai Wu's attempt to change the rules failed, and he secretly cursed Manager Wang for being nosy and worrying.

The poker game began again. Zhang Chen's cards were similar to the previous game, with one for each of the red center, white board, and east wind, west wind, north wind, south wind, fifty thousand, a pair of three cakes, and three of fifty thousand.

Zhang Chen's last home, Tang Hongbo, opened the cards first.

After touching the cards, Tang Hongbo paid special attention to Lai Wu's gestures, knowing that his right hand holding his nose stretched out his little finger, wanting ten thousand.

Tang Hongbo didn't have 10,000, so he had to play the single "North Wind" casually.

"Touch." Zhang Chen took the "North Wind" and typed out the whiteboard with ease.

Zhang Chen touched the first card?

Lai Wuqi was so angry that he stepped on Tang Hongbo's feet, crushing it hard, and Tang Hongbo grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to cry out in pain.

Hao Qiang didn't have 10,000, so he played the useless "West Wind".

Lai Wu couldn't use "West Wind", so he leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch the card.

Just as he was about to touch the card, Zhang Chen suddenly shouted, "Touch".

"Fuck, why did you touch it again?" Lai Wu cursed, helplessly retracting his body and leaning on the back of the chair, Hao Qiang was obliterated by his gloomy eyes.

Hao Qiang felt a chill in his neck, and he was helpless. Who would have thought that Zhang Chen would touch it twice.

Zhang Chen hit the red, and it was Hao Qiang's turn to draw the cards.

Still not having the 10,000 Lai Wu wanted, Hao Qiang casually played "South Wind".

Zhang Chen smiled and didn't respond. Lai Wu lowered his head and leaned over to touch the cards. Just when he was about to touch the mahjong, he heard Zhang Chen shout the word "touch".

"Damn it, I've seen a ghost." Lai Wu cursed again in his heart. He kept leaning over to draw the cards for five seconds, staring at Zhang Chen, who was facing him. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Also let yourself draw cards?

"I'm sorry, I've had two of you in a row." Zhang Chen picked up Nanfeng and didn't forget to tease Lai Wu.

Lai Wu was so angry in his heart that the old blood in his chest went straight to his forehead, but he didn't have an excuse to get angry, it was really uncomfortable.

Lai Wu straightened his body with difficulty, folded his arms around his chest, and said viciously, "If you have the ability, touch yourself before I touch the cards."

"That's a good idea!" Zhang Chen was deliberately angry, staring at him and laughing non-stop, dismantling the pair of three tubes and throwing them out, "Three tubes."

"Touch." Tang Hongbo, who was sitting in Zhang Chen's upper house, hurriedly picked up the three tubes, turned his face and gave Lai Wu a smug look.

His own people finally opened, and Lai Wu, who was dazed by Zhang Chen's anger, felt a little better, and also winked at him and asked him to fight hard, trying to make Zhang Chen lose.

Zhang Chen didn't touch the nine-pipe shot by Tang Hongbo, and Lai Wu was even more happy, thinking that your boy's luck is finally over.

Lai Wu, who had regained his confidence, covered his nose with his right hand again, stretched out his little finger, and urged Hao Qiang to feed himself the cards quickly.

Zhang Chen has systematic blessings, how can he not see the tricks of Lai Wu's tricks, laugh at their tricks with contempt, and touch another piece of chicken. After collecting three cards, he played the remaining three cards.

"Huh?" Tang Hongbo was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone playing cards like this before and asked curiously, "You play a pair of three barrels?"

"If you don't, you have to fight."

Tang Hongbo couldn't see through Zhang Chen's thoughts and routines, so he nodded in agreement: "That's true, that's true."

Hao Qiang was touched twice by Zhang Chen, and he was overwhelmed by psychological shadows.

Zhang Chen smiled, but did not respond quietly. When Lai Wu leaned over and stretched out his hand to touch the cards, he shouted, "Don't move, open the kong."

After speaking, Zhang Chen ignored Lai Wu staring at his fire-breathing eyes, picked up Yaoji and put it in front of him. His cards were left with one Dongfeng and three fifty thousand.

When opening the kong to draw another card, Zhang Chen deliberately rubbed the drawn card for a long time, with a smile on his face as bright as a summer flower.

Lai Wu was stunned by Zhang Chen's laughter, his heart was pounding, his eyes widened and he stared at the back of Zhang Chen's hand, exclaiming inwardly, wouldn't he be touching himself?

Zhang Chen was chattering, but Lai Wu couldn't help it. He shouted at him, "Is the card good? It took so long?"

"No, it's a flower." Zhang Chen waved the orchid in his hand towards Lai Wu, and looked at his old face with tears and mourning, and felt very comfortable.

Zhang Chen drew another card, but still did not reveal it in time, and repeatedly rubbed the flipped card with his fingers.

Lai Wu couldn't stand the torture, his heart was beating wildly, he stood up, lowered his head and stared at Zhang Chen's hand.

He was really afraid. If he touched himself in the morning, the three companies would have to pay him more than 100 yuan. He didn't sell a car today, and he didn't get a commission. Today's salary was not enough.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous." Zhang Chen showed his card and said to Lai Wu with a smile, "It's a flower again."

"Humph." Instead of touching himself, Lai Wu let out a long sigh, and sat back in the chair heavily, his chest heaving violently, and Zhang Chen was frightened just now.

"This kid is amazing!" Manager Wang, who had been standing beside him, stared at Zhang Chen, and his heart turned violent. He guessed that Zhang Chen's good luck did not appear out of thin air.

It must be the first-class technique of shuffling and stacking cards, and the ability to count cards and record cards is extraordinary, so as to control the rhythm of the upper house and the lower house, and the opponent who is running has nothing to do. touch cards.

What is a master?

What is the God of Gamblers?

did you see it?

This is the master, this is the **** of gamblers.

Who dared to question Zhang Chen's gambling skills, and slapped him in the face.

"Pleasure value from colleague Wang Keqiang: 3000"

The system's prompt sound just sounded in Zhang Chen's mind, and then he received the system's prompt:

"Deducting 3000 pleasure points, the host still owes 2000 pleasure points."

Damn, the system's response is really fast, Zhang Chen slandered the system, and drew another card, this time directly on the mahjong table: "Open the hidden kong."

"Hey..." Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo gasped at the same time, staring at the two flowers in front of Zhang Chen, one open and one hidden, dumbfounded.

In their hearts, they secretly prayed that the gods and Buddhas passing by would not let Zhang Chen touch them.

"Happiness value from colleague Lai Wu: -1000"

"Happiness from colleague Hao Qiang: -500"

"Pleasure value from colleague Tang Hongbo: -500"

Zhang Chen's cards are like a broken bamboo, and the overall situation has been decided.

Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo were suppressed by Zhang Chen's momentum and lost their fighting spirit.

Where do they still want to win Zhang Chen?

Where can I still take care of my comrades?

Every time Zhang Chen drew a card, he would attract the attention of Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo, and they were frightened.

One by one, they were afraid of firing guns, and it was almost Zhang Chen playing cards. As long as there were a few of them, even if they split into pairs, the popular ones would follow along. They just wanted to be no artillerymen and not be the unlucky guy who lost money alone.

"Aren't you holding a card?" Zhang Chen just drew a card and smiled at Lai Wu, "If you don't play it, I'll find it myself."

"Self-touching?" The expected result finally came. Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo screamed at the same time. Their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, with a strong disbelief, and they looked like they had seen a ghost. Appearance, staring at Zhang Chen motionless.

Especially Lai Wu's face convulsed like white paper in the wind, the veins on his forehead jumped wildly, and his eyes were full of viciousness and unwillingness.

"Okay, I'll take a look at it." Zhang Chen didn't throw the three people's murderous gazes, and said to himself, "Mixed, right and right Hu, Xiao Sixi, two bars, two flowers, ouch , I rarely play Cantonese mahjong, what should I do?"

"I know, I know." Lai Wusan was trembling all over, and Zhang Hu, who was kicked away by them, was overjoyed. He had never seen such a wonderful game before, so he shouted as if to answer, "Ninety-sixth, And touch yourself."

"Pleasure value from colleague Zhang Hu: 1000"

"Deducting 1000 pleasure points, the host still owes 1000 pleasure points."

"Ninety-sixth? Plus self-touch?"

Lai Wu and the others came back to their senses, looked at Zhang Chen in disbelief, as if he had heard it wrong, collapsed in the chair with trembling lips, and kept repeating: This... how is this possible?

"Yes, and self-touching, I almost forgot. Thank you." Zhang Chen also remembered it, patted his forehead and said to Lai Wu, "I'm sorry, after so many hits, you still I haven't touched a card."

"Go away." Lai Wu didn't have the confidence to play with Zhang Chen, so he used the honest man Zhang Hu to get out of his mind and screamed for him to get out.

Lai Wu's face was extremely gloomy, his face was full of suffocation, and a wave of anger was boiling, and it exploded with a bang.

At the same time, he was also frightened. Ninety-six, plus self-touching, he no longer dared to calculate how much he had to lose.

Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo were even more unbearable than Lai Wu.

One covered his head with double images in front of his eyes, so scared that he was about to faint.

One clutched his chest, gasping for breath, as if he was having an asthma attack.

"Hey, Hong Bo, what's wrong with you?" Manager Wang hurriedly walked around the mahjong table, caressed Tang Hongbo's chest, and glanced at Zhang Chen reproachfully, "You're not playing Guangdong mahjong, so what's extra?"

"That's right!" The three people who were just like the dead father just now burst into a red light and laughed, and then stood up abruptly and screamed.

They remembered that Manager Wang tried his best to prevent him from playing cards according to the rules of Guangdong Mahjong!

Lai Wu let out a long breath, staring at Zhang Chen's eyes full of resentment, his pupils could not help shrinking, this kid must have done it on purpose, and he was confused by his anger.

Zhang Chen didn't move, staring straight at Lai Wu, as if he were looking at an idiot!

"Okay, okay, it's about to start, don't play mahjong." Manager Wang, afraid of another moth, waved his hand like a sheep, and threw the crowd towards the table, "Singing is better than playing cards."

Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo had long lost the courage to continue playing poker. Manager Wang's words sounded like the sound of nature, giving them ample excuses to escape, and they all got up and left.

When the others stopped playing, Zhang Chen also stood up. He didn't ask for the money he wanted to win. Winning money was not the goal.

Manager Wang grabbed Zhang Chen's arm and patted his back lightly. He smiled but said nothing, and then walked to the dining table.

Fang Wu, Zhang Hu, and Wang Qi rushed over, surrounded Zhang Chen tightly, and flattered.

"Pleasure value from colleague Wang Keqiang: 1000"

"Pleasure value from colleague Fang Wu: 1000"

"Pleasure value from colleague Zhang Hu: 1000"

"Pleasure value from colleague Wang Qi: 1000"

However, Zhang Chen didn't hear the prompt that the system automatically deducted the pleasure value, because the negative pleasure value of Lai Wu, Hao Qiang, and Tang Hongbo completely canceled out the 4,000 pleasure value like lightning.

Zhang Chen asked the system, and he still owed a thousand pleasure points.

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Everyone was idle and bored, but no one dared to mention playing mahjong.

Lai Wu pouted at Zhang Chen, got up and walked towards the microphone.

Lai Wu's accent is authentic, like a fake male duck accent, sharp, with a bit of a hoarseness, and people who usually talk loudly hurt their foreheads.

I have heard a lot of exorcism, contraception, and dispelling evil spirits.

Lai Wu held the microphone in one hand and the remote control in the other to select songs. Standing there like he was holding two grenades, he was in a menacing manner, as if he was going to fight with someone.

Before they could sing, Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo were already flushed with excitement, their slaps slapped loudly, and they shouted to applaud Lai Wu.

Lai Wu selected a famous song by a young fresh meat singer, clenched the microphone with both hands, and sang heart-wrenchingly.

Not to mention, the tone of this song is very suitable for Lai Wu's voice, coupled with his unique and wonderful voice, it is very personal, and it sings very nicely.

Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo seemed to have known the result long ago, and the slap was even more enthusiastic, with tears in their eyes, and they twitched a few times from time to time, as if possessed by a showgirl.

After Lai Wu sang smoothly, Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo immediately ran over and surrounded Lai Wu as if welcoming international first-line stars.

The disgusting flattery was flying all over the sky without money, and Manager Wang lowered his head when he heard it. His shy old face was flushed, and he could not wait to rush over to strangle these three shameless guys.

Maybe it was because he felt too good about himself, maybe because he was stunned by Hao Qiang and Tang Hongbo's flattery. Lai Wu, who was very proud, raised his head towards Zhang Chen, his eyes were squinted, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Hmph, what are you proud of?" Zhang Hu spat at the ground in disgust. He really couldn't stand the proud appearance of Lai Wuxiao. He was just singing a song. What's so good about it?