"Today is really my day to get rich." Wan Shouqiang took it all again and laughed proudly.
Liu Heng slapped the table and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I don't believe in evil anymore, change the card!"
Wu Honghe raised his eyelids and said lightly: "Mr. Zhou, this is what you are wrong. We have set the rule to change cards every 10 games. This is the 8th game. Do you want to change cards? Do you suspect that I will eat you?"
Liu Heng said with red eyes: "You are the relationship between your uncle and nephew. How do I know if there is anything wrong with you?"
Wu Honghe narrowed his eyes and stared at Liu Heng and said, "Mr. Liu, you have to pay attention to evidence when speaking. If we really do a game, we will not expose our relationship from the beginning. Tell you this is to prove that we are innocent. If you can't afford to play, don't play!"
At this time, Zhou Jian was busy smoothing out the game and said, "Don't be impatient, both of you are a little calmer. In this game, it is inevitable that you will be a little angry when you lose money. Lao Liu didn't mean that."
"In this way, Mr. Wu, you just change the deck of cards, it's no big deal."
Wu Honghe snorted coldly and said, "No more examples."
As he said that, he asked the dealer to remove the unopened cards again.
Wan Shouqiang kept watching the whole thing happening silently, sneering in his heart that Liu Heng could not afford to lose, but he was completely relieved of the game, and the slightest doubt in his heart completely disappeared.
The game continued until the evening, and Wan Shouqiang's face gradually became gloomy.
Feng Shui takes turns, and now it's his turn to start losing money.
Just like seeing a ghost, everything in his hands is small cards. It is rare to catch a big card. Either the opponent is bigger than him, or the opponent gives up.
The money at his feet has gone from more than 20 million at his peak to only a pitiful 100,000 left.
"Oh, my good luck is coming." Liu Heng smiled and spread his cards out. He was the biggest and ate them all.
Wan Shouqiang lost all the last little money.
After lit a cigarette happily, Liu Heng said to Wan Shouqiang: "Chairman Wan, are you out of money? Is it dispersed or what do you say?"
Wan Shouqiang pulled open the buttons on the collar and said with red eyes: "I'm just not lucky for a while. Why are you proud? I won the money from you a few days ago? Just treat it as giving you some back!"
As he said that, Wan Shouqiang took out a check book from his arms, wrote a check and slapped it on the table, gritting his teeth and said, "A check of 20 million! Whoever has cash will I change it!"
Wu Honghe said happily: "This is my villa, so there is naturally cash. If someone comes, I will send my uncle 20 million in cash."
As he said that, Wu Honghe consciously put the check away.
Seeing that a lot of money was poured out from his feet, Wan Shouqiang gritted his teeth and said, "Continue!"
The 20 million yuan was gone after only 30 minutes.
Even Wan Shouqiang, who was used to big scenes, was breathing rapidly.
After 30 minutes of outputting 20 million, he was already in a state of red.
"Magobi's, it's so hot. Why do you do that when you turn on the air conditioner so high? You can't bear to pay for the electricity bill?" Wan Shouqiang, who was impatient, turned his head and scolded a waiter.
The waiter looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak, so he hurriedly ran to lower the temperature of the air conditioner a little.
"Chairman Wan, don't lose your temper even if you lose money. Don't play if you can't afford to play." Liu Heng laughed.
Chapter completed!