Chapter 312 Don’t believe him, he is an amateur when buying lottery tickets

Author: Guangqiangren

Chapter 312 Don’t believe him, he is an amateur when buying lottery tickets

In the house on the east side, there is a black leather sofa on the right when you enter the entrance. Opposite the sofa is the latest 42-inch LCD TV.

There are fish tanks, rockeries, and writing desks on the balcony on the south side; various writing brushes hang on the pen holder of the writing desk. On the rice paper placed in the middle is the Diamond Sutra that the owner is copying. It is very authentic Zhao style, with calm writing and clear rules.

, the structure is broad and beautiful, and the stippling echoes very closely.

The male host was wearing a blue Tang suit, and his posture was very handsome. He put down his pen and blew a few breaths on the paper to spread the ink evenly.

"How's it going?" It looks like a question, but it's actually a way of showing off.

"Good calligraphy, good calligraphy, smooth strokes, round appearance and connotation of muscles and bones..."

"Hey, Lao Zhou, it turns out you are also an expert. This pinzhai's brushes are indeed extraordinary. Come, sit down and drink tea."

"Click!" Liu Feifei opened the door and came in.

"Ah, Boss Zhou is here, and the whole plant is shining brightly!"

"Hahaha, if Secretary Liu's mansion is still called Pengpi, then wouldn't we all live in a doghouse?"

…

This is the home of Secretary Liu Feifei. Her husband is the general manager of a petrochemical company in Xinfeng.

"Hahaha, sister-in-law, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. Today I'm here to ask for your help."

"Come on, come on, don't flatter me, I know it's just for Yuanyuan's sake!"

The middle-aged man is the owner of a local cement factory and has business dealings with Manager Yang of the Petrochemical Company. His second daughter, Zhou Ziyu, is in the second grade of the music department of an art school.

The two families have always had some contact.

"I can't help." Liu Feifei smiled slightly and answered very simply, without any hesitation.

"Hey, sister-in-law, you are kidding me. You are the secretary and top leader of the art school! This matter is just a matter of your words." You and he switched very naturally.

"Alas! I'm the secretary, but there are some things I can't get involved with. You really have the wrong person for this matter."

Manager Yang just used the Hu pen sent by Boss Zhou, "Madam, Madam, Lao Zhou is not an outsider, we have watched Yuanyuan grow up, you should help me...hehehehe..."

Liu Feifei sat on the sofa and sighed softly, "It would have been easier if I had intervened earlier when the girl group was formed. No one paid attention to it. Wen Jianguo and Wu Dong would have given me face. Even if Yuanyuan's level was a little better

Once you get in, it’s okay to ask the instructor to take more care of you.”

Boss Zhou saw Liu Feifei's tone softening a little and quickly helped her refill the tea.

Liu Feifei smiled and picked up the tea cup, "What I can do now is to invite Wu Dong out to drink tea and eat together, and you can deal with him yourself."

Boss Zhou touched his bald head and said, "Oh! The little girl was spoiled by me. I told her to behave well and she would play tricks on me. Now that she heard that the girl group might be participating in the Spring Festival Gala at Jinling Terrace, she regretted it and slept all night long.

No... I don’t have a son in my life, so I tried my best to bear the punishment and gave birth to a second child. Now each one makes me more worried than the other..."

Boss Zhou kept shaking his head and sighing in the living room of Manager Yang and Secretary Liu’s house...

"Come on, come on, I'll call Wu Dong now. I'll get connected. I don't care what happens next, but I remind you, even if it doesn't work this time, there will be another time. Don't offend anyone."

"Oh, don't worry. Who is Director Wu? I dare to offend him. I can't even flatter him..."

——

At 5:37 pm on November 25th, downstairs of Xiaolin’s house.

Wu Dong drove his Bora, and Dazhi sat in the passenger seat with his gaming equipment.

"Can you watch foreign channels at the Egret Hotel? I want to watch Manchester United vs. Panathinaikos!" Dazhi is a Red Devils fan.

"Fucking Manchester United. Today's live broadcast is Marseille vs. Real Madrid. If you don't watch Galacticos, just watch Fucking Manchester United." This is Qiao Shan sitting in the back row, Dazhi's brother-in-law, Xiao Lin's cousin, a pure fan, just watching.

Not that kind of kick.

"Brother Dong, which team do you think will win the championship this year, I will believe you! Whoever you think will win the championship, I will spend all the money I have prepared to buy a wedding house to buy lottery tickets!"

"One between Porto and Bruges." Wu Dong smiled.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha" Dazhi and Qiao Shan both laughed.

"What are you three doing there? If you want to watch the game, get out of here!" Xiao Lin roared on the balcony of 202, his voice comparable to that of a housekeeper.

"Hahaha..." Dazhi smiled and leaned out to wave to his wife.

"Despicable!" Wu Dong and Qiao Shan said in unison.

As soon as the car drove out of the community, Wu Dong's cell phone rang.

"Help me see who it is?" Wu Dong muttered.

"Pull over and pick him up, it's Secretary Liu." Dazhi chuckled.

"Hey, Secretary, is there something wrong?"

"Principal Wu, I have a friend who is the boss of Baihua Cement Factory. He wants to treat you to a meal. Are you free today?"

Wu Dong pouted, "Not today, there is the Champions League today and I have an appointment with a friend. Let's do it tomorrow night. Don't even eat. Just find a place to drink tea and chat."

"Okay, whatever you want, let's find a place to have a cup of tea and chat." Liu Feifei hung up the phone and finally dismissed Boss Zhou.

The car got back on the road, and Qiao Shan joked from behind, "Dinner, dinner, is Brother Dong someone who can invite anyone?"

Wu Dong laughed and said, "I am! Who wouldn't eat for free?"

Dazhi glanced at Wu Dong and said to him, "Then you still don't agree."

Wu Dong is now famous. It can be said that he, Chen Dazhi and Lin Pingping are no longer in the same world. However, Dazhi and Xiao Lin can clearly feel that Wu Dong's attitude towards them has never changed. The first meeting feels like it has been years since Wu Dong became famous.

An old friend, chatting with him, the game fits perfectly...

Here, he is just an old friend. He is not a big director or a big star. You can bump into him casually and he won't be angry.

Wu Dong sighed: "Now is an extraordinary time. I became the general director of the Jinling Spring Festival Gala, and suddenly more and more people invited me to dinner. Director Zang of the Culture and Sports Bureau, Deputy Director Qin...and now Secretary Liu...

I know very well what they want to do, and usually I don’t agree to it because I’m just short-tongued..."

"What if it's a beautiful woman?" Qiao Shan asked.

"That depends on how beautiful it is!" Wu Dong said with a smile.

"Hahahahahaha" the three men laughed knowingly.

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Eat first, then sing, and after playing games, there will be crayfish.

Watching football is not just about watching football... Oh, more or less these people will buy some football lottery tickets, so that watching football will be more exciting!

It's just that Wu Dong bought a little more.

There was no live broadcast of Porto vs. Partizan Belgrade in China. Wu Dong bought Porto to win and gave Mo Qibin and others hundreds of thousands to spread their bets.

At the hotel end, of course the sports channel broadcasts Real Madrid games live, and you can only find Manchester United games on the foreign channels.

Since we are going to watch the two games, we have to buy them! Wu Dong and Dazhi Qiaoshan bought two-for-one tickets at a lottery shop near the Egret Hotel. Real Madrid and Manchester United both won, for 1,000 yuan.

Dazhi has no money, and his salary card is in the hands of his wife.

"Hey, Dongzi, lend me 100 yuan, and I'll give you two for one."

"Boss, 500 yuan for two..." Qiao Shan obeyed Wu Dong.

Unlike Wu Dong and others who were so happy, Wu Yuanshan, Yao Yuan and his gang were still analyzing, "It might be an upset. Don't buy blindly with Wu Dong. He is great at making movies, but he is not good at buying lottery tickets!"
Chapter completed!