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Chapter 388 How professional he is(2/2)

This feeling is so comfortable, unprecedented and refreshing, just like after climbing a mountain and seeing all the mountains, finally coming down the mountain, reaching the house, and taking a hot bath in extreme comfort.

The younger brothers took this opportunity to quickly look down at the money in their hands and turned to each other, hiding from each other, for fear that their money, the only money they had, would be snatched away again.

That’s outrageous!

The boss didn’t ask for their money. Was it too little or...

After making sure that they all got their money, they slowly stood up straight, breathed a sigh of relief, gradually stood up straight, and slowly turned around, waiting to see how their boss would deal with Gui Wangda.

If nothing else, it should be possible, maybe with a high probability of 70% to 80% being beaten up, and then...

There is no more.

There’s something nice to see. Of course, we should finish work early and go back to our respective homes. Hello, hello, hello, everyone!

It’s not the first day they followed Brother Ninth, and it’s not the first time they saw him teach him a lesson about losing money.

Don’t you know what kind of place this is?

Even if the Ghost King Tatsu is a two-time free fighting competition champion, he cannot act wildly regardless of the occasion.

Who gives him the power?

Himself?

What a joke, is the champion showing off? You’re not a fighter?

If they hadn't known in advance that there was such a competition in Xiangjiang, they would have signed up for it long ago.

When it comes to fighting, no, beating, they have never lost, and they have never humiliated Ninth Brother.

Little by little smiles appeared on the faces of the younger brothers. As long as it was nothing to do with them, especially things that had nothing to do with their money, they had no psychological burden at all. They could do whatever they wanted, and stand wherever they wanted.

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As soon as this idea came out, some of them had already hooked up some chairs with their feet, wanting to sit and rest for a while.

Before their butts even touched the chair, several of the younger guys immediately gave them to the big boss. They bent over, wiped them clean respectfully, and spread their right hands down.

"Boss, don't be like this guy who rushes to the street. He is very timid. He lost all his money and only dared to vent his anger on the table. He didn't do much bullying..."

After the younger brothers finished speaking, they stepped back and stood up. When they saw the big man pouted his mouth slightly and nodded his eyes twice, indicating that he knew everything and would not say any more.

Ninth Brother also knew that Gui Wangda probably made an unintentional mistake, and he was thinking about letting him go. When his younger brother sent him such a sentence, he was naturally happy.

Zhengchou doesn't know how to find an excuse to let Gui Wangda leave in a dignified manner. After all, he is the champion of the free fighting competition. He can make friends and maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

Even if this hope is slim, he will not suffer any loss if he sells favors.

It would not be of much benefit to him or his casino if he really beat Gui Wangda until his nose was not his nose and his face was not his face.

Why bother!

Based on his many years of experience in both black and white circles, one more friend is better than one more enemy.

It’s such a happy decision!

Brother Jiu happily made up his mind, and moved his hands up and down on his chest proudly. His face was extremely relaxed, and even the moment he sat down, he was full of smiles.

What was even more surprising was that he didn't know whether it was from his heart or was moved by his first thoughts. He slowly turned around and smiled lightly at his little brother who was standing behind him without saying a word.
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"Thank you!"

"Ah?"

The boy who delivered the chair was so flattered that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He was petrified on the spot. Before that, he could only open his mouth and make a sound subconsciously.

"I said thank you for moving the chair. Here, this is for you."

Brother Ninth was not annoyed at all, he only remembered being inexplicably funny. What was wrong with his younger brothers? He just said a word of thanks like a normal person, so he didn't...

Isn’t that enough?

The boy who delivered the chair couldn't believe it. The boss in front of him was still the same boss he knew...?

That boss who gets angry at every turn, hits people when he disagrees, swears from time to time, and greets eighteen generations of ancestors every minute, are you giving him... money?

I guess it’s a few hundred Hong Kong dollars?

Uh...

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

He didn’t dare to answer!

He had just regained his consciousness and could not withstand another blow in a short period of time.

What if his boss is testing him?

He just moved a chair, but he still planned to sit on it by himself, but because of his face, he was embarrassed...

Even if there is no such special purpose, if a big boss makes a joke to him...

The boss didn’t take it seriously, but he did take it seriously...

Even if he noticed the envious and jealous looks from the younger brothers around him, he still had to be cautious.

He just came out of the countryside, and he didn't even earn enough money to buy a building. It's so unclear...

If I had known earlier, I would have just stood aside like everyone else, like a landscape tree on the roadside, and said nothing.

He couldn't help but sigh, everything had happened, and there was no turning back, let alone the medicine for regret.

Explanation: Among so many younger brothers, his fate is the most tragic!

Hey!

He let out a short, sharp sigh and lowered his head. He didn't know whether to speak or not, and when he was about to say something, someone... lightly tapped him on his right shoulder.

His body seemed to have received an electric shock and suddenly became soft.

I knew I would be taught a lesson by the boss, but I didn’t expect it to come so soon!

The moment he was about to fall, not only his right shoulder, but also his left shoulder was lifted up this time.

Uh...

He quickly went through his recent performance in his mind, mainly what happened during the rework period. It was no different. He was patrolling the casino as usual, serving tea and water to the gamblers, and other things.

Brother, it’s the same thing...

Is it possible that the boss discovered that he secretly ate a piece of bread yesterday and today before returning to work, thinking that he ate during work?

No reason!

He was clearly hiding in the corner behind the door eating, and there was still a minute before work time...

Oh, he knows!

He immediately ignored who was helping him up, used all his strength to break free, and immediately knelt in the direction of the chair where the boss had just sat.

"Boss, don't drive me away, let alone kill me. I have an 80-year-old mother in my house and a baby waiting to be fed. I really need this job. I can't..."
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He spoke at the top of his lungs, using all the lines from movies, TV shows and sketches he had heard in his life, hoping that the boss would be merciful and forgive him for once in view of his miserable situation.<

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He dares to bet all the bread he has ever eaten, no, swear, he will never eat bread again in this life, no, in the last life, in the last life, in the last life!

Why do you only swear upwards?

It's very simple. The life of the previous life and even the life of the previous life has passed long ago. Even if he wants to change it, he can't change it...

Everyone knows that the past cannot be recalled, time cannot be reversed, and there is no wonderful experience in the world that can travel through time and space.

In other words, no matter what happens to him, his life in the next life will not be affected.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he was a pretty good person. No matter how miserable he was now, he had never thought about affecting future generations.

But, what should we do in this situation?

As soon as this extremely melancholy thought came to his mind, his already low head dropped even lower, feeling even more disgusted than he could bear the full ears of rice in autumn.

Call him greedy, now it's okay, you only need to walk around the casino for eight hours a day to get enough labor to eat, drink and have fun for thirty days, and that's it.

I really don’t blame him, the girl working the cashier at the bakery is so pretty, she’s as good as the top ten Miss Xiangjiang this year.

He couldn't help it and bought some more bread.

Not many, only thirty or forty at a time!

Bian Zhi, bread is so filling, no, that's not accurate. It should take up too much space in the stomach. He only eats two or three at a time, and his stomach becomes so bulging, like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.

Just like a fat belly.

There is no way, this is how love comes.

Do you want to tell me this reason?

He still lowered his head and did not dare to continue talking casually. He wanted to see the boss's reaction first.
Chapter completed!
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