The third uncle no longer wanted to live the life of Gao Jin, the gambling god who could not compete with him. After a brief analysis of his life in the past forty years, he felt that although he was not a particularly rich person, he

, either a powerful person, or an ordinary uncle who loves and protects his nephew.

Now the big brother has become the famous gambling saint Zuo Songxing in Hong Kong. This is his stage name. In order to increase his popularity, he deliberately thought of a name like this for him. In fact, the real name of the big brother is Zhou Xingxing, and He Xi

My Zhou Xiaoxing is a perfect match.

What the third uncle means is that no matter which name the boss uses, it’s fine. He can make money now, and he earned it through hard work. It’s not something blown by the strong wind. I’m wrong. It’s not something he won with special powers. He can do it openly.

Go to a bar and hook up with girls, no, he means, go to a romantic place like KTV or Club to cultivate your sentiment...

Of course I have to accept it!

The third uncle just put the money into the inner pocket of his second-hand suit and was about to walk out the door. He vaguely felt that the group of reporters who were scraping the news could no longer wait any longer. One or two of them were sticking their heads out to spy.
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Uh...

I just talked to them and it will be over in a while. Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?

It is not often reported in TV newspapers that a certain star or actor is always late, but Xiangjiang has good professional skills, and visiting reporters can endure it even if they complain endlessly.

What? When we get to him, the gambling saint who created the new dream of Xiangjiang, it won’t work?

Besides, he just came in not long ago, and he can’t even touch the late ones?

Besides, he hasn’t done his business yet?

The third uncle released his hand that had been covering the pocket full of a small wad of money. He smiled and looked at the two brothers who were staring at each other on the sofa, as if they were playing an interesting game. His mouth was pressed to the ground, black.

His yellow eyes wandered over the two of them.

The meaning is obvious: Come on, come and give him a foot massage. His feet are itchy for more than a day or two.

Ah this...

Zhou Xiaoxing noticed the third uncle's thoughts the moment he took the money into his arms. No, to be more precise, he knew it when he pushed the door in and saw him giving the big boss a massage.

It’s just that he didn’t say it.

Anyway, things will definitely turn around in the future.

As he expected, the boss generously donated more than 3,000 yuan. He thought he could just send the third uncle away, but he didn't expect...

Fortunately, the boss earned his money by giving people foot massages at the God of Gamblers' villa. He happens to have such an exclusive and never-publicized skill. In this case, boss, no wonder he doesn't care about brotherhood. In his

On the first day after returning to the house...

Zhou Xiaoxing saw the big brother looking thoughtful, and regardless of what he had to say, he immediately moved his body in front of his third uncle. It was obvious that he had bad intentions, but in the latter's eyes, he was a brother.

Gong’s beautiful picture.

If he looked at it a few more times, the third uncle might have tears in his eyes. After so many years, the two brothers have finally grown up healthy and safe. Especially the elder brother, they all know that the first thing they do when they return home is to honor their elders.

, this... When I saw each other, I felt sad and moved to tears.

Before he could squeeze out a tear, he suddenly heard the younger man pat the older man on the right shoulder, as if to sell a product, and said: Of course this kind of thing is for the older man to do, and he was just bored in the first place.

, it’s just scratching an itch, it won’t get on the stage, the boss is a craftsman, the kind that makes money.

Got it!

Regarding the foot massage, I had to ask the boss. Although what the junior said was joking, it was not rough. He immediately turned the rosy luster in his eyes into a look of hope and affability.

Stare at the boss.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaoxing couldn't help but pull down the corner of his mouth, and smiled triumphantly without making much sound. His little plan was successful, but he couldn't really show it too obviously.

Arrogant soldiers will be defeated!

The big brother didn't hear any sounds from the outside world. He was carefully recalling what the gambling god master asked him to bring to the younger brother.

The words are very simple, and you don’t need to spend too much time memorizing them. What’s difficult is the conditions.

Master has said that you must tell your younger brother alone when he is in a very comfortable mood.

Now, at first glance, it does not meet the conditions.

I thought that Tou Xian gave the third uncle a lot of money, but all the money he had was given away. The latter should know what to do, use money to help others to eliminate disasters.

He didn't expect his third uncle to help him prevent any disaster. He just wanted him to disappear from his eyes for a while, even for five minutes, so that he could finish the two things on his mind before talking.

But...

He took a break for a while, and things changed.

He blinked, his dark and bright eyes moved left and right, and kept muttering in his heart: There is no reason. He remembered that before he thought about something, he was facing the younger brother, and it seemed that his mouth was slightly open, and the words reached his throat.

What it looks like, some explanation...

Before he could continue to think about it, two voices came to his ears at the same time, with very different meanings.

One is on his left side. If there is no problem with his sensory nerves, I heard the younger brother gloating and saying that it was okay and that he was going back to the room to sleep. He was so exhausted last night...
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Uh...

Baa and baa?

Last night, he was still packing his luggage in the villa of the God of Gambling Master. After buying the plane ticket, he called his third uncle. The latter said that they were watching TV. Hey, what was a good show last night? They watched it very late?

Since he went to Master's place, he didn't have many opportunities to watch TV programs in Xiangjiang. He didn't know much about the good movies and TV shows nowadays. Could it be that after a few months of not seeing each other, another phenomenal movie appeared in Xiangjiang?

TV?

It's better than the sad and heart-wrenching human ghost story about the time he left, the violent aesthetics of a boat capsizing at the slightest sign of unfriendliness and immediately shooting people with a gun, and the nonsensical and funny twist plot that you can't think of after watching the first part.

Movies and TV series?

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No way!

He remembered that a famous rich man once said that they were always only eighteen months away from bankruptcy.

In other words, the industry he is in, if Zuo Songxing remembers correctly, is a high-tech enterprise with an eighteen-month product iteration period. Compared with the slightly different film and television industry, the movies will not be lower than this

Time... now!

Even if they are separated by mountains, with experts watching the door and laymen watching the excitement, only seven months, 28 days, 18 hours, 36 minutes and 59 seconds have passed, not even half of the 18 months.

Arrive, just...

Zuo Songxing was stuck here and couldn't get over his thoughts. After saying that he had to do what the master told him and open his fruit can, he immediately turned on the TV to see what movie was shown last night.

The younger brother is not in good spirits today.

No, my third uncle also watched TV. Why...

Before he could figure out the next question, the third uncle's salty words rang out. It wasn't that he had to go back to rest if nothing happened, something he had heard from his younger brother before, but...

..

Ask him if he has some free time and can you massage the soles of his feet...

Uh...

He thought it was a big deal, not just foot massage, but he was very proficient in it. Every time he came out of his master's study after finishing the day's gambling lesson, he would clean the whole villa and more than twenty rooms, and pour the water.

The garbage squatted at the door and took care of the work.

He had no choice but to tell the master to just take care of food and shelter and not care about anything else. Since he couldn't use his special powers to win money, he had no choice but to carry forward the foot massage method that the master casually mentioned and earn some pocket money on the way.

It’s hard to go out without money. Apart from the first two, Zuo Songxing doesn’t have to worry about food, accommodation, travel, entertainment and shopping. The rest is all about self-reliance and hard work.

Fortunately, he has been aware of it since he was a child. He knows everything after just one look. Take the foot massage method that he is currently proud of. If he were second in Xiangjiang, he would dare to take seven months to eight months.

I bet on practical work, no one dares to say first.

Waiting for the queue, the younger brother Tou took off his shoes and socks without knowing what to do, and his kung fu was instantly mastered. Compared to him, although he was a little greener, his movements were deep and powerful, and his acupuncture points were accurately grasped. He had learned it for ten years.

In eight years, I should be able to compete with him.

There is potential!

He quickly reviewed the current situation in his mind and was about to send his third uncle away when suddenly, his nose was filled with a smell that was even more sour than Laotan Pickled Cabbage Instant Noodles.

Ah this...

He hasn't agreed yet, he just narrowed his eyes slightly, and the third uncle will...

As soon as he opened his lips, he was about to complain. From the corner of his eye, he noticed a darkening on his left side. It was the younger guy who had stood up. It was estimated that there was a high probability that he might not be able to hold on for seven or eight times and he was about to leave.

That's fine, but he hasn't done any of the things to be done in his mind.

Just as he was getting anxious, Zuo Songxing raised his head slightly, and the light of righteousness immediately appeared in his eyes, ah, the bright color of hope in the world.

He was sitting facing the third uncle, but because he took off his shoes without much notice, he subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the younger brother. At this time, he pinched his nose with his hand, reluctant to look back, and pointed with the other finger.

It refers to the piles of heads of various sizes of reporters holding microphones stacked on the windows.

He said that there was no problem with the foot massage, but he was a little hungry and wanted to eat the canned fruit first. The reporters outside asked his third uncle to entertain him first.
To be continued...