Yang Mufan won all the games and unceremoniously sealed the three of them with Nan Jue. They all looked extremely angry. She should study hard from Yang Mufan. Maybe after watching him play for one night, she could become a mahjong master tomorrow.
A master now.
However, neither Yang Mu'an nor Yang Mu Sheng sat on the stool, but insisted on sitting on her lap, so for the whole night, she held Yang Mu'an in her left hand, Yang Mu Sheng in her right hand, sat on Yang Mu'an on her left leg, and sat on Yang Mu Sheng on her right leg.
The two little things glared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, puffing out their cheeks angrily, still fighting for jealousy. Mu Wanqing was speechless and couldn't help but want to roll her eyes.
One admires Fansheng, and the other admires Fanyang. Sure enough, everyone who has anything to do with him is domineering and arrogant just like him.
For such a young child, he knows how to be jealous now, but when he grows up, it will be fine.
However, Mu Wanqing's thoughts did not stay on the two little guys for long, but on the mahjong table. She was just worried that the two little guys would fall to the ground, so she put her arms around their waists respectively.
Men like Yang Mufan, in addition to hanging out together when working in the company, also often have gatherings in private, so they are good at whatever they play.
They were playing mahjong at an unusually fast speed. Before Mu Wanqing could see clearly what cards they were playing, the following people were slamming the mahjong on the table with a powerful "dong~dong~dong~"
superior.
She finally got used to their speed, but she didn't know if it was because she was too stupid, or because those men didn't follow the ordinary path, and she couldn't understand the way they played their cards. It was obvious that some of their cards were messed up, but they didn't seem to have any.
If you see the same thing, keep touching it.
"Twenty thousand!!" The moment Nan Jue slammed the card on the table, Mu Wanqing saw Yang Mufan sitting there unmoved from the corner of her eyes, with no intention of "leveraging" at all, so she became anxious and hugged her
Looking at the two handsome and cool little cuties, they glared at Yang Mufan with a blushing face and urged, "Mu Fan, the elder brother has given me 20,000 yuan, why don't you fight..."
It was clear that there was a fight, and the eldest brother's two hundred thousand dollars couldn't escape. Then Wei Yutian and Zhuo Qingcheng followed suit and gave each of them one hundred thousand dollars.
It’s only 400,000 yuan, why not?!
Normal people would want it, okay?!
Yang Mufan and the others were playing cards tonight, but it didn't seem like they were playing too much.
One chip is worth 100,000, and the cheapest Suhu is only 100,000.
However, when they play cards, there is no upper limit. If the cards are big, one game can generate millions of economic value.
However, as soon as Mu Wanqing's howl came out, she clearly felt two different eyes approaching fiercely.
One group, the three people headed by Nan Juefeng, looked at her with half-smiling smiles, filled with evil.
The other one was Yang Mufan's angry look that was a bit irritating.
Yang Mufan turned the mahjong on the far right while gouging her viciously, his eyes as sharp as a blade, and his perfect thin lips gently activated: "Mu Wanqing, if you don't speak, no one will think you are mute."
No matter what they play, Nan Juefeng and the others are top-notch. After she reminded them like this, the group of men guessed what cards he had in his hand in seconds.
His hand was obviously too good to be described in words, but after being disturbed by this woman, he had no choice but to change it.
Of course, he could completely understand Mu Wanqing's intention of reminding him. But he had to sigh: women are short-sighted and only care about immediate interests. They don't know how to... take the long term to catch the big fish.
