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1142. Chapter 1142: Civil Affairs Bureau 22

In one of the few leading restaurants in City A, a cup of boiled water alone costs 188 yuan. Mu Wanqing heard Yang Mufan say: Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian are leaving City A these days, so I treat them to a meal.

A farewell meal...

The restaurant is located in the suburbs of City A, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters and a pleasant environment.

Even at night, it is as bright as day.

Yang Mufan's car stopped firmly at the door, and two security guards trotted over and helped them open the door politely and alertly.

Yang Mufan threw the car keys to one of the security guards, walked around Mu Wanqing and Yang Muan, and whispered: "An'an, come here, uncle will hold you."

But Yang Mu'an held Mu Wanqing's hand tightly. It seemed that he was in a good mood today, so he shouted happily: "I don't want a hug, I'll go by myself."

Yang Mufan didn't force himself, she took his other hand and, under the guidance of the waiter, walked towards the VIP room on the top floor...

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The private room was extremely lively.

Not only Nan Juefeng, Wei Yutian, but also the brothers of the Tian family were also in it.

While waiting for Yang Mufan to arrive, they were bored and passed the time by playing mahjong on the machine beside them.

Nan Juefeng puffed out his cigar leisurely while slamming the mahjong on the table, and said evilly: "Third brother, don't you want 90,000?! I won't give you two rounds!!"

Wei Yutian leaned back in his chair, with a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't care what Nan Juefeng said at all. He randomly picked out a card and threw it out with disdain: "Do you think I care about 90,000?!"

Tianhu and Tianbao are not just out of luck today.

Originally, Nan Juefeng and Wei Yutian played mahjong very well during their daily life to socialize with the project. Although the two of them were good at mahjong, however, in front of Nan Juefeng and the other two, they were just like novices.

From the moment they got to the table, they kept wailing and losing completely.

Sirius, on the other hand, was sitting upright on the sofa, glaring at Yang Mufan with a cold expression.

Nan Juefeng glanced at the 50,000 that Tianhu was struggling to throw out, took a puff of cigarette, and then lazily said: "You actually dare to play this card, forget it, brother, I am in a good mood today, let's play it again

You are a horse."

Upon hearing this, Tianhu was so moved that he almost fell to his knees. If he loses again, he will almost go bankrupt.

The moment Yang Mufan led Yang Muan and pushed open the door of the private room, Tian Bao immediately stood up with sharp eyes and shouted respectfully: "Second brother, you are here."

With that said, he wanted to leave the card table. After all, after setting off two cannons, a rough calculation would cost less than 600,000.

Where's his two months' salary?

If you don't leave now, wait until later.

However, Wei Yutian said quietly: "Tianhu, remember to pay the 600,000 yuan for me and my brother tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Tianbao immediately roared: "Third brother, you and the eldest brother have won enough tonight. You can even take a small amount of 600,000 yuan."

Nan Juefeng exhaled a puff of cigarette and whispered: "It's only 600,000 yuan?! Do you dislike it?! Then you still try your best not to give it?! Remember, hit me immediately. If you don't, I'll kill you no matter what."

have no idea."

"Brother..." Tian Bao felt extremely wronged.

Wei Yutian said: "How can you just brag about the things on the card table?! You disrespect the God of Wealth so much, and you deserve to lose every time."


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