Seeing that I didn't speak, Mr. Hong yawned and said lazily:
"There isn't much cash on the table. Let's play tomorrow. I'm a little tired too..."
As he spoke, he stretched himself out.
tacit agreement!
What is tacit understanding?
That’s what Hong Ye and I are.
We had no intention of leaving, and the reason why Mr. Hong said this was to make Zhou Lin panic.
Because today’s game will end once it’s over.
Whether it would be possible tomorrow, he was not sure at all.
After all, it’s normal for Mr. Hong and I to stop playing after winning money.
Another point is that we are from Habei.
After finishing things, he might leave Tianjin immediately.
Zhou Lin was indeed panicked and said hurriedly:
"It's okay, we still have hundreds of thousands left. If it's not enough, I can find a way..."
Seeing Zhou Lin's panic, I felt a little ridiculous.
He doesn't know it yet, but he is now firmly holding on to my fishhook.
And, is struggling.
In fact, this is called the "hook-swallowing phenomenon" in psychology.
This phenomenon was discovered by the Austrian psychologist Adler.
When he was fishing, he noticed that the fish was biting the hook.
Will struggle desperately because of pain.
But the more he struggled, the deeper the fishhook penetrated.
And now, Zhou Lin is the big fish swallowing the hook.
As soon as he heard that there were only a few of them and hundreds of thousands more, Mr. Hong immediately said:
"I said, Boss Zhou, with this little money, we can pay six times the amount of leopards in one hand, but no one can afford it. How can we play this? Why don't you and Boss Chu just touch one each and stare at each other?"
Forget about winning or losing!"
Zhou Lin was afraid that we would leave, so he immediately took all the other people's money and said to me in a hurry:
"Boss Chu, how about the two of us play alone. Like your friend said, winning or losing will be decided in one round. How about that?"
This was Zhou Lin's last struggle.
But I still shook my head and said:
"Boss Zhou, it's not that I disagree. You said, I have 16.7 million now, but you only have less than 500,000. Is this..."
I deliberately didn't say what I wanted to say, and of course Zhou Lin understood what I meant.
Win or lose is decided in one round, your chips must be the same as mine.
Otherwise, why should I play with you?
"You just swiped my card, and I still have one million. I'll add that one million. I'm going to lose. When the bank opens, I'll go with you to withdraw the money..."
I shook my head and refused again and said:
"Forget it, let's play another day!"
My subtext is, you said it’s useless to have money in the card, what I want is cash.
This situation is very common in gambling.
How could the party who won the money agree so easily?
If the other party doesn't place a bet, why should he bet against himself?
You said you have money in your card, just in case you don't go to withdraw it tomorrow.
I am unfamiliar with this place, what can I do to you?
Is it possible that it will take your life?
joke!
Zhou Lin became even more anxious.
He usually doesn't smoke, but he lit one at this time.
One after another, he smoked hard.
And I picked up a plastic bag next to me and started putting money in it.
After putting away the money, I stood up directly and said to several people:
"Everyone, let's play some other time. I'm going back first!"
With that said, Mr. Hong and I turned around and left.
Just as he was about to reach the door, Zhou Lin's voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Wait a moment!"
When he turned around, he saw Zhou Lin standing up and said directly:
"Boss Chu, don't worry. I'll send someone the money now!"
Send money?
Could it be that Zhou Lin has friends who send him gambling money in the middle of the night?
I didn't have time to think about it now, so I could only pretend to be reluctant and said:
"Hey, it's a bit unreasonable for me to just leave after winning money. But I have to tell you in advance that I will wait for an hour. If your friend doesn't send it to you, I will really go back to rest. Don't tell me, I won't give it to you.
Your chance to make a profit..."
"Don't worry, it won't take an hour!"
With that said, Zhou Lin took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.
It took a while before the other party picked up.
Just listen to Zhou Lin say directly:
"Master He, I'm going to take action on those two bottles. I promised you before that as soon as I take action, I'll tell you first. How about it, are you still interested?"
Zhou Lin's mobile phone has a normal receiver.
I could clearly hear the sound of He Songbai waking up from his sleep.
"Now? Where?"
But after hearing the news, he immediately said:
"Yes, right now, at my house. Mr. He, come right away and bring cash. If you are late, it will be gone..."
With that said, Zhou Lin hung up the phone.
But when I listened, I felt happy in my heart.
I have been busy for so many days just to get these two bottles from He Songbai.
Now, it's finally time to close the net.
I originally thought that I could just wait quietly for He Songbai.
But the next scene made me shocked.
Zhou Lin dialed another number and heard him say with a smile:
"Mike, where is the romance? I have news for you. I am ready to sell the two amphora from Ru kiln. If you still want it, come to my house now. Remember, bring cash!"
What kind of trick is Zhou Lin playing?
Is it one woman for two husbands, or are the two bottles sold separately?
Or, want to bid on site?
For a moment, I was also confused.
After putting down the phone, Zhou Lin sighed slightly, looked at me and said:
"Boss Chu, I'm not afraid of making fun of you. Our old man left a lot of good stuff before he left. Oh, what a pity. I have no interest in this business at all, and now I'm almost defeated.
But don’t worry about money. The few gadgets I have left here are enough to keep me gambling for a while if I sell any one of them..."
Zhou Lin is a typical young man who doesn't feel sorry for himself.
While chatting, Mike and He Songbai had already arrived one after another.
To my surprise, Mike turned out to be a blond, blue-eyed foreigner.
He is in his forties, but speaks fluent Jinmen dialect.
If you don't see his appearance, you can only hear his words.
You will definitely think that he is an authentic Jinmen person.
And when He Songbai walked in and saw Mike, he couldn't help but frown.
Looking at Zhou Lin, He Songbai asked directly:
"Boss Zhou, I told you before. If you want to take action on the bottle, just tell me. Why bother inviting Mr. Mike over?"
I don't know what this tall, blond Mike does.
But I could feel that He Songbai seemed to hate him.
Zhou Lin didn’t take it seriously and said with a smile:
"Mike and I are also old friends. He has always liked the pair of bottles, so he just called us together to be a witness!"
Be a witness?
Looking at Zhou Lin who was smiling.
I was a little confused for a while.
This Zhou Lin, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?