At the table were Wang Han, Zhao Wei, Huang Xiaoming, and Liu Tao. The four of them were playing for a small amount of money, with little win or loss. It was just to pass the time.
"Fang Jing, would you like to play a few games? It just so happens that we can form a table together." The person who spoke was Qian Feng, the number two person in Tiantian Shang. Wang Han took him with him everywhere and was highly regarded.
"I don't know how to play!" Jiang Xin shook her head before Fang Jing could say anything. She hadn't liked gambling since she was a child, and she didn't know how to do it. If she came to the table, she would probably give you money. The key is that she found it boring.
"Is Fang Jing coming?" Liu Tao said while playing: "I'll give it to you after this round!"
"No, I don't know much about it either. You guys are just playing around!"
There were melons and fruits on the table, and a chair was pulled up to sit next to it. Fang Jing was holding a plate of melon seeds while cracking them, chatting with Qian Feng, and occasionally watching them play mahjong.
Zhao Wei won the most, with more than a thousand yuan piled in front of him, so he was very lucky.
Although Wang Han is not very lucky, he has good skills. From the gestures of holding the cards to the final evaluation of the cards, he is very stable. He looks like an experienced player at first glance, and there are seven or eight hundred piled up in front of him.
Huang Xiaoming and Liu Tao were the only ones losing money at the table. They took turns losing, and even if they occasionally messed up, they were still small cards.
"Four tubes!"
"Don't move! All colors!"
Liu Tao fired off the gun as soon as he played a card, and Zhao Wei got confused.
"Oh! Forget it! It's boring to stop playing. You keep losing." Taking out the money, Liu Tao turned over the cards and said, "It's getting late and Sister Hong is coming soon. Let's not delay her important event.
"
A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Wei smiled and said: "No, there's no one here. Let's just play a few more games to pass the time. How about Fang Jing come up? Let's play bigger!"
The other three people set their sights on Fang Jing. They all knew that he was a wealthy man. He was well-known in the entertainment industry as a money-splitting boy. He was so popular on the road, and he had a lot of money.
"No, I'll just watch and you can play."
Fang Jing smiled and declined politely. It's not that he doesn't know how to play mahjong. In his previous life, he used his mobile phone to play at home. It's just that he doesn't like this kind of situation.
This is a charity gala, Han Hong's home court, it's understandable and okay for everyone to play a few games before anyone comes.
But now that the time is almost up, it’s a bit inappropriate to continue playing.
"How can you be so disappointed! What are you afraid of when playing mahjong? There are no outsiders here, and no one will tip off the news!"
Zhao Wei thought Fang Jing was afraid of being photographed and would be negatively affected, and felt a little unhappy.
"Forget it, I really can't fight!"
"What are you afraid of when you have fun? If you lose, treat it as charity. If you don't have any money, I'll lend it to you."
"It's not a matter of whether to play or not, it's just that the timing is wrong. Let's do it next time!"
After being rejected again and again, Zhao Wei felt a little embarrassed. She was a senior after all, but Fang Jing didn't give him any face. Previously, she asked Liu Tao to come up, but Liu Tao didn't say anything.
Coming.
Fang Jing is popular, but he's not so popular that he doesn't even give him any face, right?
"Forget it, I won't come if you don't come. I don't want to play anymore, so that's it for today." Wang Han pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose, counted the money in his hand, and said with a smile: "A total of eight hundred and seventy-seven, tonight
I’m treating you, so don’t run away!”
"Okay, I'll eat you as a big guy tonight!" Huang Xiaoming agreed. He didn't have a penny in front of him, and he didn't pay for the previous two games.
"Who wants to treat??" Han Hong's voice came from behind. Everyone turned around, and she was the only one beside her. Her smile was a little lonely and a little sad.
"Brother Han won the money and said he would like to treat you later!" Fang Jing said.
"This can't be done. The visitor is a guest, how can he treat him? I'll treat him after I finish the work later!"
"Sister Han, are everyone here?" Zhao Wei asked with a careless smile, still holding a mahjong piece in his hand and tapping it on the table, constantly turning it between his thumb and index finger.
"We're all here, it's just you two tables!"
After scratching her head, Han Hong took off her tie in annoyance. Zhao Wei's question hit her heart.
Most of the celebrities she invited were known to her. In order to raise money, she had met some of them once or twice. She invited everyone who was not familiar with them.
It was promised at the time that we would check the schedule and time later, but not many people showed up today, but the phone kept ringing, saying that the schedule could not be accommodated and time was tight.
Some didn't come or say anything, and didn't even make a call, leaving her waiting for a long time in vain.
Looking at Fang Jing, Zhao Wei rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "There are only a few of us anyway, so why not just play mahjong. No matter who loses or wins, all the money will be donated and treated as charity."
"This is a good idea!" Wang Han was the first to agree.
He is addicted to mahjong, and this time he is here to donate money. Anyway, it is a donation. What form of donation is different?
Huang Xiaoming nodded, "I have no objection!"
Although his skills are not good, he is not short of money. With 1.8 million, he can fight for three days and three nights.
Compared with these three people, Jiang Xin, Qian Feng, Liu Tao and others are not so good, because they are not very good at playing, and they will lose 100% when they come to the table, without any suspense.
"Do you know how to play?" Han Hong asked Fang Jing.
"Yes, I can, but..."
"It's not important!" Wang Han said first, "Fang Jing is with me. I'll play cards. We'll both decide how much we lose."
His eyes lit up, Huang Xiaoming said: "This is a good idea. Sister Tao, do you want to partner with me?"
"No, your skills are not as good as mine. I'll follow Sister Han Hong."
"Okay, let's do it!!" Han Hong decided on the spot, then asked her assistant to close the door, and called all the staff out.
Although they are playing mahjong to donate money, it would not be nice to talk about it, so it is better to keep a low profile.
Including Han Hong, there are twelve people in total, each in groups of three, which is just right.
Fang Jing and Qian Feng sat behind Wang Han, and everyone else took their places.
"Let's make an agreement first. If we fight again, we won't be able to fight for just a few bucks like before. Otherwise, it will only cost 1,800 yuan a day, and we won't be able to buy instant noodles for the children in the mountainous areas." Zhao Wei rolled up his sleeves and looked at Fang Jing with deep meaning.
: "We'll hit six hundred!"
Today she is going to kill the big guy!
As long as Fang Jing's money was in place, she didn't have to pay a penny, and in the end she even received a donation.
"hiss!"
Hearing this, Liu Tao took a breath of cold air. Jiang Xin didn't understand. He gently tapped her waist with his elbow and whispered: "Is six hundred a lot?"
"A lot, six hundred is one round of money!" Liu Tao lowered his head and whispered softly: "One color, seven pairs... twenty-four rounds."
"Qing Yao Jiu, Xiao Si Xi, Xiao San Yuan... Sixty Four, Da San Yuan, Da Si Xi, Thirteen Yao, seven pairs in a row... Eighty Eight."
According to Liu Tao, Jiang Xin counted on her fingers and was immediately shocked. If it were thirteen, it would be more than fifty thousand.
This is just a family. If someone is unlucky and fires several cannons, it is possible to lose hundreds of thousands in one game. How many games can he get in a few hours?
Several people standing in the back turned pale when they heard Zhao Wei's words. They just came to have a show and make some soy sauce. In the end, they donated more than ten or two hundred thousand to sell Han Hong's favor.
But looking at the current situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave without three to five million yuan.
"I have no problem!" Seeing Zhao Wei looking at him, Fang Jing chuckled.
"Mr. Fang, if I lose later, you have to take care of me!" Wang Han turned around and joked.
Fang Jing patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, if you lose, I'll give you the money for the air ticket to Shacheng!"