A staff member took out a notebook and a pen and came to Ye Qing's side!
"Haha, you are really fearless. Young Master Ye is just having bad luck. Do you really think Young Master Ye will lose when betting on stones?"
"You are so young!"
"Master Ye, teach this ignorant boy a profound lesson! Let him know what it means to regret!"
The crowd of people watching became excited.
Ye Qing smiled coldly, then took the paper and pen and quickly wrote two documents!
"Look! You fill in the amount of the bet!" Ye Qing came to Zhang Fan and handed the note to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan glanced at it, took the pen, and directly filled in the amount line of the receipt.
"Swiss, swiss, swish!"
After quickly filling out the form, Zhang Fan signed his name and handed the receipt to Ye Qing.
"Master Ye, this little money is nothing to you, right?" Zhang Fan grinned.
Ye Qing took the form, his eyes fixed on the line of numbers filled in by Zhang Fan.
Suddenly, Ye Qing's eyes flashed with excitement!
Immediately, Ye Qing smiled and said: "Boy, do you have so much money on your card? I am very doubtful!"
Hearing Ye Qing's words, a group of people around him immediately stood on tiptoes and looked at the documents in Ye Qing's hand!
"Hiss! Fifty million!"
"Fuck, this kid, really dares to bet?"
"Hey, hey, this is just giving money to Mr. Ye!"
"Hahaha, do you really think that if you are lucky enough to win one round, you will be invincible? This is gambling!"
"Haha, this guy is really rich. Not to mention Mr. Ye, even I can win 100% in a bet with him!"
At this moment, Zhang Fan turned his head: "Ha, uncle, do you also want to bet with me?"
"Hey, who wouldn't want to give away money? Haha! But do you have so much money?" A middle-aged man laughed.
"Yes, I want to make money too! Don't be a fool with this rhythm of making money for free!" Another person laughed.
An extremely cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.
Play a big game?
Damn it, if you miss this village, you won’t have this store!
Immediately, Zhang Fan laughed: "Okay, whoever wants to bet, please come forward. Betting with one person is also a bet, and betting with a group of people is also a bet! Today I am going to kill everyone! If you are not afraid of death, come
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Hearing this arrogant tone, the expressions of the people watching suddenly turned gloomy.
"Boy, are you sure?"
"Haha, okay, I don't have much money, I only have five million spare cash. If you dare to bet, I will come!"
"Haha, I only have 20 million. Boy, are you sure you have that much money?"
Zhang Fan smiled arrogantly: "You go write the receipt first, and I'll borrow the money. MMP, even if I lose a few games, I will still make a lot of money!"
Immediately, Zhang Fan called Ouyang Feng again!
"Rich tycoon, do you have money? Lend me a few hundred million!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's tone, a group of people around him almost bit their tongues.
Everyone looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief!
Damn it, how many hundreds of millions should you keep your mouth shut?
I believed your lies! Who the hell did you borrow money from?
Besides, who the hell can lend you hundreds of millions?
Ouyang Feng also spat out a mouthful of red bull: "I said, Fanzi, you are not lending money to your future father-in-law, are you? You have to know that you have fallen into this trap, but you can't get out of it for several years.
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Zhang Fan smiled and said: "Don't worry, it's definitely not the case. I'm betting with others. The difference is several hundred million. If you have any spare money, call me as soon as possible!"
Ouyang Feng was confused again!
"Damn it, when did you start betting on stones? This is a technical job. Are you sure you're not giving money to others?"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "You don't believe me, damn, let me borrow it or not, in one sentence!"
Ouyang Feng was speechless! "Okay, how much do you want?"
"As much as you want! Don't worry, I'll return it to you later. If you don't return it, Chouba will give it to you!" Zhang Fan said!
Ouyang Feng said feebly: "A gentleman does not take away people's love! Wait, I will transfer it to you immediately!"
A minute later, Zhang Fan received the transfer text message!
One billion!
"Sure enough, he is a rich man!" Zhang Fan underestimated and immediately shouted to a group of people around him with excitement.
"I borrowed one billion. If anyone else wants to bet, come here! I will kill all of you! Anyone who is not afraid of death, come here!"
Listening to this voice, even Ye Qing's expression showed a look of disbelief!
Are you paralyzed, borrowing one billion with one phone call?
Who believes it!
"I don't believe it, I want to check the account!" Ye Qing said.
Zhang Fansen smiled coldly and said to the staff in the distance: "Go get a computer!"
The staff nodded and rushed out immediately!
Five minutes later, a laptop was delivered.
"Watch it!" Zhang Fan smiled coldly and immediately entered his account number and password. Soon, a long series of numbers appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"Hiss, one billion and fifty-two million!"
"Fuck, this kid really borrowed a billion?"
"What a bastard! Who is this guy? It's definitely not easy to borrow a billion dollars with just one phone call!"
"Hey, do it! I have 50 million here, boy, I'll bet it all on you!"
"I have thirty million here!"
"I have fifteen million here!"
Listening to these sounds, the pores all over Zhang Fan's body stretched out! He looked at the group of people around him, and his eyes became more and more pleasing to the eye.
They are all the God of Wealth who gives money!
"Go and write the receipt first, one for each person! If the money is not enough, I will borrow it! Don't be afraid that I have no money, today, we are going to have a big one! I will kill you!" Zhang Fan's exaggerated voice suddenly resounded.
stand up.
A group of people were surrounding, gnashing their teeth!
"Boy, don't be too arrogant, it's not certain who will die!"
"MMP, I can't stand my bad temper! I have 70 million here! Do you dare to take it?"
Zhang Fan looked at him with a playful look in his eyes: "This is a small amount of money, just a ball, what dare you not catch it! Go and write the receipt! Sign your name, line up and come over to sign, I will get some more money, if you have the skills, you guys will do it today
Win all my money!"
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, countless people sneered.
"Haha, the prodigal son came out of nowhere! He asked his girlfriend to choose three rough stones at random, and then dared to bet 10 million with Mr. Ye! I really feel sorry for his father!"
"I have to make him bankrupt! Fifty million, Stud! All in!"
Suddenly, a group of people became busy.
And Zhang Fan also called Dong Yu!
"Brother Xiaoyu, do you have money? Lend me some money!"
"Fanzi, are you drunk? Damn it, why do I feel a chill on my back? How much do you want to borrow?"
"One billion!"
"What? One billion? Where the hell did I get so much money? Wait, I'll go find the old man and ask him to give it to you!"
Soon, the amount on the computer screen directly changed to three billion and fifty-two million!
Looking at this number, everyone present became stunned.
Damn it, you borrowed 3 billion for two phones? Who the hell is this guy?