"I announce that in the first round of qualifying for this cooking competition, the shortlisted hotels in Group B are..."
Looking at the TV screen, Judge Xu of Group B slowly announced the results of the competition. Huang Xiaobei, who was sitting in front of the bar counter with the receipt in hand, could not help but feel the cold sweat falling from his forehead drop by drop. At the same time, his eyes were staring at the TV without moving.
The main judge on the screen.
Soon, President Xu of the Linzhou Catering Association in the TV broadcast announced the results of Group B with a smile.
"The two hotels shortlisted for Group B this time are Changfu Hotel from Linshi and Shanglin Hotel from Hubei!"
"Special code!" After seeing the results of the competition, an old chairman sitting next to Huang Xiaobei with a cigar in his mouth slapped the table in anger and cursed, "Grandma, what happened to Yucheng?"
Yes? Actually, the little-known Shanglin Hotel was eliminated. Damn it, I lost 800,000 yuan in vain!"
Mr. Lin on the side also shook his head in disbelief, "There is no way. Lao Zhao from Yucheng heard that his right hand was injured a few days ago, but Yucheng rejected it externally and said it was not the case."
Looking at the gloomy Yucheng chef Master Zhao on the TV broadcast, Mr. Lin sighed and shook his head, "Now it seems that Master Zhao's hand is probably seriously injured. Alas, it's a pity, he even entered the last competition.
The semi-finalists."
The old chairman with a cigar in his mouth puffed his beard and stared, "It doesn't matter what a pity he is, I've lost a total of 800,000 yuan!"
"Hey, don't talk about it, Old Liu. I also lost 300,000. Haha, the intelligence work was not done well." Mr. Lin patted his head with a smile, and his attitude was really good.
"I have to go back and settle the score with Lao Li from Yucheng. He kept it hidden." Chairman Liu angrily held his cigar in his mouth and turned around to play cards at the card table behind him.
At this time, watching his old friend leave angrily, Mr. Lin suddenly remembered that Huang Xiaobei, who was sitting next to him, had just bought Changfu and Shanglin? When he thought of that silly, snarky boy,
He actually won. Mr. Lin lamented that there is no such thing as luck, and at the same time, he was also ready to congratulate the special correspondent.
But Mr. Lin suddenly felt that something was not right.
Holding the whiskey in his hand, Mr. Lin thought very strangely.
Although he didn't know that kid for a long time, in his opinion, he was just a guy who couldn't keep two ounces of oil in his stomach. At this time, he bought two hotels, and the kid didn't make any move at all.
No?
Thinking about this, Mr. Lin looked towards him with some curiosity. The next second, before he could turn around, Mr. Lin felt a gust of wind suddenly sweep across his face, hardly knocking the old man directly to the ground.
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At this moment, Huang Xiaobei, who was sitting next to him and holding the receipt in his hand with an excited look on his face, rushed to Tang Seng in the distance like a hurricane.
He kicked Tang Seng off the table while he was pushing Pai Gow. Commissioner Huang sat down on Tang Seng's seat, suddenly raised his head, and stared nervously at the TV broadcast above the card game.
Seeing that it was time for Group D to announce the final result, Huang Xiaobei, who was holding the ticket tightly and being slapped on the head several times by Tang Seng, widened his eyes and waited for the result of Group D's game without moving.
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Finally, during the TV broadcast, the chief judge of Group D announced loudly, "The two shortlisted hotels in Group D of this cooking competition are Feilong Wine from Linshi..."
Hearing the word "flying dragon", Huang Xiaobei suddenly turned into a gust of wind, and ran to Lao Wei's table with a whoosh. He sat down on Lao Wei's lap, holding the bill tightly, and Huang Xiaobei was covered in cold sweat.
Xiaobei nervously watched the TV broadcast above his head.
Weslin, who was happily playing, looked at Huang Xiaobei sitting on his lap stupidly, wondering what this guy was going to do.
The bunny girl who was sitting on his other leg and feeding oranges to Weslin also looked at Commissioner Huang sitting next to her in amazement.
Are you here to steal a living?
Looking at the chief judge of Group F, he slowly opened the scoring sheet in his hand. Huang Xiaobei, who was holding the sheet tightly, maintained an extremely stiff posture with his head raised, and at the same time swallowed hard, and his whole body was shaking.
Both eyes were even bigger!
In the end, Judge Zhou, who is over 70 years old and has white hair in Group F, said in a hoarse voice, "The shortlisted hotels in Group F are Tiancheng Hotel from Shanghai and Tengyun Hotel in Henan.
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As soon as the words fell, the noisy VIP room suddenly fell silent in Huang Xiaobei's ears.
Hearing the word "Teng Yun", hearing the big dark horse of 1:3.7 that he bought at the last moment before the market was closed! Huang Xiaobei trembled all over, closed his eyes tightly and instantly pinched the ticket stub in his hand.
Huang Xiaobei, who was sitting on Wei Silin's lap, closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fists, suddenly shed tears in his eyes.
Under the astonished gazes of Weslin and Miss Bunny Girl, Huang Xiaobei was seen trembling all over, his head sluggishly raised, watching the broadcast of the game sluggishly, and listening to the final result of the game sluggishly.
After a long silence, Huang Xiaobei's tense body suddenly relaxed, and he suddenly let out a large mouthful of turbid air that had been held in his heart for a long time.
"Hehe, hehehe, hehehe..." Huang Xiaobei looked up and closed his eyes, choking and shedding bitter tears.
"Eighty-four thousand...I won another eighty-four thousand~~~I finally waited for this day, I, I finally waited for this day!!"
Huang Xiaobei, who held his head in his hands and cried silently, stared at his lap and whispered to himself.
"120,000, I made 120,000 in one day! Damn it, you're the one to do it!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crazy correspondent jumped up on the card table, his eyes blurred by tears, but he spread his arms and looked up to the sky laughing, his bloodshot and tearful eyes filled with the word madness!
"Hahaha, I won, I, Huang Xiaobei, won!! 120,000, hahaha, I won 120,000 in one day! Hahahaha, where is that little bitch Yiyi! Come out! Come out!
!Hahaha, old man Zhang, where is your daughter! Where is your daughter! Lezi Liu, why the hell did you kneel down and sing Conquer! Uncle, uncle, I won money, uncle, you don’t have to worry about me anymore, I won.
,I won!!!!"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei, who was standing on the card table, laughing wildly, as if he had won the whole world, all the bosses and chairman of the board around him looked at him with open arms, looking up and crying and laughing with admiration.
look.
This person has never seen money...
Can you do this with 120,000 yuan? Oh my god, how did such a poor person get in here?
Looking at Huang Xiaobei standing on the card game, laughing loudly and crying loudly, laughing out his sadness and crying out his grievances for so many years. Karl, who was standing silently by the stairs on the second floor, looked at him silently.
he.
Seeing Huang Xiaobei laughing, seeing Huang Xiaobei laughing and squatting on the card table with his head in his hands and crying, Karl's eyes suddenly became lonely.
Because he had a very complicated emotion in his heart now, because looking at Huang Xiaobei like this, Karl suddenly felt that he was a very easy-to-satisfy person, so satisfied that it made Karl sigh.
Yes, after just winning 120,000 yuan, he became like this. He was crying and laughing again, and he even lost himself.
Haha, it’s ridiculous, right? But in Karl’s opinion, this is the saddest thing.
Because his senior is too easily satisfied, because such people who are easily satisfied often get too little in the past, or they have never had a good life, or have never even seen it. Otherwise, he will not
He won't cry and laugh just because he won money, and he will cry so sadly, as if a person with nothing is suddenly aware that the world still leaves him with a trace of warmth.
For a moment, looking at Huang Xiaobei squatting on the card table, burying his head in his knees and sobbing softly, Karl suddenly felt that it would be good to let him keep winning like this, because listening to Huang Xiaobei's crazy words just now, although it seemed
They are all stupid, but aside from those crazy things, it seems that there are only two things left.
One is love and the other is family affection.
The senior likes the eldest lady, but he knows that this is impossible because he is not worthy of the eldest lady, and he does not want to be criticized for being a softie, so he has always avoided the eldest lady. But after winning
After gaining money and gaining strength, he could finally speak his mind frankly.
And his uncle, his first reaction when he won money was happiness. He was happy that he no longer had to worry about his future, and he was happy that he no longer had to leave his house to him in order to marry him in the future.
What is he happy about? He is just happy that he finally has some ability to speak, and has the capital to not worry his relatives anymore.
Lowering his head, Karl smiled bitterly.
He doesn't want much, that's all...
His senior... is actually very simple.
Looking at Huang Xiaobei who was pulled off the gaming table and out of the VIP room by the security guards, and looking at Huang Xiaobei who was still crying and laughing even after being dragged out of the VIP room, shouting that he finally won, Karl
He withdrew his gaze, sighed slightly, and then turned around and returned to the private room.
Senior, you are very innocent. I only hope that you can continue to maintain this innocence, but this is impossible, because you are relying on gambling, and you have been on the wrong path from the beginning.
No matter what your original intention is, you are ultimately on the wrong path.
Forget it, I won't care about you anymore, let reality teach you everything.
Walking into the private room, Karl gently closed the door.
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Ten o'clock in the evening, in the restaurant on the first floor of Donghuang Hotel.
Before the mall next door to the Donghuang Hotel closed, the serious boss Huang Xiaobei, who had a huge fortune of 120,000 yuan, quickly spent 2,000 yuan to buy a black suit from the mall and wore it.
On the body.
Not only that, he also bought a pair of sunglasses and put them on his face. Did you see the bruise on the left side of your face? That was just from the fall.
At this moment, Huang Xiaobei was wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he looked like a dog. He had sunglasses on his face and a Coke in his hand. He waved his hands and smiled at the people who came to attend his celebration banquet.
"Eat, eat it with all your heart! Boss Huang is treating you tonight!"
At the same time, the arrogant Boss Weslin also raised his hand and threw 30,000 yuan from his chef's uniform and threw it on the dining table, "Minister Health is also treating me!"
Elder Tang smiled disdainfully and threw out 20,000 yuan, "Let me tell you, the poor monk is the last one who is not lucky, otherwise 100,000 yuan will be nothing!"
"Hahaha, well said, come and win the first stage of our great cause of getting rich, cheers!"
Looking at Huang Xiaobei and the other three people, they picked up their respective wine glasses and clinked them vigorously, then drank them all in one gulp. After that, the three of them looked at each other and laughed loudly. Karl, Brother Mao Zi, and Wang Erming, who were sitting at the dinner table, were in a complicated mood.
They looked into each other's eyes.
Did they really win?
After drinking up the Coke in his hand, Boss Huang turned around and said to the waiter at Donghuang Hotel with great enthusiasm, "I'll serve you whatever you can, and I'll serve you whatever's good! Spend it at the standard of five hundred yuan!"
Lao Wei glared and cursed loudly, "Look at how poor you are, you still pay five hundred yuan? I said brother, don't listen to him, just follow the standard of five thousand yuan! I'm treating you!"
Boss Huang coughed awkwardly, then ran to Brother Maozi and Karl, pinched Brother Maozi and Karl's shoulders proudly and said, "Okay, then Lao Wei invites you to dinner, and I will treat you guys to a drink. Brother Maozi,
Tell me, what would you like to drink, senior, I will treat you well today."
After saying that, Huang Xiaobei took out two boxes of Diaoyutai from the briefcase he bought as a gift and placed them in front of Karl. He said with a smile, "Come on, junior, this is a small gift from me, senior. Hurry up.
Come on, keep it, it’s more than a hundred per box. What the hell, don’t say thank you, senior is such a generous person!”
Hearing Huang Xiaobei say that he wanted to treat himself to a drink, and that he could drink whatever he wanted, brother Mao Zi couldn't hold it any longer, swallowed his saliva, and immediately waved cheerfully, "Thank you then, senior, waiter.
Sir, please bring us two boxes..."
Seeing Karl looking at him with an emotionless look, Brother Mao Zi subconsciously shrank his neck and said with a smile, "Well, just two bottles of water of life, and a box of better beer, okay, okay
?"
Looking at Brother Maozi's pitiful appearance, Karl sighed, "One bottle of whiskey, three bottles of beer."
"Okay sir, I'll bring it to you."
Seeing the waiter running to get the wine and serving the food, and seeing Huang Xiaobei and the three of them complimenting each other again, Carl felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know if he should leave this occasion. After all, he really didn't want to see Huang Xiaobei.
Those people in the north looked arrogant.
But looking at the two boxes of Diaoyutai placed in front of him by Huang Xiaobei, Karl pursed his lips, and finally just sighed slightly.
How should I put it? The senior is indeed not a stingy person, of course, only when he has money. (To be continued)