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Chapter 70

Suddenly I heard Brother Ziwei say: Boss, why don't you come in!

Li Zechuan was immediately shocked. He turned his head, looked at Ziwei, and said angrily, "Xiao Wei, you think too highly of me. A person like me who has no appearance and no strength, you let me

Go up and do some boxing. Isn't this an old man hanging himself because he thinks he has a long life? No matter how idle I am, I won't make fun of my own life. Or... you want to kill someone with a borrowed knife, huh?"

"How is this possible? My sincere loyalty to the boss is evident to everyone, so how could I do such a vicious thing?

I want you to participate in the competition, boss, because I think you are an extremely strong person. There is really no other meaning.

If my admiration for the boss is misunderstood by the boss, then I have nothing to say. You can do whatever you want. If I cry out in pain, my mother is not a man, huh!"

This kid is really good at pretending, and he talks so well that people who don't know why think that Li Zechuan has wrongly accused him.

"Damn it, I don't have that hobby, you better go home and find someone to play with slowly.

I have already told you to stay calm when things happen, but I just said it casually, and yet you are still in high spirits, don’t you even know what a joke is?" Li Zechuan said with a smile.

"Hey, it turned out to be a joke. Joking is good. It is good for physical and mental health and helps digestion. We should joke more.

Also, boss, let me tell you a secret: I actually like to joke the most, haha!"

Seeing that Li Zechuan seemed to be much calmer, Ziwei continued, "Then, boss, are you going to make it?"

By coincidence, Brother Ziwei's words were overheard by the waiter outside the door who brought them the gambling money.

"Oh my God, what are you talking about? If you can't have sex, how can you have sex with a woman? Sure enough, rich people don't have a good thing. They either think about eating, drinking and having fun all day long, or they think about harming the chastity of women from good families.

, he is just a shameless scum, huh!"

It's unbelievable that the waiter took it out of context and defined Li Zechuan and Ziwei as two heinous villains. They were really unjust.

However, this also indirectly tells us a truth: misunderstandings arise inadvertently like this.

Just as Li Zechuan was about to speak, he was interrupted by a knock on the door. He had to swallow what he wanted to say and gave Ziwei a wink and motioned for him to open the door.

When did the eldest son of our calligraphy family become a younger brother who can be called upon at will? Could it be that Li Zechuan is really that charming?

After the waiter gave the two of them their winnings, he was about to leave when he inadvertently saw a look of excitement on brother Ziwei's face. He immediately stopped and looked at Ziwei with interest.

There was also a bit of a joking expression on his face.

Brother Ziwei was busy checking the gambling money he had won and did not notice the strange expression on the waiter's face, but Li Zechuan saw it, and a wave of doubt also crept into his mind.

"Why does this waiter look at Ziwei with an ambiguous expression? What on earth does he want to do? Could it be that... they have hooked up a long time ago?

Damn, I really didn’t expect that this kid Ziwei is so good. I didn’t expect that this guy with a bad look would actually like this kind of tone, looking for a gay friend?

Cio, this is so disgusting, damn glass."

If the waiter knew that he was just curious to see how rich people would behave after winning money? Would he smile indifferently? Or would he laugh with excitement? Li Zechuan thought it was a hint to Ziwei, I

I think this guy will also go berserk.

He jumped up and cursed loudly: "It's great to be rich, but you guys know how to abuse little girls. It's more disgusting than me. Don't even try to deny it. I heard it outside the door. You two are not good people."

Maybe it's because he is just a little waiter, so he doesn't dare to go too far when others wantonly slander him, but some people are not so easy to get along with.

That is our young master with the nickname "Wei". If he knew that he was despised by a waiter just because he won some money, and because of the waiter's obscene smile, Li Zechuan thought that he was glass, what do you think?

How should he feel?

Even if he doesn't fight the two of them desperately, he seems to be fighting a battle with the two of them.

"Boss, there are so many people cheering. Did Xiao Hei win again?" After counting the amount of gambling money, Ziwei was a little excited by the huge amount and immediately wanted to share this joy with Li Zechuan.

But he found the waiter standing aside.

He hurriedly changed the words, and the words he changed with "an idea" seemed to him to be barely acceptable.

Originally what this guy was going to say was: a lot of money.

He was also afraid that the waiter would despise him. After all, he was the eldest son of a calligraphy family. How could he be excited about "little money" worth millions? He would definitely be laughed at.

So the kid hurriedly changed it: a lot of people were cheering.

It seemed to make sense, but in fact it was just a joke.

Seeing that the waiter and Li Zechuan both laughed, Ziwei was confused: Did they laugh because Xiao Hei won? Then if I win, should everyone in the world laugh? It's inexplicable.

Ziwei glared at the waiter, but he didn't know what to do. This guy couldn't stop laughing. Not only did he not pay attention to Ziwei's warning, but he laughed even more wildly. This situation immediately angered Ziwei.

"I said, what are you kidding about? Believe it or not, I told you to pack up and get out of here? If you don't get out of here right now, you dare to laugh at me. You really don't know how to live or die.

By the way, just ask Zhang Dabiao what will happen to those who dare to laugh at me, hum!"

This powerful and fierce shout had some effect. The waiter seemed to realize that he could not offend the person in front of him, so he immediately put on a smile and ran out of the box as if running away.

"Good boy, you have a bad temper. I would like to know what will happen if I offend you, huh?" Li Zechuan said, pretending to be angry.

"Haha, boss, how can you have the same knowledge as me? Besides, I just said that to the waiter and had no other meaning. Don't be angry. Being angry will hurt your body. Being angry will hurt your body. Haha!

"This guy's express delivery is surprisingly fast, and he seems to be on par with Li Zechuan.

"Really? I thought the person you said offended you also included me? After all, I laughed at you just now." Li Zechuan said lightly.

"No, no, how could it include the boss? I..." Ziwei explained hurriedly, but was interrupted by Li Zechuan before he finished speaking.

"However, you were wrong just now. Xiao Hei can't win, at least it's impossible to win again today."

"Why?" Ziwei asked.

"Because, today's three games are over, haha!" After saying that, Li Zechuan burst into laughter. Seeing this kid deflated seemed to be a happy thing.

"This..." Brother Ziwei was no longer so happy about winning money at this moment. He could even imagine the "ugly" face of the waiter who was laughing at him now, and suddenly felt a sense of shame and sadness:

I'm really embarrassed this time.

After taking the money and with a depressed look on his face, Li Zechuan came out of this underground arena.

Today's harvest is pretty good. I won money, watched a few exciting games, and became acquainted with Ziwei, a young man with such a background and power. What's rare is that this kid seems to be "dead-hearted" for me.

With such an awesome little brother, how can Li Zechuan be unhappy?

As for how to spend the remaining good time next, Li Zechuan already has a plan.
Chapter completed!
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