When Gui Wangda mentioned his trump card, he narrowed his eyes subconsciously and glanced at Zhou Xiaoxing secretly. The latter didn't pay much attention to him, and he was very satisfied.

I guess Zhou Xiaoxing still doesn’t know that what he said inadvertently before may become a help in bringing them closer in the future.

What is it?

It's as simple as investing in the Global Elite Center.

This is a big project, and without him as a middleman, Zhou Xiaoxing would probably probably not complete it with a high probability of 70% to 80%.

Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that he has any special status or rights in the elite center, but...

He knows a very important person.

Director Chen.

Even if this person is extremely philistine and extremely carefree.

But one thing remains unchanged.

If you have money, you will become a grandson.

Without exception.

In other words, he and Zhou Xiaoxing will only be separated for a short time tonight, and there will be many opportunities to meet each other in the future.

As for Ninth Brother...

In this life, it is best not to have any intersection, and the best state is to live without contact until death.

Gambling is not a good thing, let alone having anything to do with a casino owner.

It’s scary to think about it.

Ghost Wangda withdrew his gaze from Zhou Xiaoxing, focused his eyes on the money around him, took a deep breath, his heart slowly calmed down, and silently waited for Zhou Xiaoxing to tell him to leave.

Not surprisingly, this time won’t be too long.

Ninth Brother made it so obvious. Zhou Xiaoxing naturally understood. He raised his head slightly, looked around the casino, and finally his eyes rested on the irregular wall clock behind Ninth Brother.

Three points and one word.

Time flies so fast!

Where did the time go?

Suddenly, an inspiration came to Zhou Xiaoxing's mind, as if he had thought of something important.

The corners of his mouth formed a line, and he instantly understood Brother Jiu's thoughts.

It turns out that he has something up his sleeve.

Anyway, if he really wants to change his destiny and follow him, that's not a bad idea.

As long as he can get the money.

In the 1950s and 1960s when the rules were relatively opaque, as long as you invested in a company like the Global Elite Center, you would basically not suffer a big loss.

There's nothing you can do about it, the dividends of the times are like this, if you make a mistake, this village will not have this store.

The corners of Zhou Xiaoxing's mouth moved. The muscles in his mouth quickly relaxed, and he felt much better. He raised his shoulders back slightly.

When I think of it, I can take a hot bath and lie down comfortably on the big bed in my third uncle's house.

There are many proud things in life, and this is probably one of them.

Especially in the middle of the night.

In another forty or fifty minutes, Zhou Xiaoxing will be able to see the enduring topic that has been covered by media magazines in the previous life: Have you ever seen the streets at four in the morning...

Uh...

Does this kind of news count...

Ugh...

No matter what, it has nothing to do with him.

Zhou Xiaoxing does not belong to the audience group of that type of report at all.

He always follows his biological clock and wakes up at any time he wants. He is not interested in other things like four o'clock.

Everyone is different, and what suits you is the most appropriate.

For now, the most important thing to him is...

Follow what Brother Jiu said.

He curled his eyes, showed a polite yet embarrassed smile, and looked at Brother Ninth, who was quietly waiting for a reply.

"Brother Ninth, even so, let's leave first."

There should be something behind these words, such as a chance to gamble again, or to make a friend, or to simply explain a few words and not reveal his identity...

Zhou Xiaoxing didn’t even talk about it.

Brother Jiu is not the younger brother. He needs to be told repeatedly. He is an adult. If there is a connection of interests, there will naturally be intersections.

Brother Jiu naturally understood, and without too much entanglement, he stood up directly and stretched his right hand towards the door.

"High school student, I'm very happy tonight. You are the most special gambler since I opened the casino for so long."

Needless to say, Brother Jiu bowed his head and sent Gao Jin and the others out.

Smiling, bending down, and leading the way cautiously...

This respectful attitude really surprised Ghost King Da, who no one cared about.

Brother Ninth, who was a bad guy in front of him, turned out to be as docile as a little sheep in front of Zhou Xiaoxing.

Ah this...

Strength determines treatment.

The law of nature, one thing is better than another, is also applicable in human society.

I'm speechless.

He is a person who competes in free fighting competitions. Any player who takes the field is afraid of his seven or eight points, but...

When he arrived at the casino, he was nothing.

Unfair.

Zhou Xiaoxing just knows how to gamble a little money, just...

Ugh...

What was he doing? He was so good that he became jealous of Zhou Xiaoxing.

Gui Wangda realized that his mind was a little evil, so he quickly reached out his hand and gently slapped his mouth, pretending that his first thought did not appear in his mind.

Zhou Xiaoxing is his friend, nothing to envy, jealousy or hate.

Brother Jiu didn't pay any attention to the ghost Wang Da behind him. All his attention was now on Gao Jin.

Looking at him was like looking at the cornucopia of the God of Wealth. It seemed that as soon as Gao Jin walked out of his casino, he would...

It’s beautiful just thinking about it.

It's just another problem, neither big nor small.

Gao Jin has 40 million, and if nothing else, he will probably make big moves. Most of the cash in his casino is here, and it will be difficult for him to come up with the same amount of money in a short period of time.

But don’t worry too much. Money can only be obtained by borrowing it.

You know, for more than a year, he has been playing cards with black and white people when he has nothing to do. It is not without any effect.

In other words, as long as he knows Gao Jin's next move, he can handle it flexibly.

He will take care of everything related to his destiny-changing matter.

Besides, if there was an opportunity to make money, he didn't believe that those black and white people who were used to collecting money wouldn't be interested.

Zhou Xiaoxing didn't think much about it. He just thought about how he should introduce himself when he arrived at his third uncle's house. Should he continue to use the identity of Gao Jin, or should he be Zhou Xiaoxing, their future younger brother...

Without too much entanglement, he planned to act according to the situation and see the specific situation.

Soon, Zhou Xiaoxing said goodbye to Ninth Brother and Ghost Wangda, and met up with Third Uncle.

Seeing Brother Ninth entering the casino and Gui Wangda driving away in his dilapidated second-hand car, Zhou Xiaoxing stood beside Third Uncle and instinctively squeezed Third Uncle with his elbow.

"High school student, what are you doing? It seems that our relationship is not enough to do such a small gesture."

Ah this...

It was Zhou Xiaoxing who was careless.

His current identity is Gao Jin, a god who won 40 million in the casino where Uncle San worked a few dozen minutes ago, isn't it...

He smiled, with a proud smile in his joy.

Although the third uncle was born twenty years later, his temperament and temperament have not changed much. He is still so childish, and Zhongyi is a head-scratcher in words.

Understand, he will now explain to his third uncle that he is his nephew, and the latter will definitely not believe it.
To be continued...