"Mr. Wan, don't worry. After you join our company, your salary will be good and you will receive bonuses. Several million a year is not a problem."

Wan Qianqiu smiled bitterly and said, "It would be better if you came earlier."

Yang Qiuyu sighed in a low voice and said: "This is fate, luck! Mortals can't control it. By the way, we have preliminary information on Sikongcheng's wife, sister, and daughter. You can take a look at it tonight and lock in a target first, and then we will

start to act."

Before the revenge plan was implemented, Wan Qianqiu was still living in the Bowang Hotel.

After dinner in the evening, Wan Qianqiu opened the folder and started reading.

Sikong Cheng’s wife is Ma Chunfang, his daughter is Sikong Yu, and his sister is Sikong Jing.

Ma Chunfang is 35 years old, 3 years older than me, Sikong Yushang is 21 years older than me, and Sikong Jing is 32 years old and the same age as me.

Ma Chunfang had a vacant position as a vice president in the furniture factory of her old company in the empty city. Every day she played mahjong, went shopping, and had fun. Her life was enjoyable.

After watching it for more than an hour, Wan Qianqiu decided to start with Ma Chunfang.

Early the next morning, Wan Qianqiu went to Yang Qiuyu's room.

"Mr. Yang, I have read the information and I think it is best for Ma Chunfang to take action."

Yang Qiuyu said: "Are you good at picking up girls?"

"Not Powerful……"

"Hey, are you sure you want to take revenge?"

"Sure, I will act this as a script, and you will make a script for me."

"good!"

The next step was to discuss how to attack Ma Chunfang. For this purpose, we also invited a psychology major and senior male public relations from three nightclubs.

It took two full days to discuss the plan to pick up girls.

A careful plan was formulated.

Ma Chunfang's biggest hobby is gambling, betting on what she likes first.

The mahjong parlor she often went to was on the third floor of Dongcheng Building. It was the best mahjong parlor in the area. At that time, there were still very few mahjong machines. This mahjong parlor already used machine mahjong.

Wan Qianqiu walked into the mahjong parlor wearing a gray shirt with an open collar, a pair of narrow-legged trousers that had been finished, and a LV leather bag in hand.

This mahjong parlor is divided into two parts, one hall, which is called Zakai in the local dialect, which means two levels. First, there is no fixed set, so you can make up your own and play as you go; second, it means getting together.

There is also a box, which is divided into ordinary box and luxury box.

As for the luxury box, it provides three meals and late night snacks, and the food is all big fish, meat and seafood. Moreover, the owner of the mahjong parlor is very good at business and hired a retired chef. The taste of the food is comparable to the food in a big hotel.

Of course, the charges in the luxury box are also high, and the charge is the Taiwanese fee. Hu Yiyi will give the boss half a cent for the Taiwanese staff. For example, if Hu Yiyi costs 100 yuan, he will pay 5 yuan. Calculated in this way, it will cost him 5 yuan per day.

Can make a lot of money.

In the luxury box, the games are very big. There are often 8 games in a game, and the starting price is tens of thousands. The boss draws 500, and there is no problem playing 10 games a day. It is 5,000. With that much, three meals and midnight snacks are provided.

Add fruit and you'll understand.

Before Wan Qianqiu came, Yang Qiuyu had already told him everything about the mahjong parlor. Ma Chunfang was playing cards in the luxurious box. The road had been paved and the script had been acted.

Whether it succeeds or not depends on Wan Qianqiu’s own ability.

After entering the mahjong parlor, Wan Qianqiu wandered around the hall first.

There was an empty seat at a table, so Wan Qianqiu sat on it and said, "Boss, drive the pile!"

"Piling" means counting and telling the boss that I have sat down. The rules of the Bowang City Mahjong Hall are that as long as you sit down to play, you must say hello to the boss and give you a card slot to record the number of times you have played.

The person who came here was not the boss. Anyway, the waiters and spectators were all called bosses. The real boss was in the box area looking after him, or just making up the numbers and playing cards with the rich.

After getting into the card slot, Wan Qianqiu started to play cards. The people playing cards with him were three women, two aunts and a young woman who were locals.

"Hey, young man, you look like the boss right now." The aunt, who is about 60 years old, looked up and down at Wan Qianqiu.

"Can you see all this?" Wan Qianqiu asked with a smile.

"You are right. Even though I am old, I was a tailor when I was young. Your clothes, tsk tsk, are custom-made, right? Look at the stitches on the cuffs. They are all handmade.

The stitches and the buttons are also made by hand. I can tell the buttons on the buttoning machine and the buttons on the hand at a glance!" The aunt smacked her mouth a few times, then said with a sly smile, "That old man just punched me.

Game, I lost 200 yuan and ran away, it’s boring, you have to play a little longer.”

"It depends on the situation. The main thing is that if you play too small, I won't be able to do it."

"Hey, that's right. How about we fight harder?" The aunt said to the aunt wearing glasses across from her.

The bespectacled aunt said: "Then do you usually take a lot of shots?"

"I'll give you 1,000 a piece."

The two aunts were dumbfounded. One piece cost 1,000. If you take 6 pieces in one hand, it would be 6,000.

"The fight is so big!" The young woman couldn't hold it in any longer, "So you have money to come to a mahjong parlor? Are you really rich? Or are you just pretending?"

Wan Qianqiu was unequivocal and took out a wad of money from his wallet, which contained 50,000 yuan.

The three women were shocked. There was no mobile payment in that era, it was an era when cash was king.

Seeing so much money, you know that Wan Qianqiu is a wealthy owner.

"Then we can't fight that big, you have to go to the luxury box." The young woman said, looking at the pile of money with envy.

"Oh? There are also luxury boxes here?"

"Yes, I'll talk to the boss later and you can play with us first." The bespectacled lady couldn't hold back anymore.

"Okay, let's have some fun first."

"We're playing small, it's 10 yuan a piece." said the aunt.

"OK!"

The young woman and the two aunts are neighbors, and they have a tacit understanding after playing together for a long time. There is no reason not to kill such a good "fat pig".

The three of them had a tacit understanding and cooperated with each other.

After playing a game, Wan Qianqiu didn't make any mistakes.

"Oh, it's really unlucky to be careless!" Wan Qianqiu said, shaking his head.

"If you play a few more games, your luck will come." The aunt said with a smile.

"The main thing is that I'm not interested. If you lose, you'll only lose a little bit." Wan Qianqiu just gave them money. According to the script, he first let others know that he was rich in the lobby, and then went to the luxury box.

After calling for about 2 hours, I saw Ma Chunfang coming in through the gate, and then two well-dressed people came in one after another, a man and a woman. The man was called San'er by everyone, and the woman was called Bingbing.

They are all Ma Chunfang's regular poker friends. San'er is a supermarket owner, Bingbing is a housewife, and her husband runs a foreign trade company.

The luxury boxes are very popular, and the players are basically familiar with each other.

After entering the luxury box, Ma Chunfang said: "Why isn't Yanping coming?"

"Who knows? I've already called and said the car was hit." San'er said.
Chapter completed!