1 "Brother Ning Yi, are you really going to Aomen to participate in the gambling game?"

Looking at Zhao Zicheng's back as he left, Ran Ranran asked worriedly.

"Yes, Young Master Ning, I think Zhao Zicheng is not at ease."

Tian Jiawen also advised.

"He's right, I can't refuse."

Ning Yi smiled bitterly and said, "I guess I have made plans since he came, and the purpose is to find ways to get me to participate in his bet."

"You mean that Xu Kaihua is fake?"

Tian Jiawen's expression suddenly changed.

"No, this should be true."

Ning Yi said: "What he said should be true, because if it is fake, it is just an excuse for me not to participate in the gambling game."

"Then why he is so hardworking and trying to get you to participate in the gambling game?"

Wu Junyang asked in confusion: "Are he sure he can win your car and house?"

You should know that Ning Yi's Lamborghini poison, the price of the Siheyuan and the pair of Yuan blue and white vases, has exceeded 500 million. How could Zhao Zicheng be sure that he will definitely win?

"This is also something I don't understand."

Ning Yi shook his head and said that he couldn't understand.

"Will he make a thousand yuan in the bet?"

Ran Ranran suddenly asked.

"It shouldn't."

Ning Yi shook his head and said, "Because the people he told me just now are too big. If he dares to make a thousand dollars in such a bet, let alone Zhao Zicheng, even the entire Zhao family will be damaged."

As he said that, Ning Yi told them the identities of the people Zhao Zicheng had just mentioned who were about to participate in the gambling game.

"hiss!"

When Tian Jiawen and the other two were all breathing a sigh of relief when they heard the names Ning Yi said.

"It seems that Zhao Zicheng will not be able to make a thousand yuan in the gambling game."

Wu Junyang sighed: "The combined influence of these people is enough to prevent the Zhao family from doing anything."

"What is Zhao Zicheng's efforts to do such a lot of trouble?"

Ran Ranran couldn't help but ask.

Ning Yi and the other two looked at each other, but they were puzzled.

They never expected that Zhao Zicheng actually made a commission-drawing business.

In fact, even if they told Ning Yi and the other two, they might not believe it, because in their opinion, with the strength and dignity of the Zhao family, they would never let their children do such shameful business.

But as the saying goes, Zhao Zicheng did it the opposite, and it made him do it so well.

...

The next day, because Ran Ranran had to broadcast live, Ning Yi flew to Aomen alone.

"Thank you, I don't need it."

Looking at the third flight attendant who came over to ask if he needed water, Ning Yi refused helplessly.

After he entered the plane, a flight attendant kept coming to ask, asking if he wanted to drink water and the other asked if he wanted to eat something, which made Ning Yi very upset.

"Oh, it seems that with my appearance, I should honestly choose business class, and that's how it is."

This guy was thinking.

...

As soon as the plane landed, his cell phone ringed.

"Mr. Ning, you see the Rolls-Royce on the tarmac. I've arranged someone to pick you up."

On the phone, Zhao Zicheng was not as arrogant as before, but was like a kind businessman who made money.

Ning Yi frowned at the hanging phone.

If something goes wrong, there will be a demon.

"Forget it, since you come, you can rest assured. I want to see what medicine is sold in Zhao Zicheng's gourd."

Ning Yi shook his head and walked to the front of Rolls-Royce.

"Mr. Ning, please come in."

A strong man in black bowed respectfully to Ning Yi and asked him to get in the car.

"Well, it seems that I should consider hiring a few bodyguards."

Looking at the strong man in black, Ning Yi thought.

Which protagonist of the ordinary tycoon is not with ten or eight bodyguards when he goes out? It’s only himself, he is alone.

Soon, Rolls-Royce took Ning Yi to the front of a hotel.

"Mr. Ning, our young master has given instructions. Please wait here, he will come soon."

After leading Ning Yi into a top-class suite in the hotel, the man in black bowed and left.

"This Zhao Zicheng has a lot of things to do."

Ning Yi sighed as he looked at the luxuriously decorated room.

The impression of Zhao Zicheng that he had before completely disappeared, but his vigilance in his heart became stronger and stronger.

As the saying goes, politeness and others are more than asking for anything. Since Zhao Zicheng can allow himself to live in such a high-end and luxurious hotel, it only means that he has gained more from himself!

After resting in the hotel for about an hour, Zhao Zicheng came over.

"Mr. Ning, how about you? How about you rest?"

Zhao Zicheng had a strong smile on his face.

"not bad."

Ning Yi nodded, and then asked tentatively: "Mr. Zhao is very generous in his actions."

"Ha ha!"

Zhao Zicheng smiled and said, "Mr. Ning is making fun of me. What scenes are you, Mr. Ning?"

Zhao Zicheng pretended not to hear Ning Yi's meaning and said directly: "Then let's go and meet with the others, how about it?"

"The guest follows the host's will."

Ning Yi took a secret breath and then went to the casino with Zhao Zicheng.

...

People come and go, and traffic is full of traffic.

Although it is only noon now, the casino is still crowded with people.

"Mr. Ning, please come here."

Zhao Zicheng took Ning Yi to a special elevator, and then arrived at the VIP room on the 36th floor of the casino.

After entering, Ning Yi's heart was shocked.

"The boss of Yifeng Group, the boss of Pianhe Group, the boss of Jinhui Group..."

Looking at the big bosses who are important in their respective fields, Ning Yi, who was already mentally prepared, was still secretly shocked by the weight of the people in this VIP room.

"This is much more luxurious than what Zhao Zicheng said before!"

Ning Yi thought to himself.

"Boy Zhao, does this kid look at him a little bit?"

Seeing Zhao Zicheng bringing Ning Yi in, Jinhui Group CEO Wei Jinhui asked.

Wei Jinhui is nearly sixty years old, so it is reasonable to call Ning Yi, who is just eighteen years old.

"Mr. Wei, you actually have some fate with Young Master Ning."

Zhao Zicheng led Ning Yi to sit in a seat and said, "Do you still remember the Jiade auction in Tianjing last month? That pair of Yuan blue and white porcelain was bought by Mr. Ning."

"Ah, it's you."

Wei Jinhui suddenly realized, then smiled at Ning Yi and said, "What a pity, I didn't go to the scene at the last auction, otherwise it wouldn't be your turn to the Yuan blue and white porcelain."

"Then I will thank Mr. Wei for his concession last time."

Ning Yi said with a smile.

He actually felt it was a pity, because if Wei Jinhui was present, with the unlimited money of the system, Ning Yi could definitely raise the price of the pair of Yuan blue and white porcelain.

While the few were chatting, the door opened again. A man with a big belly and a woman with a charming figure and charming appearance walked in.
To be continued...