The night is charming and the water "waves" are sparkling.
The rather sentimental colored glass lamp shines on the clean and flawless snow-white skin of Li Xiaowen opposite, giving it a green sculptured beauty.
After Li Xiaowen went into the water.
It's like a mermaid soaking in the water, not daring to make any big moves.
She just gently stirred up the water with her hands, blinking her peach-blossom eyes simply. Sometimes she would look up at Lin Zheng, and found that Lin Zheng had been staring at her. She immediately lowered her head again, her red lips pursed, a little charming.
Lin Zheng was in a trance.
This girl is really speechless.
How on earth did someone so simple grow so big?
It's almost swollen.
Lin Zheng and Li Xiaowen haven't even had sex for a while, and they plan to find some opportunities to have physical contact.
But soon it started to rain.
It wasn't raining at first, but it was thundering.
no way.
Lin Zheng quickly urged her to get up and go back together.
Of course when you get up.
Only then did Lin Zheng realize that what Li Xiaowen was wearing was not a black bikini, but a slightly conservative blue swimsuit. It seemed like it was just his fantasy.
But even so, she is still extremely beautiful, innocent and a little bit sexy.
But she is very cautious.
As soon as he got up, he ran to get a bathrobe, wrapped it tightly around his delicate body, and then ran away shyly.
Watching her return.
Lin Zheng only has one sentence: polish.
...
Lin Zheng returned from the hot spring and found that everyone else in the company was gathered in a large room, competing in an intellectual and financial game.
Well! To put it simply, it’s just playing mahjong.
There are still many people in the company who like this Chinese quintessence, and it seems like they are indispensable wherever they go.
Although Lin Zheng can fight, he has never found it fun. How can it be fun with a woman?
But I had nothing to do when I went back, so I went in for a walk.
There are four people on the mahjong table now.
They are all big names in the company.
Director Ma of the office, Director Zeng of the marketing department, and Director Li of the Party and Mass Department.
There is another one: Mr. Lin who is Lu Bu among men and Red Rabbit among horses.
Almost all the other minions, commissioners and others chose to gather behind Mr. Lin to watch the game and cheer him on.
It is estimated that no one dares to stand in other people's team.
Unless you don't want to do it anymore.
Every time Mr. Lin touches a card or plays a card, these extras will pretend to be surprised and then comment.
"Mr. Lin is awesome, you can see the cards behind me, right?"
"Mr. Lin is strategizing. This is a great way to make a fortune. You can only make it if you are willing to give it up."
But Mr. Lin touched another fortune, and he just avoided it.
"If Mr. Lin has divine help, he will kill again."
"..." It's really a bunch of dogs.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this group of people.
At most, it's just oral pleasure.
Ding Caizi is admirable.
He positioned himself as a waiter, squatting next to him to help everyone pour tea and cut fruits, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of lighting cigarettes for Mr. Lin and Director Ma. Sometimes he even pinched Mr. Lin's shoulders.
Damn it!!
If one person analyzes five characters, you must be the most diligent in the world.
Lin Zheng finally knew why he was arranged to come here.
It turns out we really need a waiter.
Capitalized service.
At this moment, Lin Zheng suddenly remembered what Master Guan said: Director Ma once rushed to help him wash his underwear. Lin Zheng never believed this kind of thing. Who the hell could do such a disgusting thing?
But after seeing what Ding Wancai is doing now, you don't mean to ask him to wash Mr. Lin's underwear, you probably want him to lick it.
Of course these little guys.
It's not like they don't want to go on stage to fight.
But not qualified enough.
Firstly, there are not enough positions, so they can’t take their turn, and secondly, the purse is not enough, because they are very big.
Lin Zheng didn’t even know what the concept was.
Anyway, just now, Director Zeng lost one thousand and fifty.
Damn, this is simply terrifying.
These guys are really rich.
people around.
Even if you don’t play, you can still bet on horses.
Almost all of them are Mr. Lin who buys from us. They just trust their leaders so blindly.
Lin Zheng looked at a few hands and found that no matter how bad the cards were, Mr. Lin could live up to expectations in the end.
Touch yourself continuously.
Luck is as strong as a furnace.
Damn it.
Is Mr. Lin really that strong?
.....
"Touch yourself, haha, it's all the same, give me money, give me money."
Mr. Lin touched himself again, with a happy expression on his face, and accepted the money with a smile.
"Mr. Lin, I really have never won a mahjong game with you. I almost touched the card myself, and you beat me to it again."
Director Ma shook his head helplessly.
"Our Mr. Lin's game of cards is impeccable and we have every strategy. We give it to everyone who comes."
Director Zeng also agreed.
Lin Zheng saw that although several directors were sighing and dejected, they were very happy to pay and there was no ambiguity at all.
So generous?
As everyone talked, the movements of their hands did not stop, and the next round soon started.
This time.
Our Mr. Lin may be getting excited.
I glanced at my cards and thought they were pretty good.
Then he raised his head and smiled, looking at the directors with ambiguous eyes.
"How about I give you a chance to make a comeback tonight? Let's play something bigger."
The other three directors glanced at each other, their eyes full of helplessness and bitterness, but they still managed to smile and said.
"I can do it."
"As long as Mr. Lin is happy."
"Mr. Lin, you have the final say."
Something doesn't seem right.
"Then let's play bigger, five hundred."
Mr. Lin gave the number.
When the other three heard this, they all gasped, as if they were about to die.
Even the wealthy Director Ma is a little stiff.
Director Li rummaged through his wallet with a constipated expression.
Lin Zheng seemed to understand something.
The card game has begun.
Everyone still stood behind Mr. Lin and kept cheering.
The four of them are all veterans, and they play cards very quickly. You come and I go back and forth.
Bump, bump, bump... Mr. Lin was still very smooth and bumped three pieces at once.
Then the next second, it was blurry.
Fortunately, there is no winning horse, and the three companies lose 500, which is not too much.
Next one.
Mr. Lin was very lucky. He made a straight move, quadrupled the winnings, and won the horse. Each of the directors lost 200.
Several directors seemed to have a bit of pain on their faces, but they still gave the money readily.
No one dares to default on money owed to Mr. Lin.
The third one.
Mr. Lin's cards are not very good.
The suits are scattered and the cards are uneven, making it impossible to win no matter how you look at it.
He also has a semi-giving up style of play.
But I kept touching and touching, and I still couldn't get my own card, but the strange thing was that the other three players never got their own cards either.
In the end, everyone ended up in a draw.
The three directors breathed a sigh of relief.
The fourth one.
Lin Zheng felt that things might not be that simple.
He quietly moved his body and ran to watch Director Ma fight. After all, Director Ma was at Mr. Lin's last home.
Director Ma's hand has a neat card with three Kong heads. It is in the state of drawing cards from the beginning, and there are as many as six drawing cards, which means that no matter who comes with eyes closed, he can win.
But after receiving such a card, Director Ma was not very happy. Instead, he looked solemn and said melancholy: "I'm not lucky, how can I play this card?"
Is this...the requirements so high now?
Is it true that I can’t play mahjong...
Director Ma is still pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
The poker game is getting started.
Mr. Lin played a card of 90,000.
At that moment, Director Ma said "bang" almost as a conditioned reflex, but immediately smiled stiffly and said: "To scare you, no, no..."
Lin Zheng saw him giving orders back and forth for a long time with three 90,000 yuan.
"Old horse, you're cheating."
"My eyes are dim, I guess." Others laughed.
....
Lin Zheng was a little confused.
Could it be that Director Ma gave up the leverage just to touch himself?
There is this possibility.
But Lin Zheng soon realized that he was overthinking, because at this time, Director Ma drew a 50,000 card. Even a fool would know that this was a self-drawn card.
But Lao Ma said with a wry smile on his face: "What kind of cards are these?"
Then he directly split it into ten thousand and threw it away.
"bump.."
Mr. Lin shouted happily that he finally got the card.
There was no more suspense, Mr. Lin won again.
.....
Lin Zheng understood.
What cards are you playing? What you are playing is human relations.
But this is it.
A round costs several thousand dollars.
Who else dares to play and who can afford to play if he is not the director?
In their hearts, money is nothing, as long as Mr. Lin is happy.
"Mr. Lin, you are so awesome, you can even touch this card yourself."
"Mr. Lin, you are so good at playing cards. I thought you were called Suozi. I really didn't expect that."
"Mr. Lin, I can't do it anymore. I'm stepping down to make way for someone better. Who will fight?"
Director Li may really have no money, his expression has turned stiff.
"Hahaha... Director Li, no one is allowed to leave tonight, we will stay up all night."
Mr. Lin is happy, so I don't care whether you live or die.
"..."
The three directors forced a smile and continued to deal with the cards.
hehe.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.
See here.
Lin Zheng suddenly felt that the room was smoky and suffocating.
Shaked his head.
Walked out quickly.
It's better to go to a hot spring.
At least you can take off your own mask and soak all your truth in the water.