The young man has short hair and is very energetic. His healthy skin is a little maroon, and he is obviously tanned to this color deliberately. The off-white suit sets off his skin very well and makes him look very casual.
When the young man came over, more than ten people at the table came over carrying clubs. Wang Yan and Xuelian also came over. Looking at the crowd surrounding them, it was obvious that they were very popular.
"Hello, my surname is Zhou, everyone calls me Mr. Zhou!" The young man looked kind and friendly, and spoke his name very naturally, as if this somewhat derogatory name was normal.
"Hello, Zhang Yang."
The two of them held their hands together. Zhang Yang felt that this hand was very strong, and the skin was actually very rough. It was not a hand that enjoyed rich clothes and fine food at all.
"Zhang Yang, I know. I have known your name for a long time. You are the world's top marketing master and calligraphy master. It seems that now you have to add a fashion design master. I heard that you are very famous in the city.
Big, there is a guy named Ma Pihu and ruffian Cai who all lost to you, haha, and Brother Dao, he is a man! There is one thing I have always been unable to figure out, how do you influence the upper echelons of the city? "
Listening to the young man's calm tone, Zhang Yang's heart beat violently. It seemed that this person knew him well and actually knew what he was doing in the city.
"What a joke. I came to Yanjing after I couldn't survive in the city. How can I influence the upper echelons of the city?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but relax. Obviously, the other party didn't know about his relationship with the general, let alone the relationship with the old man.
, at the same time, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be full of curiosity about the old man's identity. What kind of person he was, actually even the prominent figures in the capital didn't know his background, yet his influence was so great.
"Hahaha... If you can't survive in the city, then we can't survive in Yanjing City either. So, don't you like gambling? How about we take a gamble and use your secret as a bet?
?" Mr. Zhou laughed.
"No……"
"Zhang Yang, let's bet!" Wang Yan interrupted Zhang Yang and said first.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Yang took a deep look at Wang Yan. He was a little confused. It was clear that Wang Yan and Mr. Zhou seemed to have a good relationship, so why did he want to undermine him?
"Well, no matter how high the price is, just bet!" Wang Yan said with a hint of anger on her face.
"Haha, the score is clear. I'm not placing bets. I just have secrets that Mr. Zhou is interested in!" Zhang Yang smiled and immediately drew a clear line with Wang Yan. Although Zhang Yang didn't understand why Wang Yan looked angry, he knew it very well.
, it is best not to involve too many people in the bet, because the other party has not yet announced how to bet.
"Haha... Miss Wang, there is nothing we can do. I won't fight, so you might as well visit!" Mr. Zhou laughed boldly. However, to Zhang Yang's ears, this voice always felt like it was not that serious. It was a bit...
The artificial feeling makes people feel panicked.
"Hmph, we can still bet against him even if he doesn't participate. In this way, no matter what you bet on, I will bet on Zhang Yang, two hundred for each bet!" Wang Yan snorted heavily. It seemed that she mentioned the bet.
My mood was not good, and I even felt a little out of sorts.
"But, Miss Wang already owes me five hundred, and the debt has not yet been settled, and..." Mr. Zhou said calmly.
"Hey, are you afraid that I will default on my debt? I also own Noble City. The business in Noble City is very good now, and with the calligraphy and painting art inside, there are still one or two hundred million..."
"How much is one hundred?" Zhang Yang was shocked and quickly grabbed Wang Yan's arm. He had deep feelings for Noble City. Now that Wang Yan said that he wanted to pledge Noble City, Zhang Yang was a little shocked.
"Ten million."
"What! Ten million?" Zhang Yang and Liu Biao said in unison, and Aze's brows jumped. Obviously, they didn't expect that the stakes were so big, and Zhang Yang didn't expect that Wang Yan actually owed fifty million.
debt.
Zhang Yang didn't know much about Wang Yan's family, but he was very clear about Wang Yan's financial resources. Wang Yan mentioned more than once that she never spent money from the family, but spent some New Year's money and some real estate that she had saved since she was a child.
Shares or something like that, if Zhang Yang's guess is correct, then Wang Yan has lost all his private money and owes 50 million in debt. Now, Wang Yan's only property is the noble family.
city.
Why did Wang Yan lose so much money?
Zhang Yang was shocked. You should know that although Wang Yan has an impulsive personality, she is definitely not the kind of person who likes gambling and doesn't know how to exercise restraint. Almost immediately, Zhang Yang thought of a trap. After all, Zhang Yang had stayed in the casino for a while, and the casino
Everyone inside would tell him more or less amazing things.
"What do you want to bet on?" Zhang Yang calmed down. If Wang Yan was not involved, it would not matter. However, now that Wang Yan's bet was involved, he had to be cautious. Zhang Yang knew very well that during a period of time in the Noble City, Wang Yan
Yan has established a blind trust in him. If he is not careful, Wang Yan will fall deeper and deeper. Although a mere tens of millions does not matter to Wang Yan's family, Zhang Yang can see from several meetings with Aunt Yan.
It turns out that while Aunt Yan doted on Wang Yan, her tutoring was quite strict. If Aunt Yan knew that Wang Yan lost his gambling and even lost the noble city, the consequences would definitely be serious.
What everyone didn't know was that Liu Biao was also secretly worried. Xiao Qing's sister worked in Noble City. It was a world without men. Liu Biao was very relieved. However, if Wang Yan lost Noble City, what would Xiao Qing do?
If you lose your job, you will end up among the perverts.
Liu Biao didn't think that these dandies were all scheming.
"Haha, you are the guest and I am the host. Naturally, I let the guest choose one of your strengths. How about it?"
Mr. Zhou poured a glass of red wine by himself at the wine cabinet, took a sip and then walked towards Naslock's table. A large group of people who had been following him followed him, with an expression of excitement on his face.
, there should be frequent gambling in this place.
"Brother Zhang... I think if we just drink here, we are destined..." At first, the tall young man glanced at Mr. Zhou's back and said hesitantly.
"Yes, Zhang Yang, when it comes to wine culture, haha, we are really on the same page. Those gatherings of people to gamble are very disappointing, so we should still discuss the truth over wine. Maybe we can come up with something!" What surprised Zhang Yang was that
, even Li Tiexiang, who had been hostile to him at first, persuaded Zhang Yang and joked.
The other people nodded again and again, as if they wanted to persuade Zhang Yang to taste the wine together.
"Humph, what are you afraid of? Zhang Yang, if you are a man, go ahead, my aunt is rich!" Wang Yan rolled her eyes at Li Tiexiang and the others.
"Auntie, we all know that you are rich, but my sister Xiaoqing has no money..." Liu Biao couldn't help but muttered depressedly.
"Sister Xiaoqing..." Wang Yan's ears were very sharp and she couldn't help but wonder.
"Ah...it's nothing, it's nothing...I said there is a classmate of mine, let's go and take a look." Liu Biao quickly covered up, he didn't want Wang Yan to find out about his affairs with Xiao Qing, and now Wang Yan looked at him with
From the corner of his eye, if he knew that he was seducing the employees of Noble City, he might get beaten up in one meeting. Although Liu Biao was not afraid of Wang Yan, he was still a little scared when he saw Wang Yan's habit of drawing a gun at every turn... "Thank you everyone.
Concern, it’s okay, you might as well come over and have a look.” Zhang Yang poured himself a glass of red wine, raised the glass and took a sip.
After Mr. Zhou left, Zhang Yang's brain was like a high-speed computing computer. From the analysis of the situation just now, it is obvious that Mr. Zhou is a person with a great background, and can even compete with Wang Yan's power. Here
Everyone was very afraid of him. At least, at first, when the young man in leather clothes and leather trousers came, some people expressed their disapproval. When Mr. Zhou came, most of them remained silent. It seemed that they were all afraid of Mr. Zhou.
In addition, Zhang Yang can be sure that Mr. Zhou is good at gambling and must have won them a lot of money here, making these guys afraid of gambling and even sharing the same hatred.
Seeing Zhang Yang picking up the wine glass and leaving, everyone gave a bitter laugh, looked at each other and followed... These Slok billiards were surrounded by a row of equipment. Zhang Yang found that the furnishings in this place were the most complicated. There were billiard balls,
There are also a lot of fitness equipment, including weight lifting equipment and table tennis tables. It looks more like a gym than a gambling place.
Of course, it would be wrong to call it a gym. There are some tea sets, wine sets, chess, calligraphy and painting tables and other items around. Although it is not as exquisite as those in the special areas, it is still presentable.
Obviously, this is a condensed environment of the entire hall. No matter what you like, you can find what you are interested in here. The only difference is that it is not as open as those special areas.
Zhang Yang believes that this place should usually be the place where the most people gather.
"Choose one yourself!" Mr. Zhou smiled slightly, put the wine glass on a marble coffee table not far away, and slowly took off his casual suit, revealing a pure white shirt underneath.
Showing off a silver-white flying dragon.
"I choose..." Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned and looked at some of the sports equipment around him in confusion.
