The two of them went to the Desire Gambling Shop together.
From a distance, I saw a lot of people crowded at the door.
Mu Zhao quickened his pace in confusion, "What happened?"
But as I got closer I heard it.
"Oops, I didn't get in line again."
"I'm in line. I can play Landlords at noon."
Mu Zhao: "What?"
Someone saw her and immediately swarmed over her, "Boss Zhao!"
"Looking for the boss! You finally showed up!"
"Looking for the boss! Can you open up more places every day? We simply don't have enough to play."
"That's right, I've been waiting in line for three days and I still can't get in line."
Mu Zhao: "?"
Meng Feifan is so aware that he is engaging in hunger marketing?
She comforted everyone, "Please be patient, we don't have enough playing cards. We are looking for someone to make them."
"Boss Zhao, you are making a lot of money every day, so you should hurry up and make more playing cards. We are all waiting impatiently."
"It's all easy to talk about, easy to talk about."
Mu Zhao finally squeezed out of the crowd and pulled Su Yaoyao out.
Only then did everyone realize that there was a young master beside her.
Everyone looked at the two people's tightly clasped hands and looked at the young master's smart and handsome face, and they all laughed meaningfully.
They heard a few days ago that a beautiful young man was making trouble in Boss Zhao's room.
Being sour and jealous makes you so intimate.
Combined with what Boss Zhao said just now, it is not difficult to guess that Boss Zhao has been traveling with this young master in the past few days.
So, early the next morning, the news that Boss Zhao liked a man spread throughout Kyoto.
At this time, Mu Zhao crossed the crowd and came to the courtyard, and found that there were many people in the courtyard.
Moreover, some other gambling games in the courtyard have been turned into square tables with playing cards placed on them, and everyone is fighting against the landlord.
A waiter saw Mu Zhaolai and hurriedly greeted him, "My boss."
"Well," Mu Zhao asked, "Where's the shopkeeper?"
"At this time, we should be on the fourth floor."
"Well, go ahead and get busy." Mu Zhao led Su Yaoyao and walked in calmly.
The waiter looked at Mu Zhao with admiration, "As expected of the boss, seeing the scene of making money like this, there is no trace of happiness on his face."
"Of course." Another guy came over, "He is the son of a wealthy businessman from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. He grew up surrounded by money. To him, these should be just small scenes."
"That's true."
Mu Zhao entered the first floor and found that the first floor, which was mainly used to play dice, now only had two tables for playing dice, and the others were for Landlords.
There are also tables for playing Landlords on the second floor.
The third floor is quite clean.
The gambling king on the third floor was playing chess pieces boredly.
He threw a chess piece, caught it with his face, and applauded himself.
Mu Zhao: "......"
Should we praise him for his ability to play, or should we praise him for fishing at work?
Su Yaoyao laughed, "It's so fun~"
When Du Wang looked at Su Yaoyao, he also saw Mu Zhao.
He stood up suddenly, "Boss, I...I didn't mean it, I just..."
Mu Zhao continued, "No one came up, so you have nothing to do?"
"No one has come up for five days. And the people who came up before saw that there are no playing cards on the third floor and went down again. The shopkeeper gave me one thousand taels of gold every day and couldn't attract them."
As he spoke, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he became less and less confident.
"Boss, can you let me also learn poker? Although I am older and may not learn so fast, I will definitely study hard. Please don't fire me, boss."
Mu Zhao asked, "Has anyone said that they want to fire you?"
The gambling king waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, not at all. It's just that I feel that I am useless."
"No," Mu Zhao said seriously, "This playing card is a newly launched thing. They have never seen or played it before. They think it is fresh and a little fun, so it becomes popular. But when the wind blows, they are still
You will find that Go, Pai Gow, etc. are classics, and you will not be eliminated."
Just like in modern society, there are still people who like Pai Gow and Go.
The gambling king felt that the weight on his chest was relieved, and he thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, boss."
"No need to thank me, it's all due. Your salary will be the same as before."
The gambling king thanked him again.
Mu Zhao really couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and left.
But after taking two steps, she turned back and deliberately teased him, "But don't play with the chess pieces like that. If you hit your eye, we won't be able to pay for the treatment."
The gambling king blushed, "Yes...yes."
After leaving the door, Su Yaoyao covered her mouth and whispered to Mu Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, you are so kind."
"It's not my fault, what I said is the truth."
"But so many people really like poker. How is it played? Is it really that fun?"
Mu Zhao said: "I will teach you when I have time."
The two of them talked and reached the fourth floor.
As soon as he walked to the door, he heard Meng Feifan excitedly saying: "I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich, hahaha..."
Mu Zhao: "......"
She pushed the door open and went in.
Meng Feifan quickly turned over the account book and hugged the banknote in front of him.
Mu Zhao said again: "..."
At this time, Meng Feifan also saw clearly that the person coming was Mu Zhao.
He relaxed and shouted excitedly, "Brother Zhao!"
Shouting, he rushed towards Mu Zhao.
When Mu Zhao was about to hug her, he pressed his fan against his chest.
"If you have something to say, don't be pretentious."
"It's not that I'm being pretentious, but I'm too excited. I've never seen so much money in my life, and it's all mine."
Mu Zhao narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Is it all yours?"
Meng Feifan felt a chill go down his spine, and he quickly explained, "Oh, it's not that I want to keep it all, it's that I already have a lot of money, and of course yours is even more."
"Let me see."
Meng Feifan ran back, holding the account book as carefully as if he was holding a cornucopia. This chapter has been completed!