This club is Zheng Xuejiao's personal property. The club mainly provides a platform for high-end people in Nanchuan Province to make friends. This type of club is generally only for people in the circle, and the consumption of the club is also high.
Tonight, Zhu Wanlong, the director of the production department of the national television station, came to the Emperor Club, and the leading figures in the Nanchuan entertainment circle naturally wanted to entertain him.
Zheng Xuejiao wore a black silk cheongsam and a string of pearl necklaces, showing her grace and wealth.
If Zheng Xuejiao at the ball was like a water lotus, exuding endearing beauty, Zheng Xuejiao now is like a black peony, dominating the crowd, making people look up to her beautiful face.
As the boss of an entertainment company, Fang Ming came uninvited this time. China has been a human society and circle politics for thousands of years. People in the country live in different circles. People at the bottom are trying their best to squeeze into the upper circles.
, people in the same circle also continue to strengthen horizontal connections and build a strong relationship network.
In China, relationships are the key to a person's success or failure, honor or disgrace. Only with relationships can one be able to make ends meet with ease.
Fang Ming is also a member of the Internet, and he really wants to take this opportunity to get in touch with the upper class. In the past, Shu Muyun and Fang Wenqiang were mostly responsible for working in the real estate and electronics industries. Since coming to Maosheng Entertainment, Fang Ming has been a real person.
People fight. This is what Fang Ming wants. Only through constant experience can he continue to grow.
As soon as he entered the hall, Fang Ming felt a pair of eyes staring at him. When he turned around, he saw Lai Xiaobo standing behind him, holding a glass of red wine.
Fang Ming walked over. He didn't want to cause trouble with Lai Xiaobo: "Mr. Lai, hello."
Lai Xiaobo did not shake hands with Fang Ming. He gave Fang Ming a cold look and walked aside with the red wine.
"Fang Ming, are you here?" Zheng Xuejiao happened to come over. She held Fang Ming's arm warmly, completely ignoring Lai Xiaobo's presence.
"Mr. Fang, please take a moment to speak." Lai Xiaobo finally couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled Zheng Xuejiao aside and said, "Xuejiao, how could you do this to me?"
"How should I treat you? You didn't agree to my conditions at the engagement party. I'm not your fiancée. Mr. Lai, please let go."
Lai Xiaobo pointed at Fang Ming's back and said with a cruel smile: "You have fallen in love with that boy, right?"
"So what, you can't control it! Mr. Lai, please respect a lady."
Lai Xiaobo felt as if he had received an electric shock. He took three steps back and said with a vicious smile: "Okay! Very good! Just wait and see!"
Zheng Xuejiao was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked towards Fang Ming on high heels.
"Miss Zheng, why do you always put me on the stove?"
Zheng Xuejiao smiled charmingly and said, "Because you are a good piece of steel and can withstand forging."
"It's okay if you don't want this kind of forging!" Fang Ming sighed.
"Director Zhu!" Zheng Xuejiao shouted, pulling Fang Ming toward Zhu Wanlong with a smile on her face.
Zhu Wanlong is nearly fifty years old, with gray hair, short and fat figure, but he is very energetic.
"Director Zhu, this is Fang Ming, a rising star in our Nanchuan entertainment industry."
Zhu Wanlong glanced at Fang Ming, and he smiled kindly and said, "Aren't you the A Lang who sang "Listen to the Rain"?"
"Alang is his stage name, and he is also the CEO of Maosheng Entertainment."
Perhaps it was because Maosheng Entertainment was not well-known, so Zhu Wanlong just responded noncommittally, stretched out his hand and shook Fang Ming's hand.
Zhu Wanlong's handshake was very strong. Most people who shake hands with this strength are more straightforward. Fang Ming decided to talk to Zhu Wanlong.
At this time, the Lai family father and son also came over. Zhu Wanlong was busy saying hello, and Zheng Xuejiao took the opportunity to pull Fang Ming aside.
Lai Tingkai was also a person in the scene. He would not be as impulsive as his son and greeted Zhu Wanlong with a smile on his face.
Fang Ming took the opportunity to ask him about Zhu Wanlong. Zhu Wanlong was a journalist and liked to play cards.
Do you like playing cards? Just like playing cards. Nowadays, you are not afraid of being dissatisfied with the boss, but you are afraid that the boss is not interested.
Tonight, Zhu Wanlong was the protagonist of the party. The cocktail party lasted for half an hour, and then came the card game.
Fang Ming was not good at playing cards, so he and Zheng Xuejiao stood aside and watched.
Zhu Wanlong plays the recently popular Stud, which is simple and exciting. The hole cards are played last, and the players decide whether to follow or not based on the cards on the table.
Zhu Wanlong is the protagonist this time, and the bosses playing cards with him are just a disguised form of wooing him.
Winning or losing in this kind of card game has long been determined. Zhu Wanlong lost a small amount and won a lot. After three rounds, he earned over ten thousand yuan.
For these big bosses, winning or losing millions is just drizzle.
In the sixth game, Zhu Wanlong's card showed three kings. This is a relatively good card pattern. At least three of them have been formed. If you are lucky and make a pair with the hole card, it will be Fulhouse's card pattern. If you are lucky again,
Getting a king is four of a kind, which is the second best card type after a straight flush.
Generally speaking, if you play stud to this extent, you don't have to follow. Most of the bosses still choose to follow, and finally Zhu Wanlong revealed his trump card.
The trump card is indeed Lao K, and Zhu Wanlong's luck can be said to be extremely good.
"Oh, Director Zhu's luck is really unstoppable." Lai Tingkai also had three in his hand, and it was also three aces. This is definitely a better card. Unfortunately, his trump card was an ace.
Pair 5, which happens to be Fulhouse's hand, second only to the opponent's four of a kind.
There were three people playing cards. Lai Tingkai said this because he was preparing to get some of his principal back. After all, all he had to do was lose money. Even if he wanted to please Zhu Wanlong, he still had to consider the benefits.
Businessmen are always profit-seeking animals. Every time they pay a copper, they consider how much profit they can bring. In this round, Lai Tingkai made a big bet and lost 100,000.
"Haha!" Zhu Wanlong took back the chips in front of him unceremoniously.
Lai Xiaobo was standing behind his father smoking. He suddenly walked up to Fang Ming and said, "Mr. Fang, why don't we come and have some fun?"
Facing Lai Xiaobo's provocation, Fang Ming smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Lai, I really don't know how to play."
Don't know how to play? That's great. This is a ready-made fat sheep, and it won't work without slaughtering it.
Lai Xiaobo's eyes shone brightly, and he smiled brightly, with the arrogance of a child from an aristocratic family, as if he was mocking Fang Ming's ignorance.
Lai Xiaobo casually grabbed a handful of chips and tossed them in his hand. Lai Xiaobo said sarcastically: "Forget it, the win or loss is only a few thousand, and Mr. Fang can't afford it."
"Who says I can't afford it? I'll play with you!" Fang Ming said decisively.
"Fang Ming, don't be brave if you don't know how to play!" Zheng Xuejiao poked Fang Ming's waist, and Fang Ming said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it will only be a few thousand yuan soon, and everyone is just having fun."
"Yes, Mr. Fang is right, let's have fun!" Lai Xiaobo became more energetic. He motioned to the dealer who dealt the cards to explain the rules of playing cards first. After Fang Ming clumsily understood them, the few of them started playing cards.
Fang Ming was lucky, but he did make obvious mistakes like a beginner.
For example, one hand obviously got a set of three, but the opponent's hand was a flush. In this case, Fang Ming did not give up, but continued to bet, and lost 50,000 in one hand.
Zheng Xuejiao couldn't help but become anxious. Fang Ming raised his head, his eyes bright and calm, which seemed to say that he was sure.
"Come on, let's continue dealing the cards!" The chips in front of Lai Xiaobo gradually piled up into a small mountain. He had already won millions.
The first card was an a. Fang Ming tentatively followed 10,000, and several bettors also made tentative bets. Generally speaking, the bets on the second card were tentative, and only three or more cards were placed.
Only then will you place a big bet.
The next three cards, Fang Ming's are 3 and 4, while Lai Xiaobo's card is two a's plus a q.
The air became tense, and the remaining bettors gave up. The reason was very simple. As long as there was another a or q, Lai Xiaobo would have a set plus a pair, which was another Fulhouse pattern.
"Mr. Fang, do you want to give up?" Lai Xiaobo played with the chips in his hand with a very leisurely expression.
"Why should I give up?" Fang Ming pushed all the two piles of chips in front of him. Not only did he follow, but he also chose to raise.
The cards on the face are 2, 3, and 4. These cards are of the same flush. Unless the opponent can form a straight flush, he cannot win at all.
Fang Ming's hand is definitely a risk. Even if the total number of hole cards is 2345, no one will bet like this. Because once he can't get the remaining a, the hand will be wasted. Because Fang Ming doesn't have a set or a pair in his hand.
Even if it is a flush but not a straight, it is in vain.
Fool, really a fool!
The onlookers were shaking their heads, and Zheng Xuejiao also sighed repeatedly. She didn't understand why Fang Ming acted so recklessly?
"I'll follow!" Lai Xiaobo also chose to raise the bet. This time he pushed out all his chips, a total of nearly two million.
Lai Xiaobo was so angry that he smoked a cigar and nodded lightly to signal the dealer to open the cards. He looked like a god of gambling.
The cards were revealed, and Fang Ming's hole card happened to be a. He won more than two million in one fell swoop, and his chips were piled high.
Just because Fang Ming rarely plays cards doesn't mean he doesn't know how to play cards. During the two months he was trained by Zhu Xiaoyao at Yaoshan Club, Fang Ming learned a variety of social skills in addition to fighting and shooting.
Xiang has card skills. This kind of card skills is the legendary Thousand Skills. With Fang Ming's qualifications, he practiced hard for half a year before he achieved a small achievement. He cannot compare with professional masters, but he can still handle some small scenes.
"This----" Lai Xiaobo was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Fang Ming would actually get the remaining a. The chance of this was too small.
As a country bumpkin, it doesn't matter if I bump into a dead rat. I'll have to win it back sooner or later.
Fang Ming called the waiter and asked him to change to larger chips. Each chip was worth 10,000. The onlookers gasped.
Big chips mean big scenes. Fang Ming just got lucky once. It's not worth being so reckless, right?
"Mr. Lai, I finally turned around. Come on, let's continue playing." Fang Ming pretended to be naive, and everyone around him shook his head and sighed.