My 1979

"What's wrong?" Seeing the fearful and uneasy look on her face, Yang Huai was very nervous. He walked to the other side of the car, opened the door, and got in the car without her permission. "Where are you going? I'll go with you." .”

"No, you can go down. You don't have to worry about it." She wanted to push Yang Huai down.

"We are friends, do we still need to separate you and me?" Yang Huai asked pretending to be angry.

"No, you have nothing to do with this matter." Mr. Wu Bo stuck his head out of the car window and said, "Hurry up and go to sleep. Don't wake up my parents."

"What's going on?" The more the other party said this, the more anxious Yang Huai became, "Just tell me, maybe I can help."

"Hey, I don't know who instigated my brother," Wu Bojun said in one breath. "I went to Macau and lost miserably. Now I'm being detained by the code boy, who said he would send money there, or else he would be thrown into the high seas. Feed the sharks.”

"You were detained by a barber? How much was it?" Yang Huai doesn't gamble, but he is no stranger to casinos. All the speakers he knows are from barbers. To put it bluntly, they are intermediaries who introduce business to the casino, and then take a cut from the casino. .

Sometimes these traders will lend usury to some well-informed customers, or give them chips first and then collect the money.

It's okay for gamblers to win money, but if they lose, they will be chased by punters with no place to hide. They wage public opinion wars against celebrities, and people all over the world are shouting, "If you dare not pay back the money, you will get a bad reputation. I'm not afraid that you won't." Giving money is a form of coercion and inducement for ordinary people. No matter celebrities or ordinary people, no one is immune.

"More than 3 million! This is my family matter and has nothing to do with you." Mr. Wu Bo didn't want to involve him.

"Are you rich?" Yang Huai asked.

"But I can't just ignore it." She put her head on the steering wheel and murmured with sweat on her forehead, "I can't just watch something happen to him."

"Then drive quickly and leave now." Yang Huai naturally couldn't let him go alone.

"What's the point of going? Don't go." Mr. Wu Bo insisted.

"Is it useful if you go alone?" Yang Huai asked.

"But I am her sister, and this is my responsibility. It is better for one person to suffer than two people together." Wu Bojun turned his head.

"How do you know I'm useless?"

"You think you know the gambling king!"

"I was chatting and laughing with the king of gambling." Yang Huai smiled, and naturally he was not lying. He had known famous people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and three places. He had already known them all with his uncle and father. People may look down on him, but no one Dare not to betray his uncle's face, "Okay, hurry up and run away. Crisis is everywhere at critical moments in movies and TV shows, all because of women's nagging."

Wu Bojun saw that he was stubborn, so he couldn't say any more, so he started the car and drove all the way.

Finding a convenient parking place not far from the ferry pier, the two of them got off the car, ran to the pier, bought tickets and boarded the ferry.

Before the ferry docked, Wu Bojun panicked and made a phone call, apparently to contact the person who detained her brother.

When we got ashore, we hailed a taxi and went to the location indicated by the other party.

Yang Huai listened clearly to the meeting place and thought about how to help. Those code boys definitely didn't know him and would not easily believe his words or listen to his words. For this trivial matter, he contacted the director or manager of the gaming company. It's totally unacceptable. If it gets into uncle's ears, he will definitely blame him.

After thinking about it carefully, I checked a number in the address book on my phone and sent a message.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of a teahouse. Wu Bojun got out of the car first and stood under the teahouse, looking at the flashing luminous billboards. He turned back to Yang Huai and said, "If there is an emergency and I can't protect you, you go first Run and don’t worry about me, remember?”

"Don't worry, if there is any danger, I will definitely not hesitate. I will definitely be the first to run." Yang Huai found it funny. Although he didn't practice martial arts since he was a child like Li Lan, he had practiced Sanda at least, and he couldn't fight at all. If you suffer a loss, you can't afford a woman to protect you. The phone rang, but he didn't answer it. He replied to another message, and then received another message. He smiled and finally felt at ease.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A tall, thin young man asked standing at the top of the stairs with his arms folded.

"I just answered the phone, I'm here to redeem someone." Mr. Wu Bo stood on the steps and looked at the second floor, "Where is my eldest brother?"

"Redemption? Where's the money?" The tall and thin man found that both of them were empty-handed, and was naturally very dissatisfied.

"It's so much money. Where can I get it at night? If you want it, just give us some time to prepare." Wu Bojun said calmly, "You are illegally detained. I want to call the police."

But I knew in my heart that it was useless to call the police. I could avoid the first grade of junior high school, but I couldn't avoid the fifteenth grade. It was better to just stay alone and solve the problem once and for all.

"Then we'll come back when we raise the money." The tall and thin man waved his hand to drive people away.

"We came all the way from Hong Kong. At least we can feel relieved when we see the talent, right?" Yang Huai took a step forward, naturally unwilling to leave so easily.

"Boy, are you deliberately looking for trouble?" the tall and thin man asked with his head held high.

"What's the fuss about?" A voluptuous woman walked out of a room, raised her head and glanced at Yang Huai, "Let them come in."

"Follow me, don't be nervous." Wu Bojun comforted Yang Huai in a low voice, and then followed the woman into a room.

The room was very big, with five or six people in it. Those who crossed their arms deliberately hunched their shoulders to reveal their tattoos, and those who picked their noses didn’t forget to look sideways at the two people who came in. There was a tatami in the middle, and an old man was sitting cross-legged in the back, holding a teapot. He was leaning against the wall with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

"Master An, we are here." The woman sat next to the old man, whispering softly and rubbing his legs.

"Did you come here empty-handed?" The old man known as Mr. An opened his eyes suddenly and stared at the two people.

"Master An, right?" Wu Bojun looked at him without fear. When she was a police officer, these people were the ones she despised the most, but at this moment she couldn't help but said patiently, "Don't worry, the debt will be repaid." Money is a matter of course, and we will not default on this debt.

However, 3 million is really too much. We can't afford so much at once. Can you give us a break and make a plan to pay it back in installments? In the end, we will not be short of a penny. "

Even though her status as a police officer is still there, she can't avoid it. Human debts and gambling debts are the hardest to bear.

"What a charming girl," the woman chuckled and said to the old man, "but she is a bit too fierce. I heard that she used to be a police beauty. Many men are just like this. They are a rare commodity."

Mr. Wu Bo bit his teeth lightly. Even though he was itching with hatred in his heart, he did not try to fight for the moment. He quietly waited for the old man to speak.

"At first glance, he is the top one," Yang Huai smiled and said to Mr. Wu Bo, "Look at this business, I am familiar with it. We have many neighbors. I will introduce more business to this aunt in the future."

He couldn't stand this anger.

"You have a very venomous mouth." The woman said with a sullen look on her face.

"It doesn't matter whether you have money or not," Old Man An said tepidly, "Money is earned by people. As long as you work hard, the money will fly over automatically. Oh my God, I will starve to death." "

"Master An, don't worry, we won't miss you a penny." Mr. Wu Bo naturally didn't believe this nonsense and was just waiting for his next words.

"Today, I will show you a clear path. Not only do you not have to pay me back the money, you also have to thank me." Old man An smiled and sipped his tea. With the help of the woman, he slowly straightened up and walked down. , pacing around Mr. Wu Bo, and then said, "I will guarantee you two years, wear gold and silver, eat well and drink hot food, and you will not have to worry about it in the next life."

"You should keep this kind of good thing for your family." Yang Huai used his hand to stop old man An who was trying to bully Mr. Wu Bo. "Some people can smell the stench from a long distance away."

"Boy, you're tired of living, aren't you!" The tattooed man raised his fist and came towards Yang Huai.

Yang Huai twisted his body, grabbed the opponent's arm, and stumbled with his feet. The opponent staggered on the ground. He raised his head and faced Yang Huai's fist directly. He did not dare to blink for fear that the fist would be smashed down.

"Oh, I've practiced." The muscles on Old Man An's face tightened, but he still tried hard to maintain a trace of grace, "But you don't even look at where this is, it's not a place for you to act wild!"

"Are you okay?" Wu Bojun asked hurriedly when he saw Yang Huai let go. She was surprised because she didn't expect Yang Huai to have such skills.

"It's okay, don't worry." Yang Huai patted her hand holding his arm and said to Old Man An, "I will also give you a clear path. Let him go now and give you a lot of money later. , keep a line in everything so that we can meet each other in the future. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will have no place in Macau and Hong Kong."

Before he finished speaking, everyone around him laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"Boy, your tone is quite serious." The woman looked at Yang Huai playfully, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

"Then do you know who you are talking to?"

The tall and thin man who was standing guard at the top of the stairs fell into the house from outside. When everyone was wondering what happened, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses and a floral shirt stood at the door, behind him Then a circle of people appeared.

"Mr. Yang, are you okay?" The middle-aged man took off his sunglasses and threw them to the person behind him, and hurriedly walked to Yang Huai.

Yang Huai smiled and said, "Sorry, Uncle Wu, it's so late to trouble you."

The man in front of them seemed to be Master Wu, the arrogant driver who had taken them to and from school since childhood. It could be said that he had watched him grow up, so he did not treat him as a bystander.

"Mr. Yang, you're fine." Master Wu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had always been the driver of the Li family. After Yang Huai, Li Pei and others went to college, the old man and the old lady of the Li family also returned to their hometown.

His whole day's work was to sit in an empty house in a daze. He was gradually approaching the retirement age and was waiting to retire in a few years. However, Li Jiarenyi suddenly gave him a surprise and gave him a chance to choose. There is room for advancement.

Xiaoxiaoquan's secretary asked him to choose one of two options: one would come to Macau to do gambling, and the other would go to the mainland to manage properties. Perhaps he had watched too many Hong Kong movies and wanted to be a big brother for many years, so he came to Macau without hesitation.

Sure enough, under the care of Xiaoquan, everything was going smoothly.

"Boss Wu" Old Man An, who used to have a stern demeanor, now has his teeth chattering when he speaks.

"You guys are here." Wu Poxiong shook off the hand of the person holding him and threw himself at his sister and Yang Huai with snot and tears.