This actor needs more money

After Ding Xiu came to the table, he originally wanted to light a cigarette, but when he saw that his tablemates were all women, he put his hand back angrily.

Zhang Ziyi smiled and said: "It's okay, you can smoke if you want, we don't mind."

They are all old smokers, why do they care about this.

"That's so embarrassing." Ding Xiu lit a cigarette, put the lighter on the table, turned to Yang Mi and said, "Xiao Yang, get an ashtray."

Seeing Yang Mi running to get the ashtray again, Reba couldn't stand it anymore: "I'll do it, I'll do it."

After delivering the ashtray to Ding Xiu, she whispered to Yang Mi: "Sister Mi, don't be so humble."

In the company, Yang Mi is her boss, and she hangs around with Yang Mi. As the number one Ma Zai's part-time best friend, she often hears Yang Mi complain about the company.

There was a lot of dissatisfaction with Ding Xiu and Qin Chao Entertainment in his words.

As a result, when I saw Ding Xiu, he was such a good guy, he brought tea and water, and even gave him an ashtray.

Boss, aren’t you usually like this?

It feels like the boss of your family is nicknamed Scar, but he ends up being called a potato when he goes out.

"Am I humble?" Yang Mi asked doubtfully.

She thinks she is normal.

Isn't it just to get an ashtray? What a big deal. It's just a few steps and it doesn't take much effort.

Reba held her forehead and whispered in her ear: "If Sister Zhao Wei asked you to take the ashtray, would you take it?"

"Of course not, I'm not her maid!"

Zhao Wei debuted early. In the late 1990s, the drama "Huan Zhu Ge Ge" came out of nowhere, and Little Yanzi became a mess.

Later Qiong Yao dramas also raised her status again and again.

Around 2005, her salary was the highest among mainland female artists. Fan Binbin and Zhang Ziyi had to step back when they met her.

At the same time, Zhao Wei is also the earliest four Xiaohuadan.

Later, she became one of the four great actresses.

She hasn't done many movies in recent years and her appearance rate is not high, but it doesn't mean that she is no longer popular. On the contrary, her status is much higher than before.

Because she switched to business, started a company, invested heavily, speculated in stocks, became a director, and her career was extremely good.

Even Yang Mi herself is not comparable to veteran artists like Zhao Wei.

But that doesn't mean she has to obediently bring someone an ashtray. The clay figurine is still quite angry.

If this really happened, the most she could do without breaking out was to give Reba a wink and ask Reba to get it.

"Then how do you get it for Brother Xiu?" Reba asked.

"Because, because, I, he is the boss of the company. How dare I offend him? What if he puts on my little shoes later?"

Hesitantly, Yang Mi explained.

Reba herself didn't believe this explanation, let alone her. She thought she knew a little about Yang Mi.

This eldest sister is not an ordinary person. She is very arrogant at heart. She is not afraid of anything, so how can she be afraid of the boss of the company.

But Reba couldn't figure out why Yang Mi did this.

"It's possible that we are too familiar." Yang Mi sighed: "You don't understand when you first join the company. The senior members of the company are all friends. Over time, the relationship between each other is by no means as simple as an employee and a boss. "

"Really?" Although this explanation made sense, Reba still felt a little weird.

If she remembered correctly, Yang Mi and Wang Baoqiang were also friends, so they were not so polite.

"boom!"

The two were still chatting, when Ding Xiu placed a pair, and within a few rounds Zhao Wei made a fool of himself.

"Give money, give money, Ziyi has fifteen, Sister Na has eight, Ding Xiu didn't bid, and even fired off cannons, thirty."

"How much does a card cost?" Ding Xiu didn't care. It was normal for him to have bad luck in the first round.

Mahjong is 70% luck and 30% skill.

Sometimes, no matter how good your skills are, you can't do anything with a bad deck of cards.

No wonder Han Hong stopped fighting. Feng shui is not good in relationships.

"Five hundred yuan." Zhao said with a smile.

Ding Xiu's eyelids twitched. One card cost five hundred yuan, which gave him thirty, fifteen thousand.

Don't look at it as it's only 500. If you get lucky in one night, you'll almost lose hundreds of thousands easily.

This was his first time playing such a big game of mahjong.

In the past, playing with Baoqiang and the others cost only ten yuan, and the maximum pay for winning or losing a night was several thousand yuan. It was mainly for entertainment.

He thought this table was like this, but he didn't expect that it was all about making money.

No wonder Zhang Ziyi was sweating profusely and Han Hong couldn't sit still.

“I didn’t bring any cash, do you want to transfer money?”

"No, there are playing cards in the box in front of you. One to nine represents one, ten, J, Q, and K represent ten. If they are gone, we will record them and deal the cards again."

The rules are simple. Ding Xiu took out the cards and started the second game.

What he wants is to play a few games and then quit.

There's no point in doing this.

Behind Ding Xiu, Han Hong smiled. The reason why she stopped playing was because she played too hard and started to feel pain after losing a few games in a row.

She is a charity worker, and she usually begs for some funds but can't get them. How could she lose hundreds of thousands just playing mahjong?

If you have this money, you might as well donate it to children in need.

This much money can already solve the difficulties of many families.

More than twenty minutes later, Ding Xiu pushed the cards in front of him and said, "That's it for today. I'll go to the front for a walk."

"No, Ding Xiu, I'm still losing."

The first person to object was Zhang Ziyi, who was losing the whole time.

Zhao Wei also echoed: "I'm not like you. If I win, I'll leave."

Ding Xiu: "..."

MMP!

What did he win?

If you win this game and lose the previous two games, you will be paid tens of thousands of yuan in total.

"Sister Wei, I'm still losing. I'm not lucky today. Let's play again next time."

Zhao smiled and said, "I dare to play with you just because you are not lucky. If you are lucky, I don't dare to play with you. Come on, let's play another twelve games and then we'll talk about it after we finish."

"Forget it, next time."

It’s true that Ding Xiu likes to play, but he doesn’t like gambling.

With his income, as long as he doesn't gamble, he can basically spend it in a few lifetimes.

No amount of money is enough to lose if you get involved with this thing.

I usually play cards occasionally and can win or lose thousands of dollars, mainly for entertainment.

He didn't want to get involved in a game like this today. If he had known it was so big, he wouldn't have been able to get on the table.

"You should have told me that we would only play three rounds. Wouldn't this be a waste of time?" Zhao Wei curled his lips and said.

She wasn't afraid of Ding Xiu, she just said whatever was on her mind.

Not to mention Ding Xiu, even Zhang Ziyi dared to say it.

"That's right." Naying followed: "Ding Xiu is a little disappointed."

This eldest sister is outspoken and is famous in the circle for her fierceness.

The highest achievement she ever had was forcibly clinking glasses with a female artist who was allergic to alcohol. When others didn't want to, she just made a show of her face and said the classic phrase at the wine table.

‘If you don’t drink, you’re looking down on me! ’

In the end, the actress drank alcohol and developed a rash on the spot and went to the hospital for intravenous drip.

"Why, you are still forcing people to beat me?"

As soon as Ding Xiu opened his mouth, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

None of the people at the table expected him to say that, including Zhang Ziyi, who was immediately embarrassed.

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