Trafford’s Trading Club

The huge gambles that have been taking place have hit everyone's nerves again and again, making most of them blush and their hearts beating wildly. Unexpectedly, in the second round, Liu Zixing went out of his way and actually placed the lowest chips.

Should you just give up when things get better? No, if you really know how to give up when things are good, you shouldn’t have won so much in the beginning.

So what’s the point of giving in at this time? Such behavior is probably completely irritating this casino.

"Ten thousand?" Ajie looked at Liu Zixing, as if he was going to confirm again.

Liu Zixing didn't hesitate at all, just nodded briefly, and then said abruptly: "Last time, my representative took the lead, and this time it's your turn. This is only fair."

"Okay." Ajie smiled slightly.

His representative... the representative man, under Ajie's signal, had no choice but to bite the bullet and start drawing cards again. Even if he lost this time, he only lost 10,000. There seemed to be no psychological pressure... Wool!

In the last game, he had already output nearly 300 million from his hands. At this time, his heart was completely broken. I originally thought that the one million labor fees would be very profitable. I thought that I represented Ajie, the consultant of the gambling hall, and that this wave must be stable. However, I did not expect that I would die before I started, and I would lose the first round.

He seems to have seen his future destiny, although he will not be held responsible, but he can talk about this kind of scene. I am afraid that after this time, he will not be able to escape from the back of this hotel and club, and he will need to work for a lifetime... Just being toyed with by all kinds of women.

He has completely collapsed, thinking that he must win this game no matter what... Even if he wins, he won't be able to win back so much money, but at least he can keep the face of the casino tolerable.

He closed his eyes, twitched suddenly, and then threw the playing cards hard on the gaming table. He didn't dare to look, he only dared to listen...listen to the reactions of the people around him.

He heard subtle discussions and voices of surprise. He couldn't help but opened his eyes uneasily. When he saw the card he had drawn, he immediately slumped down on the chair. Diamond 2.

It's over.

The bet was only 10,000. This round was not about money, but about face. The representative man's face turned pale, and he looked at Ajie next to him in horror. He clearly saw Ajie's brows twitching slightly.

It was really over now... He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Then...is it time for me to draw cards?" Hou Chenyuhan looked at Liu Zixing uneasily.

Liu Zixing suddenly said at this time: "Go and draw the first card on the left."

Hou Chenyuhan was stunned, and then he remembered that although both parties asked the representatives to draw cards, they did not seem to explain it at the beginning. The consultant of the casino opposite who was not allowed to actively instruct the representatives to draw cards seemed to have acquiesced and did not Speak out against it.

Hou Chen Yuhan wasn't so nervous now. Even if he didn't know how to play with money, he could still distinguish the big and small... The opponent had a diamond two, and among the dozens of remaining cards, only four would lose. It was just a random draw. Everyone wins.

It was probably because of this that Liu Zixing randomly picked one to smoke, right?

Hou Chen Yuhan nodded, directly drew the first card on the left, and then simply turned over...the ace of clubs? ! !

"You actually lost? Damn it!"

"Fuck..."

"I...I actually won?" The representative male duck jumped up in disbelief.

Everyone was surprised by such an incredible situation... Only Ajie's eyes became more serious.

However, Liu Zixing seized the moment and directly threw out another 10,000 chips, starting the final third round without giving anyone time to react.

"Clubs...4." The representative man drew a card for the third time, and it was another very small number. He still collapsed completely, his eyes were red, and he was so aggrieved that he almost wanted to cry.

Liu Zixing looked at Hou Chen Yuhan at this time: "The second one on the right."

Hou Chen Yuhan drew again... spades 3 in the third game and lost again.

"Okay, the last three games have been gambled." Liu Zixing stood up at this time, looked at Ajie and asked, "Can I exchange it for cash now?"

"of course."

The answer was not Ajie, but a middle-aged man walking quickly with a smile. Only a very few people at the scene knew that this middle-aged man was the real talker of this casino... But among these very few, only one or two people knew that Fengshan also worked for people from time to time. More terrifying adults.

Fengshan smiled slightly at this time and said: "However, I can't provide you with so much cash, Mr. Liu. I can only transfer or check... I wonder what Mr. Liu wants?"

"Split into two checks." Liu Zixing said calmly: "One is for 89.5 million, and the other... you can put them all into this account."

He wrote down an account number and handed it directly to Feng Shan.

"Okay." Fengshan still smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Liu might as well go to our VIP room and wait for a while."

"No, I'll just wait here." Liu Zixing still sat in his original position.

"Please wait a moment." Fengshan didn't say much, nodded, and left with Ajie.

No one took the initiative to approach Liu Zixing at this time. Even those who knew him were avoiding him... even though he was about to have nearly 600 million in cash.

"Could it be a show staged by this casino?" A certain boss who didn't know but liked conspiracy theories.

"It's hard to say, you don't know much about this hotel, but behind the scenes...it's not necessary." A small leader of a land department who knew a little about the situation but not much.

"Tell me about it?" asked the curious rich man.

"Six hundred million seems like a lot to us, but it's not an exaggeration to know what's behind this casino." A wealthy businessman from outside the province who knew more and happened to come here to inspect the market.

The discussion is still going on, and in the end it seems difficult to come up with a result... Then we can only wait for Liu Zixing's follow-up news. Anyway, he is also a member of the circle, and sooner or later someone will know something about it.

…

Feng Shan was asking his property to prepare a check, when he looked at Ajie and asked, "Has his good luck been interrupted?"

Obviously he is more concerned about such evil things.

But Ajie shook his head and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "To be honest, I haven't interrupted. Director Feng, I'm sorry this time. I will advance the 300 million lost to the casino, but it will take some time." The Las Vegas gambling tournament is still two months away, so I’ll have to wait.”

"It's not urgent." Fengshan shook his head and said puzzledly: "You said you didn't interrupt, but didn't he already lose the next two games?"

"What if he lost on purpose?" Ajie said abruptly.

"You mean...he deliberately let himself lose?" Fengshan said in astonishment: "He doesn't know how to gamble, and he fakes it with others. How is it possible?"

But Ajie breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed: "Director Feng, good luck is not just about winning. Real good luck is...when all your wishes come true, you win when you want to win, and you lose when you want to lose."

Feng Shan felt that it made sense when he heard it. Seeing Liu Zixing's calm expression, he became a little more convinced, "Sure enough, the world is so big, there are all kinds of surprises... This guy, you have to be more careful in the future... Well, the check is ready , you can send it over, I have some things to follow up on."

Ajie nodded, took the check, opened the door and left.

After a while, another man came to Feng Shan's side and whispered: "Black Panther's people are on their way here, and they will probably block Liu Zixing outside."

"No one discovered it, right?" Fengshan asked calmly.

"No, I asked a security guard in the casino to let him know. Originally, the Black Panthers were looking for Liu Zixing everywhere and offered a reward, so they probably wouldn't have thought that we deliberately let the news slip. Besides, Liu Zixing was so high-profile today. , even if we don’t tell, Black Panther will definitely know.”

"Okay." Fengshan smiled, "Then let's wait and watch the show... But if Black Panther dares to take someone directly at the door later, you can take action."

"Director, are we still helping him?"

Fengshan said calmly: "The rules of the gambling hall will allow guests to leave safely...at least within our scope, it is absolutely safe, do you understand?"

The man nodded and said seriously: "The black ones can't come in, and the white ones can't come in, and they can't take anyone within our sight... I understand."

"But try to be careful. The leaders of the bureau here are not from our faction. If there is no conflict, try not to." Fengshan ordered again: "The people above are also fighting fiercely. Starting this year We have already killed several big tigers, so we have to keep a low profile and don’t let others grab our pigtails.”

"Haha, the old man is still here, who dares to move?" The subordinate didn't care.

Feng Shan didn't say anything, he just felt that this person was capable of doing things effectively, but he still lacked foresight... After all, he still couldn't be of great use.

He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

…

…

Thank you, winter snow

Thank you, my favorite snow

Although you are already my poem

No matter what, you will melt one day

Just wait and wait for next year

Meet me in the cold winter

In the corner of the square, a man wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses, and the most ordinary clothes was singing softly to himself.

Not many people stayed, but not none.

On the box where the man put his guitar, there were some scattered paper money and coins. Of course, he didn't need to care about whether he had gained anything now.

As long as someone is willing to stop here and listen, they seem to be satisfied.

The huge screen on the wall of the shopping mall in front of the square was playing an advertisement for a certain product.

In the advertisement, a very innocent girl is wearing a lipstick and softly speaking what is in her heart.

"...When you see cherries, will you think of my kisses? Because my kisses taste like cherries."

"Cherry flavored lip balm, leave the flavor of memories for the people you love most. The Christmas promotion is hotly launched..."

The man finished singing the song, then lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly, watching the lovers coming and going in the square, looking at the Christmas decorations arranged around and the sound of "Jingle-" coming from the square shopping mall. bells", he smiled and said, "Is Christmas Eve tomorrow?"

"Excuse me, are you going to close the stall if you don't want to sing?"

While he was distracted, he suddenly heard someone asking him this question. He looked up and found that it was a quite young man, and he was accompanied by a beautiful female companion.

Both of them were carrying bags in their hands, which seemed to contain some decorations for decoration. They were probably young lovers who came out to buy things to decorate the atmosphere for the upcoming Christmas, right?

At this time, the young man put down a hundred yuan bill directly on the guitar case.

"Sing." The man smiled: "What do you want to hear?"

"Well, just sing what you want to sing now." The young man said softly.

The man was stunned, then nodded, picked up the guitar, and strummed it casually. He was thinking about what to sing, but suddenly he remembered that his friend had mentioned that he was earning some milk powder in the square at that time. When buying money, I also met a man and a woman, and each time I gave him a reward of 100 yuan.

Could this be it? Should I tell Hong Guan?

It seemed that when he mentioned this matter, he seemed to be a little grateful... He smiled, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. He flicked his fingers while looking at the huge screen. advertisement, while singing in a magnetic and increasingly skillful voice:

merry-merry-christmas

lonely-lonely-christmas

I want to bless but don’t know who to give it to

Love is tied into a knot by us...

…

While waiting for the red light, Zhu Maolin was a little dazed when he looked at the advertisement on the huge screen on the front wing of the shopping mall in the square next to him... This was an advertisement he made for his old classmate's company, but it was just a short film shot by Xiaolu. , rather than the one shot with a supermodel.

"Actually put it in this location?"

This is a prime location. If this is the case, then the old classmate's company will probably not consider placing Xiaolu's advertisement on the TV station.

But since it can be put in this prosperous area, it obviously has a certain degree of attention.

When you see cherries, will you think of my kisses? Because my kisses taste like cherry...

Vaguely, Zhu Maolin seemed to be able to hear the lines in the advertisement. Of course, he also wrote the words of the advertisement, so at this time he could not tell clearly whether he heard it with his ears or in his heart.

Christmas...Christmas Eve.

The waiting red light passed unknowingly, Zhu Maolin put down the handbrake, and the car drove away. It didn't take long to reach the streets of an old district.

This is Xiaolu’s home. I’ve just been here, so the impression is still there.

He got out of the car, pressed the anti-theft lock, and took a few steps forward. He saw the stairs of the old house with several floors. At this time, sitting... well, it was Xiaolu.

Zhu Maolin recognized Xiaolu's clothes.

She buried her head in her knees. Zhu Maolin frowned and stepped forward, "Are you okay?"

Xiaolu raised her head subconsciously, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was even a bright slap mark on her left cheek, as well as... tear stains.

Xiaolu opened her mouth, as if she was surprised that the person who appeared in front of her was actually Zhu Maolin.

She didn't say anything, and quickly stood up, lowered her head, and walked away quickly from Zhu Maolin without going upstairs, as if she didn't want to have more interactions with Zhu Maolin.

"Wait, where are you going?" Zhu Maolin asked calmly.

As soon as Xiaolu stopped, she immediately started her steps.

"Didn't you say that today is your birthday?" Zhu Maolin's voice rose a little, "I bought you a small cake, do you want to eat it?"

Xiaolu turned around, her body a little weak, the red palm prints on her face were still bright, but she pursed her lips and nodded sadly.

"Manager, can it be your turn this time..." She looked at Zhu Maolin, her eyes full of hope and said, "Stay with me? Just for a while... before twelve o'clock."

"When I came here, I saw a small park in front of me. Do you want to go?" Zhu Maolin asked.

"cake……"

"Um?"

"Didn't you say that I bought a cake..." Xiaolu stared at Zhu Maolin's hands like an aggrieved little girl, "Where is..."

Zhu Maolin sneered, "In the car... let's go."