He Zhou realized that although Third Uncle was a little bad and liked to gamble, he was still a good gambler.
But it was actually a little cute.
Actually, this was not surprising.
If Third Uncle was really useless, Aunt Hua, Ah Ping, and Yu Sheng wouldn't have been so close to him and built up a neighborhood relationship for decades.
Otherwise, he would have long hated ghosts.
At the end of the day, it was still the same sentence. Humans were half-human and half-ghost. No one could look at them when they were close, but as long as a person did not harm others, he was a good person.
He Zhou hastily cupped his hands and expressed his gratitude to Third Uncle." I appreciate your kindness, but I'm also doing a small business and can barely make ends meet.”
"Really?" Third Uncle was very surprised.
According to his thoughts, He Zhou would have lost all that money very quickly. This was the best model he had simulated in his mind.
"It's true." He Zhou subtly flashed the watch on his wrist.
Third Uncle's mouth twitched.
Although he didn't know what brand the watch was, even the most inexperienced person knew that it was definitely not a cheap item.
However, it was unknown whether it was due to his pride or for some reason, but Third Uncle still showed a disdainful look and snorted proudly." You're so young and don't want to improve. You haven't seen the big scene, so you won't be able to achieve anything in the end.”
He Zhou was speechless. Third Uncle's three views had always followed his facial features.
In his opinion, as long as one did not gamble, one would not be motivated. As long as one had not been to a big casino, one would not have seen a big scene. Small fights would not achieve great things.
He Zhou couldn't be bothered with them and turned to ask how Ah Xing and the others were doing.
A Xing naturally told his uncle who came from the mainland with him everything he knew.
Especially the things related to the World Gambling King Competition, He Zhou had gotten them clean without any effort.
In this competition, the title of 'World Gambling King' was secondary.
More importantly, the two of them had made a bet. Whoever won would get 500 million yuan from their opponent.
He Zhou guessed that 500 million Hong Kong dollars was not a small number even for the underworld tycoons like Mr. Hong and Chen Song.
This was almost all the liquid funds that the two of them could take out. Whoever lost would suffer a great loss. Even their status in the underworld would be greatly affected.
He Zhou's speculation was based on the newspaper report that even the richest man in Xiangjiang City only had a net worth of a few billion Hong Kong dollars, including fixed assets, company stocks, and trust funds.
Of course, this had to take into account the Chinese's tradition of hiding their wealth, especially under the eyes of the British.
But according to an optimistic estimate, no matter how much wealth he hid, he would only be able to double his wealth on the surface.
"Where's your little girlfriend?" He Zhou turned to tease Ah Xing.
This kid was emitting the sour smell of love from head to toe.
This time, Ah Xing began to stutter and not speak.
He had been traveling with his goddess, Qimeng, for the past few days. He was so happy.
If possible, he wished that time would stay with Qimeng forever.
When they heard that Third Uncle and Xing had returned, Aunt Hua, Ah Ping, and Yu Sheng opened the door and came over, ready to chat.
Unexpectedly, their neighbors of decades were actually stopped halfway.
"What's going on? This uncle and nephew pair are addicted to putting on airs now. It's fine if they come back in the middle of the night, but they even have bodyguards guarding the door.”Ah Ping was so angry that she kicked the cement pillar in the aisle.
Third Uncle and Xing heard the conflict between the neighbors and the bodyguards and ran out.
Chen Song now regarded Ah Xing as his trump card to win the World Gambling King Competition. He had invested heavily and specially assigned bodyguards to Ah Xing and his nephew.
These bodyguards were responsible for the safety of Third Uncle and Ah Xing, but they also had a sense of surveillance.
In fact, if it wasn't for Third Uncle's insistence on the theory that 'wealth and honor do not return to their hometown', and that he insisted on the Emerald Building acting tough, Chen Song would not have allowed them to cause trouble outside every day.
In order to convince Chen Song, Third Uncle did not use his mouth to talk about his crooked reasoning. In the end, it was Chen Song who was really annoyed, so he pinched his nose and agreed to let them come back at night and leave the next day at dawn.
"Yo, you went out for a few days and became a big shot. You're worried that we'll wipe your uncle and nephew's shoes (suck up to them), right?”Yu Sheng was angry, but he was more angry at Ah Ping.
Uncle Ian was troubled. He talked to the bodyguards and persuaded them to smoke at the entrance of the corridor.
Aunt Hua stared at Third Uncle. Although she was unhappy, on account of their many years of friendship as neighbors and the fact that she had liked him before, Aunt Hua kindly reminded him,"Black-faced Cai, those who mix with the underworld are not good people. You uncle and nephew work for Chen Song, so you have to be more careful.”
Who knew that a few days had passed since the feast? Third Uncle, who boasted that he had seen the prosperity of the world, had long been floating. He did not take it to heart at all. He raised his head like a proud rooster and said,"What are you afraid of?
I, Third Uncle, am now favored by a big shot. Which person in the underworld doesn't give me some face?”
Third Uncle rolled up some tobacco with a big golden bull and lit it up to take a puff. He looked as if he was smoking a cigarette after the deed was done. He pointed at the bodyguards at the entrance of the corridor and said," See that? They are responsible for the safety of us. To be honest, they have guns on them. Who dares to touch us?"!!”
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