Chapter 11 011, Harvest 3000
When all the actions of the three fell into Zhang Jian's calculations.

The outcome is already doomed.

At five minutes to three in the morning the game was over.

Mr. Dong has nothing on hand.

Mr. Luo has one gold card left.

Mr. Tan has three bamboo cards left.

The three of them looked at Zhang Jian and the mountain of gold cards in front of him with pale faces.

"Mr. Zhang," Mr. Dong looked at Zhang Jian, "pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

"Mr. Dong was joking. I haven't touched mahjong for ten years." Zhang Jian smiled. "This time I'm really lucky. I didn't expect it to be so easy."

"You are amazing." Mr. Tan took off his glasses and rubbed his cheeks, "Don't look for me next time."

"Mr. Tan doesn't want to get back?" Zhang Jian asked with a smile.

"You're so good, I don't have any bones left when I shoot myself!" Mr. Tan shook his head, put on his glasses, and put the bamboo card in front of the female dealer, "Your reward,"

Without saying a word, Mr. Luo put the gold card in front of Mr. He Guan and left with Mr. Tan.

When Mr. Dong got up, he stretched out his hand and stopped in front of Zhang Jian, "I am Dong Yubao."

"Zhang Jian, nice to meet you, Mr. Dong." Zhang Jian smiled and shook his hand.

"Going to have a drink?" Mr. Dong smiled.

"Okay!" Zhang Jian looked at the female dealer.

"Please rest assured, sir, all the money will be deposited into your account before ten o'clock tomorrow morning." The female dealer smiled, she was naturally happy to get a gold card for nothing.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jian nodded, turned around and left with Dong Yubao.

After the two went downstairs, they didn't see Sister Yun. Mr. Tan and Mr. Luo had already left first.

Leaving Villa No. [-], the two strolled to the bar.

At around three o'clock in the morning, the bar was empty.

When they came to the bar, the two ordered a drink and chatted.

"Where is Mr. Zhang's high position?" Dong Yubao asked.

"Beipiao, ready to go home for the New Year." Zhang Jian said, "Where's Mr. Dong?"

"It's just a contractor," Dong Yubao asked, "How did you do it?"

"What?" Zhang Jian looked at him suspiciously.

"Win the three of us," Dong Yubao said, "I didn't understand. Except for the second round, you kept touching cards and making cards for Mr. Luo. I didn't find anything else."

"Mr. Dong misunderstood me. I'm a real novice." Zhang Jian couldn't laugh or cry, "It's just a novice's luck. If you don't believe me, you can ask Meng Shutang. He can testify. I didn't play games when I was studying."

"It turned out to be like this. It turns out that there is really such a thing as novice luck." Dong Yubao sighed, and pulled out a business card, "Old Dong made you a friend, and we will have a chance to play together in the future."

"Okay!" Zhang Jian took the business card, "But I don't have a business card, please make a phone call!"

Dong Yubao nodded with a smile, and the two exchanged phone numbers, then continued drinking and chatting.

During the period, Lao Luo and Lao Tan were also mentioned.

Both of them are well-known and rich in the local area, but they rarely show their faces outside.

Zhang Jian didn't know him, but Dong Yubao was no stranger.

Dong Yubao talked about their field of work.

"Ten million is nothing to them,"

"But playing in Tianyue in the past few years, no one has won 1000 million."

"This is the first time I have lost so much, so I am a little unhappy."

Dong Yubao smiled and said, "Don't take it too seriously."

"I understand that it's always unpleasant to lose money." Zhang Jian nodded to express his understanding.

If he lost 1000 million, he would be so heartbroken to death, how could he be so indifferent.

"That's the reason," Dong Yubao said with a smile, "losing money is equal to losing mood, just watch! Tonight's game will soon spread in Tianyue, and the two of them will not come in a short time."

"Isn't it?" Zhang Jian's eyes widened.

"There are so many people in the club, do you really think there is any secret?" Dong Yubao laughed, "How many games have the three of us played in Tianyue? How many people hate us!"

"What about my brother?" Zhang Jian asked, "Will you avoid it?"

"Hahaha, of course my old Dong will also flash people," Dong Yubao said with a smile, "I have to earn 1000 million back, otherwise I won't be able to sleep, and I can't compare to those two's net worth."

"Brother is joking!" Zhang Jian didn't believe a word.

"I'm not joking," Dong Yubao shook his head, "I started from scratch, even if 1000 million is placed in inflation, it will make me feel distressed. If I can't make it back, I won't be on the table."

Zhang Jian laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry about it, it's just complaining, it has nothing to do with you." Dong Yubao said with a smile, "I just want to know you as a friend, and you completely convinced me last night."

Zhang Jian raised his wine glass and touched him.

The two chatted while drinking, but they were also relaxed.

Zhang Jian also relaxed, he had to use his brain at the table, his body was not tired, but his mind was tired.

After such a relaxation, the feeling of fatigue surged up, but fortunately, there was wine to relieve fatigue.

After drinking about three cups, the seven or eight degrees are not strong.

The two sat for more than 40 minutes before they separated.

After Zhang Jian watched Dong Yubao go away, he went directly to Villa NO.14.

Villa No. [-] is near a residential area, a specific building, not a residence.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Jian saw Meng Shutang standing at the door with his arms folded and looking at him.

"Have you been drinking?" Meng Shutang frowned, but didn't say the original words.

"I had two drinks with Dong Yubao. He is not a bad guy. He is good at dancing. He seems to want to get you from me." Zhang Jian said with a smile.

"Come in and talk!" Meng Shutang turned around and took out his slippers.

It was daytime in the living room, and Tom and Jerry was playing on the TV.

Just as Zhang Jiang sat down, Meng Shutang brought a cup of hot milk and hot towels.

Zhang Jian applied a hot towel to his face, and he felt much more comfortable.

"I heard that you showed your power and won 3000 million?" Meng Shutang looked at him.

"Rookie's luck, plus a little calculation." Zhang Jian exhaled, put the towel aside, and sipped milk, "Don't be angry with Sister Yun, she originally wanted me to be a rich boy."

"I haven't seen you for a few years, it seems that I have learned a little bit." Meng Shutang said indifferently, "I still care about others."

"Are you really angry?" Zhang Jian smiled, "I'm sure."

"You have a fart. I said it was the luck of a novice." Meng Shutang stared at him, "If I had known that you were infected with this problem, I wouldn't have brought you here."

"You should be happy," Zhang Jian restrained his smile, "I won't earn 3000 million in my whole life."

"You are not allowed to play anymore." Meng Shutang shook his head, "Go and rest after drinking!"

"What about you?" Zhang Jian asked.

"I still have to be on duty, and I don't get off work until seven o'clock in the morning!" Meng Shutang waved his hand.

He got up, put on his clothes and shoes, and walked out of the villa.

Zhang Jian smiled silently, but didn't say anything.

Take the remote control at hand and sit on the sofa to watch a movie.

3000 million!

How could he sleep with such excitement?

He just wants to relax and watch a movie when he has time.

I was afraid that I would fall asleep and forget to watch the movie and miss the chance to draw a lottery.

(End of this chapter)

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