My Shenhao system is very wrong

Chapter 142
As Yang Jian's voice fell, three young men and women came down from the stairs on the second floor, two of the men walked in front, and a girl followed.

The three of them looked to be only 28 or nine years old, and they were all outstanding in appearance. Coupled with a set of specially customized expensive uniforms, it made people feel that their temperament was quite attractive.

In the inexplicable eyes of Chen Tianmu and Yu Jiajia, the three of them walked to Yang Jian's side, and they opened their mouths with correct American English, and the tone of their speech naturally carried an unruly atmosphere.

"Is this man the Linhai God of Gamblers that trash talked about?"

"It doesn't look like it at all."

"Yang, don't lie to us. It's not easy for the three of us to come here from Las Vegas. If we don't see a real master, we will be very unhappy."

"That's right, handsome Yang, although your hospitality has satisfied us the past few days, if you make mistakes with people, no matter how good the hospitality is, it can't make up for it."

Several people chattered, but Chen Tianmu didn't understand a word, and his English level was only CET-[-], which was the result of short-term study in college to get a bachelor's degree.

After passing the CET-[-], he never worked hard on English again.

To put it bluntly, Chen Tianmu's Japanese level is higher than his English level after watching movies and playing games all these years.

However, although Chen Tianmu didn't understand, Yu Jiajia on the side showed a surprised expression on her face. She couldn't help but glanced at her boyfriend, it was difficult to connect him with the Linhai God of Gamblers mentioned by the three of them.

I guess I made a mistake.

Yu Jiajia thought to herself.

But who would have thought that Yang Jian's next words made Yu Jiajia's eyes widen again, and she sensed a hint of conspiracy.

"That's right, this respected Chen is the Linhai God of Gamblers that Wu Zhong said, but he usually doesn't show his mountains and dews, and ordinary people can't see it."

Hearing this, the oldest man among the three suddenly said angrily: "Yang, you mean we are all ordinary people? Damn it, you have to apologize for your recklessness."

"Ah, I'm sorry, you know, I didn't mean that." Yang Jian smiled: "Don't be impatient, my guests probably don't know what happened, please allow me to explain things clearly first."

Hearing this, the aggressive man raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, as if he had accepted Yang Jian's apology.

"Ahem." After comforting the three of them, Yang Jian turned his head and said to Chen Tianmu and Yu Jiajia in Chinese: "I said just now that it was not me who really invited you two to enjoy this French meal. The Lord is here, let me introduce you.”

As he spoke, Yang Jian stretched out his finger and introduced to the oldest man just now: "This is Mo Shangzhuo, technical director of SLS Hotel"

"This is Mo Kanhai, who is also an employee of the SLS Hotel, and his position is the VIP manager." As he spoke, Yang Jian pointed to another younger man.

Then he pointed to the only girl among the three and continued to introduce: "Mo Xiazhu, the senior dealer in the VIP room of the SLS Hotel."

"These three came here from Bald Eagle's Las Vegas. The purpose is to meet with Brother Chen and exchange ideas by the way."

"I'll go, the name is fine." After hearing this, Chen Tianmu had a surprised expression on his face, and said to Yu Jiajia next to him: "Don't go to the table, don't look at the cards, don't place bets, is this advising people not to gamble? "

Unexpectedly, Yu Jiajia did not burst out laughing as Chen Tianmu expected, but asked Yang Jian with a serious face: "What do they mean by Linhai God of Gamblers? And how could this matter have anything to do with my uncle Wu Zhong?" of?"

What Chen Tianmu heard was in the fog, what Linhai God of Gamblers, and Yu Jiajia's uncle Wu Zhong, these were all things he didn't know at all, but he quickly realized that this must be the content of the English exchange between the few people just now , but I didn't understand it.

On the other side, Yang Jian heard Yu Jiajia's question, and said as if he suddenly realized: "Oh, look at my memory, I forgot to explain such an important thing in advance."

After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands again, and immediately came in from the door with a few strong and powerful men. These people were carrying a sack that was constantly struggling and twisting, and threw it on the ground to untie the sack. Immediately after tightening the rope, a person came out of it.

"Forgive me! Forgive me! My name is Wu Zhong, and I'm from the Yu family. If you let me go, I'll go home immediately and give you money."

The man yelled anxiously, without seeing clearly who the people around him were.

Yu Jiajia saw clearly that the person begging for mercy was her ineffective uncle, trembling with anger, she said coldly, "Uncle, don't howl, no one here will hurt you."

"Thank you, thank you, great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it." Until now, Wu Zhong hadn't reacted, and was still bowing his head like a bereaved dog.

After a while, he felt that the whole room became quiet, and he suddenly remembered the words he had just heard, and then suddenly raised his head, looking at his niece.

"Jiajia! Why are you here?" Wu Zhong was astonished, but then his expression changed and he cried, "Jiajia, you have to make decisions for my uncle. I was killed by villains. They took my They cheated me of all the money, and threatened me that if I don’t pay back the money, I will be sunk in Lingdingyang.”

Seeing Wu Zhong's appearance, Yu Jiajia really didn't know what to say, her uncle was simply a brain-dead and useless, and now he couldn't recognize the situation clearly.

Yang Jian next to him chuckled lightly: "Mr. Wu, who do you think is a villain?"

"Ah?!" Seeing Yang Jian and the three men and women behind him, Wu Zhong trembled in fright, trembling and trying to hide behind Yu Jiajia.

Ignoring Wu Zhong's cowardly look, Yu Jiajia turned to look at Yang Jian, the coldness in his eyes was ready to come out, as if to say, if there is no reasonable explanation today, then the Yu family will never let it go.

"Ahem, Jiajia." Yang Jian said softly, "This uncle of yours gambled in Macau a few days ago, but he was unlucky and lost tens of millions. The creditors are the gentlemen and ladies behind me."

"What?!" Yu Jiajia said angrily, "Tens of millions? My uncle is just a small contractor who uses the name of the Yu family to bluff around. Where did he get so much money?"

"That's right." Yang Jian nodded approvingly and said, "At first, these gentlemen and ladies didn't know, they just thought your uncle was a big boss because of his generous spending, so they played with him, but they didn't expect your uncle to lose more The more you have, the more you owe so much debt.”

"Hmph, do you think so?" Yu Jiajia said coldly.

At this time, she finally realized that today's meal was a conspiracy from beginning to end.

She did hear that Yang Jian went to Macau before, but she never thought that this matter would have something to do with her uncle, and their purpose of plotting against her uncle might fall on their Yu family.

But no matter how muddy Wu Zhong can't support the wall, he is still his mother's younger brother after all, no matter what, she will not let her uncle be framed like this.

In a word, Wu Zhong was a member of the Yu family no matter what, and it was not Yang Jian's turn to tell him if he wanted to fight or kill.

But what Yu Jiajia didn't expect was that after she denied Yang Jian's words, Mo Shangzhuo suddenly took a step forward, took out an IOU from his pocket, and said in broken Chinese: "Miss Yu, this is an IOU written by Mr. Wu himself. We didn’t talk nonsense about the IOU we wrote down, he really lost 5000 million.”

(End of this chapter)