God of Wealth is by your side

Chapter 11: Victory over Mr. Huo

Jin Yuanbao took out the 100 yuan with Huo Mingcheng's signature that he took out from his trouser pocket, and his whole body was wrong.

How can it be? ? ?He lived 20 years and never saw overnight money! !Could it be that those before were really hallucinations or coincidences?Jin Yuanbao feels that the three views will be subverted!

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was wrong... Many times, he neither spent money nor broke it for no reason. He left nine dollars and ninety cents. Unless he is delusional, these can't be fake!

So why is there no less money this time?Didn't disappear or be bankrupted?Could it be that unreliable guy Si Ming Xingjun playing with me? ? ? ?

But these are not important, the important thing is what will Huo Mingcheng think of me? !Jin Yuanbao looked at Huo Mingcheng, and saw Huo Mingcheng looking at him with a smile on his face, with an expression of "as long as you are happy", he immediately became Spartan:

"Master Huo, let me tell you, this time was really an accident. Really, I have never seen overnight money in the past 20 years. Today is the first time. I really have this strange problem. That's why I went to beg for food, it's really not because I eat too much, I'm lazy, I don't work well..."

Huo Mingcheng interrupted his nagging with a smile: "Okay, okay, I believe you, okay?" Then he said, "I'm going to get up and wash up, you can do it yourself, Aaron..."

"No, I really..." Holding a piece of 100 yuan in his hand, Jin Yuanbao, who was desperately trying to explain, was really in a bad mood. Seeing Huo Mingcheng go away, he couldn't help flicking the 100 yuan piece hard. Yuan said, "Xiaoqianqian, it's the first time I saw you live until dawn the next day, but you didn't come at the right time!"

When is it not good to come?But this time, alas, cry with anger!

But today Huo Mingcheng also felt something different from usual...Usually when he wakes up every morning, he would cough non-stop before breakfast, and he would be short of breath in the car or in the elevator, as if he couldn't breathe, but Neither of these two symptoms occurred today, and he felt a little better today.

He remembered the 500 million that he gave Jin Yuanbao yesterday, but quickly shook his head with a smile, scolding his own superstition: Modern science is so advanced that even the top doctors at home and abroad can't cure diseases, how could it be the so-called metaphysics Can it be cured?What's more, it only cost a little money...

I probably stayed in this atmosphere at home for a long time, and I was also infected.

During breakfast, Jin Yuanbao was pestered by Huo Mingshen and asked how yesterday was, what else could Jin Yuanbao say?He swore yesterday that the 100 yuan would disappear, but he slapped himself in the face, so what face does he have to say it?I had no choice but to falter and cover it up. Fortunately, Huo Mingshen was going back to school to defend his thesis today. He was nervous and didn't have much energy to pester him with questions.

Huo Mingshen has gone back to school. Jin Yuanbao is rather boring staying at Huo's house alone. Before when he was begging for food, he would just wander around the city all day, watching the world, and finding a suitable place to rest when he was tired. , Buy a white steamed bun when you are hungry, now you don't need to beg for food, and you don't need to wander around, he is not used to it.

He originally wanted to find the crux of the Huo family's black energy, but when he passed by an antique building and saw Mr. Huo playing chess alone, he couldn't help but become addicted to chess:

"Hey, old man, are you playing chess alone? Why don't I play chess with you?"

Mr. Huo looked up, and saw that Jin Yuanbao was looking at him expectantly with an excited smile on his face. He also wanted to find someone to play chess with him. Although Jin Yuanbao was young, he might not be able to play chess with him. , but it's better to have someone to accompany you than the left hand and the right hand, so he also smiled and said: "Okay, if you are willing, I can't ask for it."

As soon as Jin Yuanbao heard that he agreed, he immediately sat down on the high-footed mahogany armchair opposite him, and said with a smile, "Don't take yours one at a time, just call me Yuanbao."

"No, etiquette cannot be broken." Mr. Huo strictly abides by Xuanzhen's words, and treats Jin Yuanbao as a Bodhisattva, "Do you know how to play Go?"

"That's right, I used to be in the sky..." Jin Yuanbao was stunned for a moment, then changed his tone and said with a smile, "I used to be under the flyover, and I watched those old men play every day. Some of them are quite high-level, but I just You have a little understanding of superficiality, old man, you have to be merciful."

"You're joking, I also know a little bit about superficiality." Mr. Huo said with a smile.

So the two people who "understood a little" started to play chess, but within a few moves, they felt the strength of each other, especially Mr. Huo...

He looked at Jin Yuanbao's chess moves, sweating slightly on his forehead, thinking that this young man was only 20 years old, how could his chess moves be so mature, and every move was so delicate, he was not his opponent at all...

Jin Yuanbao played very easily. Of course he knew that Mr. Huo did not "understand superficiality", but for a person who has played chess with all kinds of gods in the heaven for tens of millions of years, this level of strength is really too childish .In the heavenly court, during the tens of millions of years without games, he passed the time by playing chess and alchemy. At the beginning, he was a stinky chess player. These few people competed in various ways, and gradually improved their chess skills, and within a few thousand years, his chess skills could compete with Wen Quxing... Wen Quxing is the best chess player in the heaven.

In less than 10 minutes, Jin Yuanbao killed Mr. Huo completely. Mr. Huo was sweating all over, drinking tea from a teacup with trembling hands, pretending to be calm... He hasn't lost for a long time, or in other words, he has I haven't lost so badly in a long time.

"Old man, you are too polite." Jin Yuanbao was very modest, "So keep your strength!"

Mr. Huo knew whether he had retained his strength, but he still forced a smile on his face and said: "Your chess skills are also very high, I admire you, admire..."

"Do you want to play another round?" Jin Yuanbao didn't enjoy the game after only ten minutes.

However, Mr. Huo shook his hand and said with a forced smile: "No, no, this old man is getting old, and the next game will be very tiring..." He said to Huo An, the housekeeper who was waiting on the side, "Huo An, help me go back ..."

"Yes, my lord."

It was a pity for Jin Yuanbao, so he had to play a game with himself out of boredom.

What he didn't know was that as soon as Mr. Huo returned to his room, he called his old friend:

"Old Chen, a young man has come to our house. He is very good at playing chess. He beat me in 6 minutes... woo... I have lived for so many years, and I have never been defeated like this, woo woo... ..."

At noon that day, Mr. Huo ate an extra bowl of rice, and he was more respectful to Jin Yuanbao when eating.