[Brother] Brother, come to satisfy you

As soon as Nie Honghao pushed open the dormitory door, he was startled. A dozen pairs of eyes looked at him frantically. Pan Jiashen walked out from the crowd and cheered, "Our brother Hao is back!" Only then did Pan Jiashen explain to him: "I told everyone about you slapping the instructor, and everyone admired you very much."

Xue Xiaojun also squeezed forward and nodded fiercely: "That's right, that Xu Fei, we have long been unhappy with him."

Everyone praised him and then dispersed. Only Pan Jiashen asked him worriedly: "Why have you been there for so long? That bitch Xu Fei didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Nie Honghao turned on the computer slowly, and replied after entering the desktop: "That little old man, are you still afraid that he will fail? When my brother came, he was so frightened that the shit would go away."

Pan Jiashen gave him a thumbs up, saw that he had logged into a competitive platform called "Youbo" familiarly, started playing Texas Hold'em, and said with a smile, "Do you still like to play this game?"

"Otherwise, where do you think my money came from?"

Pan Jiashen was stunned: "Didn't your brother give it to you?"

"Nonsense," Nie Honghao rolled his eyes at him: "I'm so old, how could I ask my brother for money?" Pan Jiashen hurriedly moved the stool over to watch after hearing what he said. Nie Honghao entered two arenas, one Germany State|Poker|Poker, an Othello, Pan Jiashen is not very good at playing Othello, just watch him play Texas|Poker|Poker carefully, the first few rounds are in the U|T|G position, all of them are "27 "These bad cards are discarded as soon as they are handed. After the round, he took an "AT" at the MID position. Pan Jiashen thought he could place a bet but saw Nie Honghao ordered to fold again. He said anxiously: "A card like AT can still be played." Ah, why did you throw it away?"

After saying this, I felt Nie Honghao's contemptuous gaze, "This is the difference between ordinary players and professional players. If you don't have a good hand, you will never let go. AT is also good, but it is a weak hand, and it is a MID. It is easy to lose. I play poker to make money, not to have fun."

Pan Jiashen was thoughtful, and then he didn't speak again. Just watching Nie Honghao discard more than ten hands in a row, he was almost impatient, and finally his eyes lit up. Nie Honghao got "AA" in the first round and closed the game, winning. 37.75 gold coins. He simply calculated the addition and subtraction. He wasted 7 or 8 gold coins by folding the ante bet before, but he still made a profit. After this round, Nie Honghao closed the window, retreated to the background, and was stunned I saw the conversion ratio clearly - 1 gold coin = 1000 US dollars, and the gold coin exchange system pumped 1%.

Pan Jiashen was dumbfounded: "Isn't... such a big bet considered illegal?"

"This is an American platform, so it's illegal if you really count it, but it's also a gray area of ​​the law, and you can clean it up when you really check it out." Seeing Nie Honghao's calm expression, he doesn't look like someone who just made more than 2 US dollars. , a feeling of admiring the mountains suddenly hit Pan Jiashen's heart, Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Brother Hao, no... Master Hao, can you teach me?"

"Okay," Nie Honghao said calmly, "I'll give you the client and invitation code later, but don't blame me if you lose money."

Pan Jiashen's face was full of surprises. He never imagined that there were many people who entered "Youbo" with his idea at the beginning, and few of them really made money in the end. He never thought that the major shareholder behind the "Youbo" client is Nie Honghao - this criminal who is proficient in pyramid schemes.

All drug addicts and gamblers are lured by the people around them until they can't return. Nie Honghao is well aware of this truth. Since there are still four years left in college, he will definitely drag the people around him into trouble.

For a long time to come, Pan Jiashen was obsessed with "Youbo" and couldn't extricate himself. Although he didn't make any money, he played carefully under Nie Honghao's guidance and didn't lose much, so he became even more fanatical. He always believed in One day, I will be able to earn living expenses by myself like Nie Honghao, but I don't know that I have been contributing that 1% of the commission to Nie Honghao.

Just like the two of them often skipped classes together to play games in the dormitory, and Nie Honghao still scored 96 points in the high-level weekly test. After all, people are different, and there is a natural gap in IQ.

A few days later, Nie Honghao said to him mysteriously: "I got someone to get two Haojue Suzukis, let's take a look at them later?"

Pan Jiashen nodded excitedly, and the two came to the parking lot. Xia Dancheng winked at Nie Honghao, pretending not to know him, and offered an offer: "Both are Lichi GW250, and the market price is [-]. Wan, how about the two little brothers?"

Pan Jiashen's eyes were firmly attached to the body of this silver and black car like brown candy, and it was hard to move away. He fondled the streamlined body and said, "Can I have a try?"

Xia Dancheng made a gesture of invitation, and he took the key to start the car, and walked around the parking lot. The sound of the motor was very pleasant, so he said contentedly, "That's right, Brother Hao, what do you think?"

Nie Honghao smiled, "I have no objection, the boss will transfer the account."

After the two took out their mobile phones to transfer money to Xia Dancheng, the latter said casually: "Beijing traffic control is strict now, and the gas station does not provide refueling for cars without licenses. The two are still students, and it is a bit difficult to get a license plate! "

Nie Honghao and Pan Jiashen looked at each other evilly. They had already discussed what to do, and Pan Jiashen said carelessly: "The boss doesn't need to worry about this."

Xia Dancheng nodded and left, Pan Jiashen asked, "Brother Hao, when are we going to get the license plate?"

Nie Honghao raised his wrist and found that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and it would be dark until five o'clock in Beijing this season, so he said, "Seven o'clock in the evening, when the teachers with motorcycles at school finish their meals and return to work."

"Decree!" Pan Jiashen raised his palm to the side of his head and made a crooked military salute.

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