Starting out as a drug dealer in 1988

"Wenhao is here!" Zhao Dashan quickly stood up when he saw the three people walk into the house and politely handed them a cigarette. "Give me a good cigarette, don't complain about it!"

Zhao Wenhao took it without hesitation and said, "Brother Dashan is not busy recently, how is the factory over there?"

"What else can I do? I'm just messing around, half dead." Zhao Dashan didn't want to talk about it. Instead, he asked, "Wenhao, I heard that you two siblings are doing well in the provincial capital. How about giving me some advice?"

Although they are from the same village and group, Zhao Wenhao is not familiar with Zhao Dashan and they can only be considered an acquaintance.

Therefore, Zhao Wenhao just laughed it off and dealt with the questions raised by the other party.

"Are you here to chat or play cards? If you really want to chat, would you like me to make you some tea so we can sit down and chat?"

Shen Zhixiang, who was sitting next to him, was a little unhappy. Zhao Wenhao and the other two hadn't said a word to him since they entered the room, which made him a little unhappy.

Especially since one of them is Zhao Aiguo's son. He punched Zhao Aiguo twice some time ago. Now that his son is here, will he cause trouble?

Shen Zhixiang was a little suspicious, but he didn't take it too seriously.

If you have the guts, let’s meet at the gambling table. In this regard, he has never been afraid of anyone.

"Hey, you're waiting to send me money!"

Before Zhao Wenhao could speak, Zhao Dagou behind him couldn't help but speak.

Shen Zhixiang was not willing to give in and immediately retorted, "I'm just worried that you won't have enough money. Don't go back with nothing."

"you……"

Zhao Dagou was furious and was about to explode when Zhao Wenhao stopped him. Zhao Haifeng, who was standing nearby, also hurried over to smooth things over.

"Just play. You're free anyway." Zhao Wenhao glanced at Shen Zhixiang casually.

Zhao Haifeng quickly moved the table over, and Shen Zhixiang also took out a deck of cards from the drawer. "How about it, how much do you want to play? I heard that you, Zhao Wenhao, made a lot of money last year. Do you dare to play big?"

"I don't care, as long as they have no objection." Zhao Wenhao pointed at Zhao Dashan and others.

Zhao Dashan hurriedly shook his head and said, "Don't make it too big. I can't compete with you. Let's put it this way. Ten cents is the minimum, and two yuan is the maximum. Flush is one yuan each, and three of a kind is two yuan each."

If you play according to Zhao Dashan's method, you'll win or lose at most thirty or forty yuan. Unless you're particularly unlucky, it might be more.

Obviously, Shen Zhixiang was unwilling to do so.

"Dashan, the older you get, the more you seem to be regressing. Our God of Wealth comes to give you money, and you're so stingy? 50 cents is the minimum, 5 yuan is the maximum. 5 yuan per Flush, 10 yuan per Three Strips."

After saying that, he took out several hundred yuan from his pocket and pushed three hundred of them in front of Zhao Dashan. "What are you afraid of? I'm here. If the money is not enough, I have more."

Zhao Dashan was a little reluctant. It wasn't like he had to pay back the three hundred yuan. He had never played such a big game before, and he was a little worried.

"Come on, come on. Don't waste time."

Shen Zhixiang pushed Zhao Dashan, then picked up the playing cards and raised them to indicate that they were new cards.

Then he took apart the playing card shells and threw them aside, found the jokers and threw away the big and small jokers, and started shuffling the cards.

Being put under fire, Zhao Dashan was helpless and could only silently accept the three hundred yuan and put it on his desk.

From beginning to end, Zhao Wenhao had been observing the facial expressions of several people.

As the saying goes, nine out of ten gambling games are fraudulent. When Zhao Wenhao heard Zhao Dagou's introduction, saying that Shen Zhixiang always won money, he had a rough idea in his mind.

If you want to win money, there are only two ways to cheat.

One is a group of people, who work together and reach a tacit understanding in private;

The other is to tamper with the props.

So far, Zhao Wenhao has at least not discovered any possibility of conspiracy between Zhao Dashan and Shen Zhixiang.

As for Zhao Haifeng, we still need to observe him for a while. After all, they are relatives, so there might be something fishy going on.

The first round started soon, and Shen Zhixiang dealt the cards.

Zhao Wenhao stared at Shen Zhixiang's fingers, trying to detect something. Unfortunately, judging from the way he dealt the cards, there was nothing wrong.

"If you talk in front, the boss will be bored!" Shen Zhixiang glanced at the table and urged Zhao Dagou, who was sitting next to him.

Zhao Dagou threw up fifty cents without saying anything.

And Zhao Haifeng who followed him also followed Wumao, and so did Zhao Wenhao.

Only Zhao Dashan was cautious. He flipped the cards and took a look. Then, after a moment's hesitation, he bet one dollar.

Shen Zhixiang looked up at Zhao Dashan and without hesitation, picked up the cards on the table. "I told you to be bored, but you didn't. Look, you got a good hand. Damn, it's a big 8."

After saying that, he threw the cards in his hand onto the table.

This time, there was nothing strange. In the end, the others looked at their cards and threw them away. Only Zhao Wenhao had A and K, so he opened the Zhao Dashan hand.

Zhao Dashan, on the other hand, has a pair of small 5s.

In the end, Zhao Dashan won a small victory.

The next few games were similar. Zhao Wenhao won two, Zhao Haifeng won one, Zhao Dagou won two, and Zhao Dashan won four.

There were almost no big-name situations.

On the contrary, Shen Zhixiang had almost no good cards and did not win a single hand. But judging by his expression, he seemed indifferent and did not take it to heart.

Is it a tactic of playing hard to get, letting everyone have a taste of success first, and then looking for an opportunity to take them down?

Zhao Wenhao remained calm and continued to observe.

Soon, several more cards were dealt.

"Today is really unlucky. I've been getting low cards all the time." Shen Zhixiang seemed unhappy. "I just don't believe it. I'll be more confident this time. If you don't have the guts, don't follow."

After saying that, he threw two dollars up and looked at Zhao Wenhao provocatively.

Zhao Dagou, who was following behind him, did not follow. Instead, he picked up the card, looked at it, and then threw it away.

Zhao Haifeng hesitated for a moment, without even looking at the cards, and threw down two yuan.

The same is true for Zhao Wenhao.

Zhao Dashan picked up the cards, took a look at them, and then bet four yuan.

"Hey, Dashan, you got a good hand again? You're not cheating, are you?" Shen Zhixiang glanced at Zhao Dashan's hand, "It looks to me like you're cheating, so I won't look at you and continue to play."

Seeing Zhao Dashan put up the money, the others picked up the cards and looked at them.

Soon, the others threw their cards, and Zhao Wenhao got a pair of Qs.

Of course, I couldn't throw away such a card, so I just bet four yuan.

But Zhao Dashan was not willing to be outdone and continued to bet money, and it seemed that his cards were not small either.

"Hey, one versus two, I like it." Shen Zhixiang seemed to be interested. "If you keep boring, I want to see which of you is cheating."

So two more rounds passed.

None of the three threw away their cards, and the situation remained the same.

"Interesting, I won't watch it. I'd rather see how you choose."

Shen Zhixiang bet again, this time 2.5 yuan. If Zhao Wenhao wanted to follow, he would have to bet yuan.