It's hard to be a prodigal

Jiang Zong was a little nervous after winning the silver, so he handed the silver ticket to Le Lian: "You take it, you won it, it has nothing to do with me."

Don't get into bloody disasters when you are away from home.

Le Lian obediently kept it for him. If someone gave him money for nothing, he would suspect other people had other plans, but when Jiang Zong gave him the money, he would rather believe that Brother Zong was doting on him.

Jiang Zong was still not at ease, thinking that winning 200 taels would be too much, and it would be better to lose a little and go back to feel at ease, so he took Le Lian to wander around the casino, planning to play a few more rounds.

When he was hungry, he asked his wife for a plate of broken gold pancakes. Jiang Zong picked out a piece of honey heart and tasted it. He licked his lips and looked back at Le Lian. He said pleasantly, "The dim sum here is still so delicious."

Le Lian's expression was unkind, with his right hand resting on the handle of the knife on his back, he looked coldly at a middle-aged man behind Jiang Zong's right.

He had been staring at this man for a long time, and the man's eyes occasionally glanced at Jiang Zong. In just a short cup of tea, he pretended to pass by Jiang Zong's side two or three times unintentionally. Rubbing against Jiang Zong's waist.

Like a mouse stealing delicacies, it is an eyesore.

Jiang Zong was sitting sideways on a gambling table and was having fun, with his slender and straight legs hanging down by the table, not paying attention to the movement behind him.

The middle-aged man was not afraid of the indifferent gaze of a young man, and even reached out his hand to touch Jiang Zong's leg more presumptuously.

Jiang Zong was having fun, and suddenly his waist tightened. Le Lian grabbed his waist and forcibly dragged him off the gaming table, avoiding the dirty hands that almost touched Jiang Zong's body.

"What are you doing hugging me?" Jiang Zong was disturbed, he frowned and glanced at Le Lian complainingly, and met the middle-aged man who was following him.

Yo, familiar.

I don’t remember the name for a long time, but I only remember that he was a man who specialized in abducting and selling boys. He often followed that Xiting traveling merchant named Jian Lai to pick up some small money. , this man is lustful, he has shown his kindness to Jiang Zong several times, and Jiang Zong was so disgusted that he couldn't even eat breakfast.

The man followed him for quite a while, but he still hadn't had a good look at Jiang Zong's face. He only saw Jiang Zong's contemptuous expression, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, three points domineering in his pupils, and seven points of handsomeness adorned his thin lips. Wen Yu, with peach blossoms in his eyes, does not know who is the son of Jinxiujia, who slipped out of the high court of the rich family to find happiness.

He didn't take Le Lian seriously, and moved closer to Jiang Zong, and said directly: "Young master, let's go to the private room on the second floor and have a cup of tea."

This gambling house is full of smoke and smog, few decent nobles would drink tea in the private room here.

There is no private room in the Golden Tooth Casino, and the second floor above is Renyazi's private room, where the beautiful girls and young men who are bought and picked up are sold at a price, which is lawless.

In his previous life, Jiang Zong followed a few gangsters to take a look, and he was very promiscuous. Even if Jiang Zong wasn't so clean, the place was a bit too dirty.

Jiang Zong knows a lot of people, and when he sees the other person's straight eyes, he knows what kind of dirty business is hidden in his mind. Who is he, Young Master Jiang? A person who still wants to mess around doesn't dare to offend Jiang Zong in the slightest.

Jiang Zong laughed dryly: "Liang Zi has been married in his previous life, yet he still dares to obstruct Lao Tzu's eyes."

The middle-aged man is considered well-known in this industry. He was suddenly ridiculed by a young man, and couldn't hold back his face. Taking advantage of the chaos in the gambling hall, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Zong's wrist.

He still wanted to hug Jiang Zong's waist, but Le Lian's face was ashen, but the moment he made a move, the man screamed in pain, and squatted down, clutching his stomach.

Jiang Zong raised his knee and slammed it on his stomach, squatted down, pressed a plate of broken gold pancakes on the man's face, gritted his teeth and smiled and said, "Don't pee to take care of yourself, my precious one Can you touch your body too?"

Jiang Zong patted the dust off his palm, straightened his clothes, leaned into Le Lian's arms, folded his arms and laughed, "I like tender ones."

Lelian closed his eyes and pressed his forehead.

"Let's go." Jiang Zong pulled Le Lian around a few tables, planning to go to the side to play.

Le Lian said in a low voice: "Brother Zong, if you don't leave, that person might come to cause trouble. I'll do him for you."

Jiang Zong didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, I'm not waiting for him, but his master."

"You protect me tightly." Jiang Zong took advantage of the darkness in the corner, put his arms around Le Lian's shoulders, raised his chin slightly and rubbed against him, smiled, and whispered, "I'll give you a reward when I get back later. "

Le Lian's heart was scratched vaguely by a single sentence, and in the next two hours, he could hardly stop imagining the "reward" that Jiang Zong had promised.

Jiang Zong played for more than an hour, and lost the 200 taels that Le Lian had won, leaving ten taels of silver in his hand.

"The last game, let's go eat after losing." Jiang Zong looked at him with great interest.

Le Lian couldn't help but think about "reward", and realized that Jiang Zong was looking at him, and his cheeks became hotter.

"You're lucky, which one do you want to bet on?" Jiang Zong turned around and asked him.

Le Lian shook his head: "Any one is fine, you bet, I'll watch you."

The dice cup rang, and Jiang Zong smiled and bet the money on a round dice, "One, two, three."

"Who can shake out one, two, three, this is technical work." Jiang Zong thought to himself.

Few people play dice at this gambling table, the young man shaking the cup gave Jiang Zong a cold look, his eyes were not friendly.

As soon as the dice cup fell, the young man raised his eyebrows and asked Jiang Zong: "My lord, can you add a size?"

Jiang Zong looked at Le Lian with his chin in his hand, took a sip of tea, and muttered to himself: "What are you adding, it's only ten taels, let's play casually, if you want me to take off my pants for you."

Le Lian frowned, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Zong, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Zong looking at him with great interest, Le Lian's heart trembled slightly, and he tapped his fingertips on the table involuntarily.

The young man shaking the cup tapped the dice cup lightly with his fingertips, and looked at Jiang Zong with a little satisfaction.

Jiang Zong yawned while nibbling on melon seeds: "Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

The young man smiled and opened the dice cup.

A few breaths were quiet and audible, and then Young Master Jiang said in a high-pitched voice, "Fuck, what kind of fucking luck is this!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the young man felt that something was wrong. He looked down and saw that the three dice on the table read "one, two, three".

Wai dice, ten taels of silver, a compensation of one hundred and fifty.

Jiang Zong's beautiful phoenix eyes widened, carefully sized up the three dice on the table, and looked up at the young man shaking the cup. Both of them were taken aback, then pointed at each other and shouted to each other: "You come out!" thousand!"

The two of them bit back when they saw each other, pointed at themselves and said in bewilderment: "I'm cheating?"

Twelve taels turned into a hot 1000 taels in an instant, Jiang Zong yelled angrily: "Oh, you're a fucking gambling shop, you won't pay thousands, who are you playing with? Will your boss pick someone? Find you The trash is shaking his fart here, is he making money? How about robbing the poor and helping the rich?"

Le Lian collected the money for him, and stared at Jiang Zong in a daze, why did he still have such a temper after winning the money, did he treat the money as something outside his body?

The noisy lobby gradually quieted down. On the wooden stairs on the second floor, a well-built old man came down slowly. He was wearing a copper-coin gown, an old sandalwood string on his wrist, and the words "Ziqi Donglai" were written on the folding fan. It's a bit of style.

Jiang Zong finally waited for the person he wanted to see, restrained his arrogance just now, stood up deliberately and nodded: "Boss Jane."

Jian Lai, the boss of Xiting Tourist Jian, has cooperated with Jiang Zong in several big businesses in his previous life. The gambling house got acquainted with Jian Lai, but also lost a lot of blood, losing 10 taels of silver to him.

At that time, Jiang Zong had just made a name for himself in the business circle, and he was far from spending a lot of money, but he had to scrape together the 10 taels of silver. Young people won and lost, which Boss Jian appreciated very much. , The two got acquainted with each other through this.

Jiang Zong was able to manage Jiang's family into a very prestigious merchant family in just over a dozen years, and thanks to the wind borrowed by Boss Jian, it has skyrocketed ever since.

The current Jiang Zong is no longer the stupid boy who was looking forward to being promoted. Even without the help of Boss Jian, Jiang Zong is confident that he can make a comeback and cover the sky with one hand.

But businessmen never shy away from multiple friends, Jiang Zong didn't want to offend Jian Lai.

Boss Jane walked down the wooden ladder slowly, and saw Jiang Zong, who was still hot just now, bowed his head to him as a salute. Even though he had long been used to being flattered by others, how could such a hot-tempered beauty bow her head to him? Very flattered.

The middle-aged man who had just followed behind Jiang Zong and tried to do something wrong was standing beside Jian Lai in disgrace, his name was Meng Wu, and he usually did some small errands for Boss Jian.

When Boss Jian saw Jiang Zong's flamboyant and pretty face, he understood what Meng Wu was trying to do in front of him, so he smiled, approached the gambling table, and sat opposite Jiang Zong.

"Brother Zong, that man is here to cause trouble." Le Lian could feel the aura coming from the other party calmly and oppressively. He wanted to take Jiang Zong away as soon as possible. Jiang Zong hooked his fingertips from the bottom of the table and softly comforted him: "It's nothing to be afraid of."

Le Lian was really appeased, pursed his lips, and waited quietly.

Boss Jian was the first to speak, and said coolly: "My man accidentally offended the young master just now, and I will apologize to the young master on behalf of Meng Wu."

Hearing the man's name, Jiang Zong knew it. He heard that there was a close friend named Meng Wu who later turned against Jian Lai, and it was Jian Lai who killed it by himself. It seemed that this was the case.

He didn't care about the dog named Meng Wu, and poured a cup of tea calmly, neither humble nor overbearing: "It's okay, I didn't take it to heart."

Boss Jian made a haha: "Jian is not talented, and I want to play a few games with the young master, just as a friend, okay?"

Jiang Zong was waiting for this opportunity. In his previous life, he lost 10 taels in the gamble with Jane. In exchange for Boss Jane's appreciation, it was by no means a disadvantage, and he has skyrocketed since then.If I lose another 10 taels to him this time, I don't know what kind of good luck I will be able to gain reliable contacts.

That was a total loss of 10 taels of silver. After the defeat, Jiang Zong happily thought about what the cakes falling from the sky were made of.