My little mother is the richest man in the universe

Chapter 203

Chapter 209: No more

Although Zhang Cheng is worth a lot of money, many rich second-generation Zhang Cheng here really look down on him.But there are still many little fans who adore me here, I can't watch them look at me with full expectations, and then look disappointed.

I thought about it.

Zhang Cheng sighed lightly.

Well, that's it.Let's play with them first.

Zhang Cheng said with some embarrassment: "How about this, let's fight for blood. Let's make a low bet of [-] million, [-] million for the open kong, double the hidden kong. Double the self-money, and [-] million for the cannon to flat the bark, all six times. How about the rest as usual?"

The voice fell.

Everyone at the scene gasped, as if time had stopped, and they were stunned to stay away.

Wang Sicong, who was beside Zhang Cheng, couldn't help but gasp.

Blood flowed like a river, starting with a low bet of [-] million?

Are you serious Zhang Cheng?Are you sure you're not kidding us?
My goodness?The God of Gamblers in Macau would not dare to play like this.

This is a river of blood mahjong, not the kind of mahjong where you can start the next game when you see a mess.Even if it is a low bet of one yuan, it is possible to lose more than 100 yuan in one round.

Blood flow mahjong is different from other mahjong. It is a kind of mahjong that can continue to play after playing.After one family wins, it will not end the game, but will let the three players who have not won the cards continue to play. At the same time, the players who have already won the cards can still continue to win.

But if Zhang Cheng said double, it would be even more terrifying.

Pinghu one time, right against Hu two times, all four times, and carrying flowers, etc...

What Zhang Cheng said was a low bet of [-] million, so how much money would you get for such a bloody mahjong game?

Sitting on the chair, Wang Sicong was dumbfounded.

Zhao Lan stared at Zhang Cheng with her beautiful eyes, and was also dumbfounded.

All the rich second generations present were also dumbfounded.This, is this really true?

At this time, Lin Hexin, who was live broadcasting live, had a barrage on the screen of the live broadcast room. Netizens and fans all over the country were all stunned...

An ante of [-] million at a time!
Ante!
How much does it cost to beat a game of mahjong with blood flowing like a river?

At this time, Wang Sicong's eyes were slightly squinted, and now he really felt that he was humiliated by Zhang Cheng.He felt that what Zhang Chengshi said on purpose was to show off that he was rich and that his New World Group was rich.Deliberately slapped himself in the face in front of so many people.

But Wang Sicong really didn't understand what Zhang Cheng meant, and Zhang Cheng really didn't mean it either.

For Zhang Cheng, an ante of [-] million is not enough, right?It's just that no one knows what he's thinking.

Now Wang Sicong can't care about the self-cultivation he has cultivated for so many years, and he doesn't care about anything else.Immediately stood up from the chair, pointed at Zhang Cheng's nose and said coldly:
"If you can't afford it, just say that you can't afford it, and we won't laugh at you. But what are you talking about playing mahjong with an ante of [-] million? Hehe, are you trying to scare me? Zhang Cheng, are you serious?" Do you think you are rich? Do you think you are great just because you opened the New World Group? Is your market value necessary to be so arrogant?"

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng frowned. Since Wang Sicong said so, Zhang Cheng's straightforward temper would naturally not spoil him:
"If you don't play, don't talk nonsense. I really talk too much. I didn't play mahjong before, but now you insist on letting me play with you. Okay, I don't want to waste time, just an ante of [-] million, if you don't play mahjong, you will Don't talk nonsense. Let me explain, I didn't show off in front of you, nor did I pretend to be aggressive in front of you. I just really don't want to play with you in a small game of tens of millions."

Small game?Millions, tens of millions are small bureaus?

Yes, you can do it!
Now Wang Sicong is really a little angry, and the expression on his face has become a little unnatural.You actually said that hundreds of millions are all small bureaus?

I am the son of the richest man in China, are you really laughing at me?

Wang Sicong took a deep breath, and then said with a sneer: "Okay, isn't it just an ante of [-] million? It's not much anyway, as long as you play, I will play with you."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be an ante of [-] million."

At this moment, Wang Sicong laughed out loud: "Hahaha. Look, I knew you were..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng interrupted lightly: "I mean, it would be better if the ante bet was higher."

The voice fell.

'puff'

All the rich second generations present almost spit out old blood.

Is Zhang Cheng still joking?

Is an ante of [-] million too small?Want to be taller?
The smile on Wang Sicong's face suddenly stopped, his expression became a little stiff, and he looked at Zhang Cheng with a cold look in his eyes: "Hehe, are you really not able to afford it, and then you say that on purpose? Frighten me? Then your goal is achieved?"

Zhang Cheng looked at Wang Sicong, who was a little uncertain in front of him, and just smiled lightly, without any explanation.

Why is this kind of person wasting his saliva explaining so much?Because once you explain it to some people, they will understand.But there are still some people who the more you explain, the more they think you are covering up something?Simply do not explain.

Heart tired.Just like Wang Sicong, you told him an ante of [-] million, but he thought you were scaring him.He always felt that he was the son of the richest man in China, the richest kind.

Don't want to talk at all.

Zhang Cheng sat there and kneaded the Qiaqia seeds, too lazy to talk to Wang Sicong who was beside him.

It's not that I insist on playing mahjong, you have been clamoring to play mahjong with me.All right, let's fight.But I just said an ante, and you said I was scaring you, that I was afraid of losing money?
You are like this, what can I say?

And Wang Sicong saw that Zhang Cheng was not talking, he was overjoyed, he affirmed his thoughts even more, and laughed out loud: "Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, don't you want to be angry? You just said that casually." Well, come on, just as you said, the blood will flow like a river of mahjong. Ante [-] million is [-] million, come now."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng glanced at him lightly, and frowned involuntarily:

"Forget it, don't come, don't come, there is no point in playing. I don't even think about winning your money, and I'm not afraid of losing a lot of money? Everyone gathers to play, then play Just be happy? What’s the point of you insisting on making this situation happen? We’re talking about business matters, and now we’re mainly having fun? Don’t you think it’s boring and disappointing?”

In Zhang Cheng's heart at this meeting, he couldn't even arouse any interest in playing mahjong, and completely lost the interest.

(End of this chapter)