My little mother is the richest man in the universe

Chapter 204

Chapter 210: If I lose, it's mine

Originally, Zhang Cheng came here just to play casually. If we can play, we will have fun for a while, and if we can't play, we will just pull it down.

Isn't that good?
But this guy Wang Sicong insisted on getting on the line, with an attitude of being unreasonable and unforgiving, what else is there to play like this?Zhang Cheng is not short of money, and he doesn't want to win their money. If Zhang Cheng really wins Wang Sicong's money in the end, will this guy become angry and say that I have calculated everything in advance, just to win his money?
If he really played, Zhang Cheng wouldn't be afraid of how much money he would lose?I just don't want to talk nonsense with Wang Sicong.Losing the money are all trivial things, lest Wang Sicong win the money and increase his language to mock himself?What's the point?A party can completely turn sour.

The main thing is that Zhang Cheng is also busy.

Just imagine, you become rich and become the richest man, and then you return to your hometown village, where you are dragged by a group of people of the same age to play mahjong for [-] cents.Then I said by the way, why don't we buy one yuan and two yuan?Then all the poker players exploded, saying that they want to win their money, or if you dare not play, just say, there is no need to scare us with a one-dollar bet?
In this way, what else is there to play?

Wang Sicong sneered: "Haha, I knew you would say that. Admit defeat, don't you dare to come? Come on, one hundred million is one hundred million. Don't act like this every day if you don't dare to fight. It's uncomfortable to look at."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Lan stood up and said with a sneer, "Wang Sicong, what do you mean? Is it too much for you to do this? I invited Zhang Cheng over here. I save face. Also, you are not allowed to say that about Zhang Cheng."

In an instant, Wang Sicong felt a few unfriendly eyes looking at him, and frowned slightly, but Wang Sicong didn't anger Zhao Lan.The reason why Wang Sicong dared to attack Zhang Cheng so openly was because he knew that Zhang Cheng was very personable, especially disciplined, and would never use any means in front of his peers.And Wang Sicong admired Zhang Cheng very much.

But on the other hand, Zhao Lan is completely different from Zhang Cheng.There are too many words without speculation, especially in front of these young masters, his temper is very bad, and he will strike if there is a disagreement.She won't talk to anyone about rules or irregularities.

Wang Sicong shrugged, and muttered nonchalantly: "Hehe, it's not interesting at all."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng was really upset, and threw the melon seeds in his hand into the plate on the table.Looking at Wang Sicong, who was smiling but not smiling, Zhang Cheng said impatiently: "All right, let's play. It's a big deal. It's meaningless to make trouble like this. Play, stop talking nonsense here. Come on. , Find someone to make room."

The words fall.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's appearance now, Wang Sicong was slightly taken aback.

ah?Play?really play?Really want to play?

I just... hehe.

Just play and play, one hundred million is one hundred million. Could it be that Wang Sicong, the son of the richest man in China, is afraid of you?It's just that the blood of this [-] million ante bet is flowing into rivers, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I really can't afford to lose, but it's not certain who loses and who wins?

Besides, in terms of wealth and background, I will be afraid of you?

Wang Si murmured a few times in his heart.

Then he took a deep breath and showed a very calm expression.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Cheng got up and sat in front of the mahjong table. Suddenly, a large group of people rushed around. All the young masters in the venue, the tender and delicate Bai Fumei, stood quietly in front of the mahjong table. .

Everyone looked at Zhang Cheng and Wang Sicong with fiery eyes, and then breathed quite nervously.This is an ante of [-] million.And it's still a river of blood in mahjong, the kind of game that never dies.

This kind of ante bet mahjong has probably never been seen on TV.

So exciting!
No matter who wins or loses, it will be tens of billions of fluctuations, which is too attractive.

Although everyone is the rich second generation of Shanghai, this mahjong with an ante of [-] million is still too scary.Many people have never even seen Mahjong with tens of millions of bets.

This game undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention.

Sitting in front of the mahjong machine, Wang Sicong frowned when he looked at Zhang Cheng who was opposite him: "There are still two people left, can't you let Mr. Zhang and I play mahjong together? You two more."

The voice fell.

Everyone couldn't help but looked at each other, and then everyone 'swish, swish, swish' like the tide was ebbing, and all of them retreated a lot, most of the faces of the rich second generation were still in shock.

What the hell are you kidding?
You two super masters are not short of money, but we are not as rich as you.We can still set it off for a small fight, but now this is a mahjong with an ante of [-] million, we can't stand such a toss...

But at this time, Zhang Cheng looked at the appearance of everyone, and couldn't help being a little stunned.Then he said with some helplessness: "Come on, any of you will come to play? Now two are missing and two are missing."

After everyone heard the words, they shook their heads in unison, and then backed away in horror again.

Zhang Cheng glanced around in the crowd, then his eyes stayed on Han Yuxin's body, and smiled at her: "Come on, come over and make up the number for us. If you win, it's yours, and if you lose, it's mine. "

Hearing Zhang Cheng call out her own face, Han Yuxin's little heart couldn't help beating wildly, she quickly backed away, and then waved her hands in front of her chest in a panic: "No, no, I won't "Zhang Cheng, I don't know how to play Doudizhu."

What are you kidding?How dare Han Yuxin play such a poker game?Even if you lose, it's Zhang Cheng's?What's the point of this?She is still a big girl with yellow flowers to save face.

In addition, it is now a game with an ante of [-] million, even if Han Yuxin can play mahjong, it is impossible to go up and gather the number of people.

Seeing this, Zhang Cheng just smiled helplessly.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Cheng shifted his gaze to Lin Ran, pointed at Lin Ran with a smile and said, "Come on, come and play with us for a while. Don't worry, I will be responsible for all losses. Hurry up."

Lin Ran's appearance was not much different from Han Yuxin's, like a frightened little rabbit, he quickly backed away in panic.Then his head shook even more like a rattle: "No, no, no, this kind of bet is too big, [-] million is too much. I... I can't afford to lose."

Zhang Cheng smiled lightly: "It's okay, just come. If you lose, I'll count it. Don't worry."

"Huh? No, no."

"..."

(End of this chapter)