Rise: Start by renting the goddess president as a partner

Hearing Li Huiju's arrogant tone, a burst of laughter erupted all around.

Fatty Lao Zhou chuckled: "Old Li, since you want to gamble, then bet big."

"How about a bet? I'll make a bet with your little apprentice. If I lose, I'll give you 100 million. If you lose, give me the "Picture of Eight Steeds", okay?"

Li Huiju curled his lips when he heard this, but he was full of slander in his heart.

This man with the surname Zhou will definitely not fart.

100 million want to exchange his painting?

This old guy is really whimsical!

Li Huiju sneered:

"Old Zhou, you think beautifully."

"You want to trade me a painting for 100 million? Your face is not small!"

"In addition to your family's Hetian jade pot, it can be sold, otherwise, there is no way!"

Fatty Lao Zhou looked embarrassed, but when he thought of that painting, he made up his mind.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Seeing Fatty Lao Zhou place a bet, everyone else is ready to move.

Li Huiju likes to collect, this is something everyone in their circle knows, and it is also their old profession.

"Lao Li, is what you said true?" Lao Huang, who had a mole on his face, stepped forward and asked.

"Nonsense, can I still play tricks? If you want to compete, line up at the back." Li Huiju shouted rudely at Lao Huang.

Lao Huang said without hesitation: "Okay, then I will also pay 100 million."

"Old Li, add me!"

"And me, Lao Li!"

"... "

At the end, even old man Guo couldn't help asking:

"Old Li, I'll take a gamble with this young man, and I'll bet 100 million, but I don't have anything good to bet on."

The old man Guo was clearly worried about Cao Feng's words and wanted to save some face.

After finishing speaking, he said to Cao Feng: "Young man, if I lose, the 100 million is yours, but if I win, you must apologize to me."

"Apologize?" Li Huiju was the first to react and said no.

It's okay to ask him to collect it, but not to ask his son-in-law to apologize.

"Yes." To everyone's surprise, Cao Feng readily agreed with a smile on his face.

Dealing with these guys is simply a piece of cake.

Since these people are rushing over to send money and things, and they can also vent their anger on the old man, it would be foolish not to agree.

In the end, a total of 3 people decided to accept the challenge.

Old Zhou who didn't get along well with his father-in-law, Lao Huang with moles on his face, old man Guo Danguo, a professional player.

Seeing this, the old man in the peaked cap smiled and joined in.

"Since you are all going to play, then I can't be left behind, count me in."

These people are all outstanding chess players.

Especially Old Man Guo, a professional player against an amateur player.

This is like a fairy in the sky bullying a rookie in the mortal world.

Others, on the other hand, are prepared to wait and see.

Li Huiju's calligraphy and paintings are indeed very attractive, but no one knows how capable this young man is. Since Lao Li is so confident, what if he really asks him to hire a master?

Lao Li said that this young man was his disciple, who would believe it?

If they challenged easily, the opponent's chess skill is very good, wouldn't their family's good things be given to Old Man Li for nothing?

Those who can join this chess club are all experienced people, and they will not make a move easily without absolute certainty, so when these four people started to play chess, they all had the attitude of looking forward to the show.

After such a commotion, Mr. Li took the lead to quit.

These old guys are very cunning, even more cunning than the old fox.

Four people go on stage to bully the son-in-law alone, with the big bullying the small?

Ha ha!

This is too shameless.

Besides, it was only a few million, and he had to exchange "Eight Steeds", which was a picture scroll worth tens of millions.

The skins of these old men are thicker than city walls. Why don't they just go and rob them if they have the ability? !

Li Huiju glanced around and snorted coldly: "Old Huang, Lao Zhou, Yu Lao, Guo Lao, let's make the rules, lest some people renege on their debts."

"Who doesn't count? If you are still worried, we can make a gauntlet and write an agreement."

Huang Lao and Zhou Lao said angrily, who does Lao Li think they are?

Don't look at the small conflicts that everyone usually has, but when it comes to playing chess, you still have to save face.

So, everyone began to discuss the new rules.

The bets of the two sides are that if Cao Feng loses, the "Eight Horses Picture" worth tens of millions will belong to the other party.

If Cao Feng wins, Mr. Huang, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Guo, and the peaked cap will all contribute 100 million.

Li Huiju feels that it is not worthwhile to exchange more than 400 million plus the Hetian jade pot for his painting.

However, Li Huiju thought it was a good deal when he thought that his son-in-law would get the 400 million and the Hetian jade pot if he won.

He put away his smile and coughed lightly.

"I only have one picture of "Eight Steeds". I want to see who is stronger."

"I can tell you that the overall game will be completed within five hours."

"If you are poor in chess, you should be more sensible. Don't come up to challenge, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Speaking of this, Li Huiju asked Cao Feng in a low voice: "Xiaofeng, what do you think?"

It's not that he has any doubts about this son-in-law's chess skills.

Because there are so many people who are challenged.

Moreover, these old guys play chess slowly, thinking about every move for a long time. If you play chess with them, you will procrastinate to death all day and night.

"Brother Li, don't worry." Cao Feng said with a light smile.

Looking at the people around who were eager to try, Cao Feng whispered to Li Huiju: "This time, you don't have to be polite, right?"

After all, father-in-law and these people are in the same circle.

Between them, apart from some friction in the chess game, the rest of the things are peaceful.

Besides, we are all grown-ups now, so there's no need to make a fuss over such a trivial matter.

At least, he won't let these proud old guys lose so quickly.

"You're welcome?"

Li Huiju asked back, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

Playing against a group of old men whose strength is far superior to his own, his son-in-law still wants them?

When playing chess with me before, it took so long for the son-in-law to win. Could it be that the son-in-law is being polite?

Could it be that the son-in-law is just teasing himself?

Li Huiju stared at Cao Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaofeng, if you have any skills, just use them, don't have any scruples about those old men."

Cao Feng nodded slightly.

Ok.

Now that the father-in-law has spoken, there is no need to be polite.

Even if all of them are added together, they may not necessarily be Cao Feng's opponent.

These old guys are local tyrants, and they must have been insured, so they can't be pissed off by then.

Isn't there an ambulance in the resort?

On the other side, the four old men who challenged were discussing something together.

The smile on the corner of Lao Zhou's mouth could not be suppressed. He had been thinking about Li Huiju's "Eight Horses" for a long time. There were so many people, but there was only one painting.