Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

Seeing the middle-aged man put 80,000 yuan on the table, Qin Haofeng bent down, smiled and handed the child-giving Guanyin pendant in the box to the middle-aged man with both hands, "Brother, what do you need next time?" Or if a friend needs something, please introduce it to me."

"Don't worry, brother," the middle-aged man patted Qin Haofeng on the shoulder and said, "If this thing comes to pass, I will definitely help you publicize it!"

Qin Haofeng raised his head and walked back to the store with a smile on his face. Lao Shan looked at Qin Haofeng with envy in his heart. Although he was very sharp-tongued, he had to admit that Qin Haofeng was a bit taller than him. If it were him, he would definitely not be able to guess what the middle-aged man was doing. How could this kid figure it out?

Chen Yang gave Qin Haofeng a thumbs up, "It's better to worship the Bodhisattva than to wear the Bodhisattva, that's awesome!"

Qin Haofeng scratched his head in embarrassment, "Brother, I just made it up casually, but I didn't expect him to believe it."

"No, how did you figure out that he needed to send his son Guanyin?" Zhu Zhu asked with some confusion from the side.

"Are you stupid?" Qin Haofeng rolled his eyes at Zhu Zhu, "Of course he wrote it to me!" Then Qin Haofeng patted his chest and said, "Zhu Zhu, do you know what is the biggest difference between you and me?"

"You are smaller than me!" Zhu Zhu hugged his shoulders, stretched out a hand, and gestured.

Everyone laughed, and Qin Haofeng kicked Zhuzhu's thigh, "Go away, the difference between us is that you can pick up treasures, and I can turn waste into treasures, do you understand!"

When Qin Haofeng said these words, everyone nodded in agreement, even Zhuzi nodded repeatedly. Although Qin Haofeng's eyesight is not as good as Zhu Zhu's, he has sold ordinary objects at high prices more than once. This ability is not something ordinary people can have.

Chen Yang smiled and shook his head. Of these two people, one showed his eyesight in front of him, and the other showed his ability in front of him. These two boys made progress by chasing each other and urging each other. This is definitely a good thing for him. A good thing.

At night, Scar carried the wooden box and wandered into his rented private house. At this time, the private house was already overcrowded. Watching Scar walk in, there were several people who had become familiar with Scar yesterday. He walked over with a smile.

"Brother Scar, we are here again today, you won't welcome us, right?" A thin young man with long hair shook his hair with his hand and said to Scar playfully.

This guy's name is Changmao. He relies on Liu Ming's connections to manage the sand and cement at the Ximei construction site. He does nothing all day long and just watches the workers feeding in inclined materials. When Scar saw Changmao greeting him, he couldn't help but smile, "Brother, I asked you to say this. I saved this game, and I hope you lose money more than anyone else!"

"Alas," Scar sighed, "I have no choice, you are so lucky, you must have fixed a lot last night!"

Changmao threw the playing cards in his hand on the table with impudence, "Put them down and see what this is!"

Seeing the poker cards that Changmao threw on the table, everyone around the table couldn't help but sigh, and some even spat lightly, "Fuck, this is such a good luck!"

Scar looked at the boy dealing cards across from him. The boy showed an imperceptible smile to Scar. Scar patted the long-haired shoulder and said, "Brother, you're lucky. It seems that you have to play cards again today, even me." All envious."

Changmao happily pulled the money on the table in front of him and grinned at Scar, "Don't we have to rely on brothers for this? How could we have such good things before you came here."

As he spoke, Changmao took out a few pieces of money from the table and slapped them in front of Scar, "Brother, whoever sees you is rewarded, haha!"

When Changmao slapped the money in front of Scar, the face of the guy dealing cards turned cold for a moment. This guy was so blind that he rewarded Brother Scar. He was really looking for death.

Scar squinted his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, looked down at the several hundred-dollar bills photographed in front of him, picked them up from the table without haste, and then hugged Changmao meaningfully, "Thank you! Man, I hope your luck will always be this good!"

Putting the money into his pocket, Scar turned his head and his expression suddenly changed. When he got to the house, Scar slapped the table hard, "That long-haired man, watch closely with me. I'm going to make him lose in two days. You can’t even wear underpants, you know?”

"Brother, I got it!"

Scar put his feet on the table, looked at the several hundred-dollar bills in front of him, and couldn't help but sneer.

Little brat, I'm going to see in a few days how you can kneel down and beg me!

A few hours later, Changmao carried a bulging small bag with probably another ten or twenty thousand in it. After walking out of the situation with a smile, he walked towards the Ximei construction site while humming a little tune.

"Brother Changmao, you are finally back. Your uncle has been looking for you for a long time!" A migrant worker at the construction site said to Changmao, "Go and have a look."

Changmao waved his hands impatiently to show that he understood, and walked towards his uncle Liu Ming's room with his bag under his arm. Looking at Changmao's swaying back as he walked, the two workers started talking quietly behind him.

"Brother Changmao, why have you been so proud these past two days?"

"You don't know yet. I wonder who set up a game in Yaojiajing. Many people won a lot of money yesterday." A migrant worker whispered, "I heard that Brother Changmao won one or two in one night yesterday. Thousands of dollars!"

"Is this really a good thing? I'll try it tomorrow too!"

"You don't understand. We only have small amounts of money in our hands, and we won't win as much as others."

"That's fine. It's all foreign money, so don't give it up for free!"

Changmao held his bag under his arm, pushed open the door of his uncle's room, and saw Liu Ming lying on the bed, listening to the radio. With a smile on his face, he sat on the edge of Liu Ming's bed and said, "Uncle, what do you want from me?"

Liu Ming glanced at his unfulfilled nephew and asked angrily, "What are you doing if you don't guard the construction site every day?"

Changmao smiled and patted the bag in his hand, "Uncle, I have found a way to make a fortune. Soon, we won't have to suffer in the West!"

As he spoke, Changmao opened his handbag and showed the stack of banknotes inside to his uncle, "Uncle, I will take you with me tomorrow, and let's take out a few of his coins."

When Liu Ming saw the money in the long-haired bag, he sat up from the bed and reached out to grab the long-haired forearm. "Where did you get so much money? Did you resell the building materials on the construction site?"

Changmao smiled and shook his head, saying that he didn't, so he told Liu Ming about the Yaojiajing Gambling Game, and proudly mentioned how much money he made yesterday. After Liu Ming heard this, he slapped Changmao hard on the shoulder and said, "You brat, can you go to that place? Don't worry about your winnings now. When you lose, those people will eat your bones." Here you go!"

"Why don't you learn well every day?" After finishing speaking, Liu Ming raised his foot and kicked Changmao hard.

Changmao patted his pocket, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Uncle, am I not clear about their path? Didn't you see that I'm not even here to play together? I'll make some money after playing for a while, and then I'll turn around and leave!"

Having said this, Changmao approached Liu Ming and said, "Uncle, what they are doing is to let us win first and then lose. Let's go and play hard for a few days. When we start losing money, we will stop immediately and don't go." What can we do if he does?"