Urban Life: Our Youth

Natural mahjong parlor.

After Zhou Youcai, Young Master and Li Yuanhai went up to the second floor, they came to a room.

This villa is very elegantly decorated, and every room is very luxurious.

This room is relatively spacious, with a mahjong table inside and a young beauty sitting at the table.

When the woman saw them coming, she stood up and said with a smile: "Sir, Mr. Li, why are you here? I'm about to fall asleep."

"Lan Lan, I'm sorry, we were singing at KTV just now, so we were a little late," the young master said.

"What, you went to sing, why didn't you call me?" Zhao Lanlan said.

"I decided to go play for a while. I will definitely take you there next time," the young master said. "Here, let me introduce you to him. This is my good classmate, my best friend Zhou Youcai. He is young and promising, and his father is a big boss. , the electrical appliance tycoon."

"Hello!" Zhao Lanlan stretched her right hand forward generously.

That meant shaking hands with Zhou Youcai.

Zhou Youcai was a little nervous and his palms were sweaty. He wiped his hands on his body and then shook her hand.

But I saw that she was about 165 centimeters tall, with a slender figure, a face like a hibiscus, eyebrows like willows, eyes that were more charming than peach blossoms, very attractive, skin like snow, bright red lips slightly raised, and thick golden wavy long hair. The ground is draped on the shoulders, every strand is so hot that it's so hot! Thick eyelashes, seductive eyes and lips reveal all kinds of charm all the time.

I have to say, she is a standard beauty.

The four people each took a seat and sat down.

Zhou Youcai sat opposite Zhao Lanlan, with the young master at the top and Mr. Li at the bottom.

Mr. Li said: "We are all members of our own family. Let's play small. We don't care about winning or losing. We just want to be happy."

"Okay." Zhao Lanlan said, taking out a box of cigarettes from her bag and handing one to each of them.

The young master lit her on fire with a lighter.

Zhao Lanlan puffs out smoke and can fight back the dragon. It seems that she doesn't smoke every day or two anymore.

"Crash."

The four people turned on the switch of the mahjong machine, pushed all the mahjong tiles into the mahjong table, and the mahjong machine started running.

Immediately afterwards, the mahjong tiles rose up neatly.

The fight begins.

Zhou Youcai rarely plays mahjong, and he is not good at playing mahjong. He wouldn't come today unless the master dragged him here.

However, he was pretty lucky today. After two laps, he won hundreds of dollars.

He also became interested.

"Sorry, everyone, I've lost more than 500 yuan. I have to get some money back. I'll add some money." Li Yuanhai said with a smile, and then handed a lighter to his door. This means that if he wins again, he will win double the money; similarly, if he loses, he will lose double the money.

In this way, the original win or loss of 200 yuan per card has become a win or loss of [-] to [-] yuan, which is not small.

Because someone lost money, Zhou Youcai had no choice but to let him increase his money.

After another round of fighting, both Young Master and Zhao Lanlan expressed their intention to increase the number of rounds.

Zhou Youcai saw that all three of them had increased their income, so he had no choice but to increase his income.

There are four mahjong houses. If all three of them have doubled, then it is the same thing whether the fourth house has doubled the amount or not.

At this time, I saw Zhao Lanlan holding the mahjong tiles in front of her house with her right hand and said: "This is a dead tile!"