After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

He had a feeling that this investment would bring him the greatest return in his life.

But the prerequisite is that the boy is willing to accept his investment.

A successful person, no, an investor, he tried hard to suppress his fanatical gaze, he didn't want his eyes to scare the boy who seemed to be less than an adult.

Even though it was already very late and his temples were throbbing with pain, his brain told him that he was very sleepy, but he was reluctant to go to sleep. He was afraid to miss every move, every expression, and even every breath of the boy.

He needs to gather information quickly so he can quickly determine what kind of bargaining chips he can offer.

He didn't think the boy could be moved by money, but his intuition told him that the boy must have something in his heart, otherwise he would not come here alone.

He looked very thin, maybe bread... No, no, no, bread was not an option. Bread was not what the boy wanted.

What would that be?

He looked at the mysterious boy intently.

Suddenly, the boy, who had closed his eyes for a long time and seemed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. He looked straight at the investor, and his dark eyes did not fluctuate at all.

"Do you want to bet with me too?" he asked.

The investor's breathing suddenly stopped. When did the boy wake up?

He quickly glanced at the homeless man next to him. The man was breathing heavily and was obviously in a deep sleep.

At the same time, he thought quickly in his mind, should he gamble? Should he gamble with the boy?

In fact, rather than a gamble with uncertain results, he wanted to form a long-term, certain relationship of investment and being invested with the boy, or a cooperation or transaction.

Moreover, he himself was not very good at gambling, and there was a high possibility that he would lose this hard-earned opportunity.

However, he had a hunch that if he rejected the other party's invitation at this time, he would most likely lose on the spot.

The boy will look for another destined person.

After all, investors like him are everywhere, but people like the boy are the truly scarce resources.

So, he had no choice at all.

He had no choice but to agree.

Such thinking was completed in just a moment. In reality, almost as soon as Qin Xunwen finished speaking, the investor nodded and agreed, "Of course."

He wants to gamble, even if the result may not be satisfactory.

But what if, what if he wins?

Investors' breathing suddenly became hot.

In contrast, Qin Xunwen's reaction was rather flat when he got the answer. He nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, and then added: "But not now."

The investor tried hard to suppress his excitement and asked, "When was that?"

Qin Xunwen slowly closed his eyes, "Tomorrow, I will have the bargaining chips tomorrow."

Tomorrow? The investor tried to suppress the corners of his mouth that were raised, and he responded: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After making sure that the boy had no more response, the investor found a place to lie down slowly.

It's time for him to rest.

Everything will be revealed tomorrow.

Before falling asleep, the investor suddenly remembered the boy’s last words - 'Tomorrow, tomorrow I will have the chips'.

Does this sentence mean that the boy has no bargaining chips at this moment?

And the boy was sure that by tomorrow he would have the chips?

Investors no longer have the energy to think about these two issues.

He was too sleepy, his head had turned into complete mush, at this moment, he needed to sleep, not think.

Then his breathing became even, and he lay on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.

And when he fell into a deep sleep, Qin Xunwen beside him suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the big screen that was still on not far away, and the red and green light sank into his black eyes.

He was thinking, so gambling... is what it feels like...

A small scarred hand touched his rapidly beating heart, and he felt that he liked this feeling very much.

Then, he raised the corners of his lips, and his usually dull eyes were suddenly tinged with a hint of red and green.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Before he fell asleep, he thought, he is indeed the son of a gambler...

the next morning.

The investor woke up to cheers, his eyelids were trembling, but his mind was still immersed in a sweet dream.

He was trapped in a nightmare. He knew clearly that he should wake up at this moment, but his body remained motionless, with only his eyelids trembling occasionally.

At this time, he could vaguely hear the sounds from the outside world.

"Fuck! It actually went up!"

"That's so awesome! Oh my gosh!"

"Is this guy really a newbie? This is too scary!"

"Tsk, don't be too surprised. This may just be the novice protection period. He will definitely not be able to do it in a while."

"That's enough. I'm just a kid, but you guys are praising me like a god. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"No, if you have the ability, then come on. It's really embarrassing for you to not admit that others are awesome."

"I feel like this isn't luck. This boy really has some skills, if he's really a novice."

"Let's wait and see. If he can maintain this level..."

All kinds of sounds came into my ears, including exclamations, indignation, speculation, and waiting.

What are they talking about?

very noisy……

The investor frowned.

"Oh, by the way, do you know what this boy's name is?"

"Let me think...it seems to be called..."

"Desperate gambler."

The investor suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath, twisting his neck and looking at the crowd in the distance with difficulty.

In the bustling crowd, a boy who was slightly shorter than his father was in the center. He looked up at the red and green lines with calm eyes, and let the people around him be suspicious of him, suppress him, or praise him.

He ignored his surroundings and simply put into practice what he had learned last night.

The Desperate Gambler. Ha, he doesn't look like he fits the name at all.

Calm scholar, investor thinks this name may be more suitable for the other party.

Taking a deep breath, the investor slowly got up from the ground. Having just woken up, his bones were still stiff. He used all his strength to stand up with difficulty.

He dusted himself off and glanced at the open space next to him.

That was where the boy rested last night. He knew clearly that it was icy, cold and very hard, and it was not a place to sleep.

As an adult, he felt as if he had died when he woke up.

But boy…

He looked at the crowd.