Chapter 135

Hehe, hehe.

After seeing the security guard who was dazzled by the past, Gao Zhuang could only laugh twice.

It's simple. It's rough.

"Tut Tut, this scale is completely a reduced version of the international casino."

Playing cards, slot machines, billiards and so on, there are all kinds of gambling. Those staff are all in formal clothes, which makes people feel very formal.

"Fan Ge, this is Jin Dabiao's casino."

After that, Gao Zhuang said: "the gold coins are brilliant. On the surface, it's a hotel. In fact, the most profitable one is this casino. It's said that the daily cash flow here is tens of millions."

Fan, a little bit, play with the chips

"Well, play first." After answering the voice, the next moment Gao Zhuang responded: "brother fan, we come here not to charge?"

"It takes a process to ask for money, so I can't worry about it." Walking to the service desk, Lin Fan motioned: "why, don't you want to have a play?"

"No, it's not." Quickly shook his head, Gao Zhuang rubbed his hands excitedly: "I haven't played for some time, so I'm a little excited."

"If you want to play, pay for it."

Standing beside him, Lin Fan motioned: "you don't need to change a lot. Just change a thousand yuan."

"Well, Van Gogh, I have no money with me."

Turning over his pocket, Gao Zhuang pulled out a piece of 20 yuan in embarrassment: "I only have 20 yuan on my body."

With a basket of welcome Miss, a look of disdain at two people: "no money, please give way, do not hinder the back of the guests to exchange chips."

"Gao Zhuang, I really don't see that you are such a simple person."

Looking at the crumpled 20 yuan, Lin Fan said speechless: "usually do not take money in the body, do not have to eat do not spend money?"

"Fange, isn't it near the middle of the month?"

Embarrassed to receive 20 yuan, Gao Zhuang said with a smile: "save some flowers to pay wages, then you will have money to use."

"Pay attention next time. I'll come this time."

"Gao Zhuang, the smallest chip seems to be 50 yuan, right?"

"It seems." Looking at the ten yuan and twenty yuan of Lin Fan's palm, Gao Zhuang quickly resisted the impulse to laugh: "brother fan, I didn't expect you to be so poor."

"Oh, my money is on another dress."

Smiling twice to resolve the embarrassed atmosphere, Lin Fan took Gao Zhuang's 20 yuan and put them on the table together: "please give me a 50 yuan chip."

"Fifty chips?"

Looking at the three crumpled banknotes in front of her, the welcome lady's face immediately became overcast: "guest, are you kidding me?"

"Do you think I'm kidding?"

Pushing the 50 yuan on the table, Lin Fan said, "I remember that there are fifty chips, or do you think your casinos are special?"

"If you don't have money, don't come and gamble."

"Fifty chips. You're not here to be funny, are you?"

"These two guys are poor people who don't have money to play with their own birds."

The people in line behind, seeing this scene, began to jeer and scold.

"What's your name, isn't fifty dollar chips money?"

Gao Zhuang rolled his sleeves and showed his muscles on his arm. He drank to the bald man who was the happiest one: "we just like this. What can you do?"

"Poor, this is not the place you can come."

Provoked by Gao Zhuang, he took a puff of smoke: "where did you come from? Go back and forth? Don't make a fool of yourself here."