"Who on earth is that boy who has won the female gambling God?"

"God, I lost."

"In the battle of fame, he won three million yuan in one hand. This boy is the God of gamblers."

Seeing the female gambling God sitting limp on the ground, everyone reacted to come over, looking at Lin Fan's eyes full of shock.

"Van, Van Gogh, we won?"

Gao Zhuang, who had just returned from shock, was so excited that he took over three million chips: "my God, my God."

Three million. That's three million.

Just now when Lin fan asked him to bet 300000 yuan, Gao Zhuang was very worried.

Finally won 300000, now all bet on, if you lose, you will have nothing.

No, if you lose, you'll have to pay three million dollars.

Fortunately, fortunately, Van Gogh won.

"Three million. Calm down."

Looking at the female gambler who had fainted, Lin Fan joked, "this is the female gambling God. I'm so disappointed."

This scene was seen in the eyes of a staff member all the way, and ran to the second floor immediately.

Second floor, chairman's office.

The room is full of books, but in the center is a tiger leather bench.

A fat middle-aged man was lying on the top with a cigar in his left hand and a string of Giant Buddha beads in his right hand.

"It's good. Give me some strength."

Feeling the comfort of his back, the man took a sip of his cigar: "give me a good massage and take you out for a wave tonight."

"Thank you, brother puma."

A woman in cool clothes lifted the sole of her foot and stepped down on the man's back.

Thump, thump.

Suddenly there were two knocks on the door, and the next moment the door was opened directly.

"Brother puma, something's wrong. Something's wrong."

Jin Dabiao, who was enjoying himself, was so frightened that his interest just disappeared.

No nonsense, one hand picked up the ashtray next to the hedgehog head and threw it in the past: "your mother didn't see that I was busy, did I let you in?"

Directly hit by the ashtray, hedgehog's head screamed, but he kept bending down and apologizing: "Puma, brother puma, I'm sorry, there's someone smashing the field outside."

"What? Someone's smashing the floor? "

Suddenly sat up from the tiger chair, Jin Dabiao angrily scolded: "who ate the leopard gall, dare to make trouble in my field?"

"Brother puma, he's a kid. He won us three million."

Peeking at the woman's figure, hedgehog head quickly shifted his eyes: "even the female gambling God is not his opponent."

"What is Tema doing? Take people to block the whole casino, don't let the other party run away."

Patted the belly, Jin Dabiao a foot to the ground of the woman kicked in the past: "a belly fire, get out of here."

"Yes, yes, brother puma." Frightened by Jin Dabiao's changeable face, the woman quickly picked up her clothes and rolled away.

He took a strong puff on his cigar and spat on the ground.

"It's strange that someone has won the female gambling God."

……

"Van Gogh, they're starting to move."

Seeing the staff constantly walking up and down, Gao Zhuang frowned: "seems to be clearing the market?"

"We've come here to ask for money, and now we're mainly coming out."

Speaking of this, Lin Fan disdained to quibble: "it's not in vain that we spent so much effort to win three million, which is not the Lord ready to appear."

What?

Won three million in order to get the right guy to show up?

Looking at Lin Fan's understatement, Gao Zhuang is deeply convinced.