"One yard goes one yard, he spent money, we made him happy! What are you here for now? Do you want to eat for nothing with the old friendship?"

The woman sneered after speaking, and then said: "But she is so handsome, even if she is free, girls are willing to be very willing."

Xiaoyan smiled and said, "He is quite handsome..."

"You, don't worry about him. He looks like this, even if he is bankrupt, he is not afraid of it. Just find a rich woman to take care of him, and he will definitely live better than you and me!..."

The second half of the voice hung high and disappeared abruptly.

Seeing her companion staring at her back, Xiaoyan subconsciously turned and looked around, and found that Wei Yiran had gone and returned...

It is embarrassing to gossiping behind the scenes and being discovered by the person involved, but it seems that there is no such thing as being shameless for a woman who is going around in a happy scene.

"Oh... it's Master Wei!" The woman's face was full of smiles, "It's been a long time since I saw you, why don't you go in and sit? I haven't seen you for a few days, the girls miss you!"

Today's Wei Yiran, how can there be spare money to spend in such a place?

Xiaoyan's smile almost couldn't hold back, she knew very well in her heart that her companion's words were very unkind, but it hindered her identity, so she couldn't say anything.

The expression on Wei Yiran's face can't be said to be pretty and ugly, just a faint smile of alienation, walked a few steps, and handed a gift box to Xiaoyan's hand, "This, I forgot to give it to you just now. I'll talk some other day when I have time."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

This time it was really gone.

Xiaoyan looked at his back, feeling stunned for a while, feeling sad and regretful, in short, uncomfortable.

The woman next to her gently pushed her: "Look at what gift he gave."

The gift box opened, and inside was a gold necklace.

Although it is gold, it is very thin and thin, without any diamonds or gems. Compared with Wei Yiran, who had spent a lot of money before, the gift he gave now is very shabby.

"Tsk tusk..." The woman curled her lips and left with a bored look.

But Xiaoyan felt that the heavy emotion in her heart became even heavier...

...

A few days later, Du Jiajun received the news that Wei Yiran was gambling in the casino.

The thing Wei Yiran did the most in his life was eating, drinking, and gambling. He had bad habits, otherwise he would not lose his fortune. So Du Jiajun didn't take it seriously until the person under his hand told him that Wei Yiran had won a lot of money.

Du Jiajun frowned deeply.

The cigarette in his hand slowly burned, and after a short while, the off-white ash debris fell.

"Where did he get the money?" Du Jiajun asked.

It takes capital to enter a casino to gamble. Wei Yiran is now very poor, so how can he bet?

"I don't know, I only know that I cashed 50,000 chips when I entered the casino, and now I have won 500,000."

"Have you gotten old?" Du Jiajun asked again.

He shook his head: "I didn't find it."

Du Jiajun narrowed his eyes and murmured: "There is an idiom that I have always hated. Do you know what it is?"

The men were puzzled.

"It's the prodigal son." Du Jiajun said.

...

Wei Yiran is very skillful in playing cards and has some gambling luck. He is well versed in the psychology of the dealer and always loses a few hands after winning.

After the 500,000 won, the output went to hundreds of thousands, the eyes around him were greatly reduced, and he took the opportunity to leave the casino.

Huang Ming followed him, seeing the large sums of money coming in and out with his own eyes, his face flushed with excitement, "Master, if you continue to win like this, you can make a fortune every day!"

Wei Yiran smiled faintly, "If you win, you lose. Today I met a novice banker. Next time, I may not have such good luck... Moreover, I come to the casino not all for money."

"Huh? What is that for?"

Wei Yiran didn't speak.

He came today to understand the operation of these scattered small gambling houses in Qingjiang City. In this way, he can have a better chance of winning by discussing cooperation with the Huo Family Patriarch in the future.

Suddenly a car drove ahead, the door opened, and four or five men walked down, all holding sticks and knives, aggressively!

Wei Yiran and Huang Ming's expressions changed drastically, but before they could react, those people rushed over and shouted, "Fight!"