When all the actions of the three people fell into Zhang Jian's calculations.

The result is destined.

At 3:00 a.m., the game ended.

Mr. Dong has nothing in his hands.

Mr. Luo has a gold card left.

Mr. Tan has three bamboo cards left.

The three of them looked at Zhang Jian and the mountains of gold cards in front of him with pale faces.

"Mr. Zhang," Mr. Dong looked at Zhang Jian, "Do you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

"Mr. Dong is joking. I haven't touched mahjong in ten years." Zhang Jian smiled, "I'm really lucky this time, and I didn't expect it to be so easy to get a card."

"You are amazing." Mr. Tan took off his glasses and rubbed his cheeks, "Don't look for me next time."

"Mr. Tan doesn't want to find the place back?" Zhang Jian asked with a smile.

"You are so awesome, I'll shoot myself with no bones left!" Mr. Tan shook his head, put his glasses on, and put the bamboo card in front of the female dealer, "Reward you,"

Mr. Luo did not say a word and placed the gold card in front of the female Guan He and left Mr. Tan.

It was Mr. Dong who stood up and reached out to stop in front of Zhang Jian, "I am Dong Yubao."

"Zhang Jian, I'm very happy to know you, Mr. Dong." Zhang Jian shook hands with him with a smile.

"Go and have a drink?" Mr. Dong smiled.

"Okay!" Zhang Jian looked at the female dealer.

"Sir, don't worry, all the money will be deposited into your account before 10 o'clock tomorrow morning." The female dealer smiled. She was naturally happy to get a gold card in vain.

"Thank you!" Zhang Jian nodded, turned around and left with Dong Yubao.

After the two went downstairs, they did not see Sister Yun, and Mr. Tan and Mr. Luo had already left first.

After leaving Villa No. 5, the two walked to the bar.

At about three in the morning, the bar was empty.

When they arrived at the bar, the two ordered a drink and started chatting.

"Where is Mr. Zhang?" Dong Yubao asked.

"Beijing is moving, preparing to go home for the New Year." Zhang Jian said, "Where is Mr. Dong?"

"Just contractor," Dong Yubao asked, "How did you do it?"

"What?" Zhang Jian looked at him in confusion.

"Win the three of us," Dong Yubao said, "I didn't understand. Except for the second round, you kept touching cards and making cards for Mr. Luo, and I didn't find anything else."

"Mr. Dong misunderstood. I am a real novice." Zhang Jian was amused and crying. "It's just a novice's luck. If you don't believe it, you can ask Meng Shuyan. He can testify. I don't play with it when I was studying."

"So that's the case. It turns out that there is really a novice luck." Dong Yubao sighed and pulled out a business card, "Old Dong makes you a friend, and you will have the chance to play together in the future."

"Okay!" Zhang Jian took the business card, "But I don't have a business card, please remember a phone number!"

Dong Yubao nodded with a smile, and the two exchanged phone numbers, and then continued to drink and chat.

During this period, we also talked about Lao Luo and Lao Tan.

Both of them are famous local rich people, but they rarely show up.

Zhang Jian didn't know him, but Dong Yubao was not unfamiliar with him.

Dong Yubao talked about their work areas.

"Ten million is nothing to them,"

"But in Tianyue's past few years, no one has won more than 10 million."

"This is the first time I've lost so much, so I'm a little unhappy."

Dong Yubao smiled and said, "Don't take it to your heart."

"I understand, I'm always unhappy if I lose money." Zhang Jian nodded to show his understanding.

If he lost 10 million, he would not feel so indifferent.

"That's the reason," Dong Yubao smiled, "Losing money is equivalent to losing mood, you can watch it! This game of cards tonight will soon spread in Tianyue, and the two of them will not come in a short period of time."

"Not it?" Zhang Jian's eyes widened.

"There are so many people in the club, do you really think there is a secret?" Dong Yubao smiled, "How many times have the three of us played in Tianyue? How many people are holding a grudge against us!"

"What about brother?" Zhang Jian asked, "Will you avoid it?"

"Hahaha, of course, my old Dong will also be shining," Dong Yubao smiled, "I have to earn back ten million, otherwise I can't sleep, and I can't compare to those two people's wealth."

"Brother is joking!" Zhang Jian didn't believe a word.

"I'm not joking," Dong Yubao shook his head, "I started from scratch. Even if it's ten million, it will make me feel distressed. If I can't make a profit, I won't go to the table."

Zhang Jian suddenly laughed awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

"Don't care, I'm just complaining, it has nothing to do with you." Dong Yubao said with a smile, "I just want to know you, my friend. You completely defeated me last night."

Zhang Jian raised his glass and clinked one with him.

The two of them were having a relaxed and comfortable chatting while drinking.

Zhang Jian also relaxed. He had to use his brain on the table, so he was not tired, but his brain was tired.

After relaxing, the feeling of fatigue surged, but fortunately, the alcohol relieved the fatigue.

I drank about three cups, but it was not strong at seven or eight degrees.

The two sat for more than forty minutes before they separated.

After Zhang Jian watched Dong Yubao walk away, he went directly to Villa No. 14.

Villa No. 5 is near a residential area, with a specific building, not a residential building.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Zhang Jian saw Meng Shuyan standing at the door with his arms in his arms.

"Drink?" Meng Shuyan frowned, and didn't say anything.

"I drank two drinks with Dong Yubao. Others are not bad. They are good at dancing. They seem to want to take your thread from me." Zhang Jian said with a smile.

"Let's talk about it when you come in!" Meng Shuyan turned around and took out his slippers.

It was like daylight in the living room, and Tom and Jerry were played on the TV.

Zhang Jiangang sat down, and Meng Shuyan brought a cup of hot milk and a hot towel.

Zhang Jian applied a hot towel to his face, making him feel much more comfortable.

"I heard that you have made great power and won 30 million?" Meng Shuyan looked at him.

"The luck of a newbie, plus a little bit of calculating." Zhang Jian exhaled, put the towel aside, and drank the milk in a small sip. "Don't be angry with Sister Yun, she originally wanted me to be a fortune-giving boy."

"I haven't seen each other for a few years, it seems that I have learned some skills." Meng Shuyan said calmly, "I still care about others."

"I'm really angry?" Zhang Jian smiled, "I'm sure."

"You are a big deal. You said it's a novice luck." Meng Shuyan glared at him, "If I had known that you had developed this problem now, I wouldn't have brought you here."

"You should be happy," Zhang Jian curled his smile, "I will never make 30 million in my life."

"I'm not allowed to play anymore." Meng Shuyan shook his head, "Go and rest after drinking!"

"Where are you?" Zhang Jian asked.

"I have to be on duty, I don't get off work at 7 in the morning!" Meng Shuyan waved.

He got up, took his clothes and shoes, and walked out of the villa.

Zhang Jian laughed silently, without saying a word.

I took the remote control casually and sat on the sofa to watch a movie.

It’s 30 million!

How could he sleep so thrilled?

He just wants to relax now and then seize the time to watch a movie.
Chapter completed!