Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 505 Magician and Ghost Hand

  Sure enough, three days after the dinner, the notice of demolition came down, which caused a heated discussion in the streets near the St. Paul's, but the discussion was not a complaint, but a surprise.

  The compensation for the demolition was so high that it was beyond imagination. On the day of the move, even the Zhang family, who had originally planned to be a nail household, was happy, and did not look at Qin Fengjiao when passing by the noodle shop.

  When the people from the demolition office came, Qin Qing was even more surprised to find that the other party was not Deng Yanma, but another real estate developer. Later, I heard that the Deng family had offended people and was kicked out of Macau, and was not allowed to enter the country for life.

  Qin Qing laughed at this kind of ups and downs in the mall and didn't think much about it. On the day of closing the store, she wanted to greet the members of Skeleton to have a last meal, but she didn't even want to make a call, but she didn't get through.

"Is it the last time? I didn't figure out that it was bad for Zhan Chen like that." Qin Fengjiao took the key and looked at the girl who failed to call again, the worry between her eyebrows turned into a lump. Otherwise, I will fight, and I will apologize to him, Zhan Chen is a good boy, and I will definitely not ignore you."

  The girl came to Macau with just such a few friends, and now she is still in a stalemate because of her relationship, which makes Qin Fengjiao suffer in her heart.

   "It's not your fault, Aunt Feng Jiao, he may be busy, please close the door first." Qin Qing put down the phone and smiled comfortingly at her, without explaining more.

  She thought that Zhan Chen might be angry, but not because of a misunderstanding, but because of her refusal.

In the deep winter season, when no more leaves can be blown on the branches, Qin Qing took Qin Fengjiao and left this slum area that had been rooted for decades, and moved to the Huadima parish, a bustling street in the center of the city. A'Qin's Noodle Restaurant' was reopened on Shanghai.

After learning the news of Qin Qing’s move, Tao Hong personally bought her a luxury house with a big wave of his hand. It was just the right distance away, and it happened to be near the magnificent and magnificent neighborhood. On the night of the move, he used this as an excuse. The game started and many members were invited to the VIP room to gamble.

Today’s magnificence is not what it used to be. First, the popular magicians joined in, and then the gambling gods who kicked the stadium were hired. They were in the limelight and attracted countless wealthy businessmen to explore. In time, the quota has been sold out.

"The minimum admission fund is 10 million. It is true that the wool comes out of the sheep. As long as a luxury house is too cheap." In the lounge on the third floor, the pale youth was carefully building his own poker pagoda while taking care of it. The admission confidence form was swept over, and there was a faint sarcasm.

Qin Qing glanced at him unexpectedly while holding the teacup. He didn't expect that the other party would hold her unevenly. Then his eyes fell on his other hand wrapped in gauze, "I heard you blackmailed him a five-star Vacation hotel."

  The total value is close to 100 million.

  The young man raised a pair of dead fish eyes and stared coldly from the center of the poker tower, and a strange smile oozes out from the ground, "So even if one hand is abolished, I have to continue to squeeze out the surplus value."

  Use this to make up for Tao Hong's depressed mood of vomiting blood.

  Want to come to Tao Hong this time, it’s easy to ask God to give it away, and it’s hard to be tossed. Qin Qing curled up her mouth with a slightly nasty eye, and handed the freshly brewed tea with a wooden clip.

  The action in the young man's hand, the cards shook, and all fell to the ground.

   "..." Qin Qing was silent for a while, then lowered the brim of the hat and laughed softly, "Hehe, do I need to get it back for you, ten seconds will be fine."

The frustrated young man who had just dangled his eyes for more than ten minutes squinted at her, simply pushed aside the playing cards, and took a sip from the teacup with his left hand, showing a sullen and twisted smile, "I broke one of the dragons. After the hand, his gold master has always been thinking about my hand, but this time with you at the bottom, they will not be interested in my disability."

  Qin Qing looked at him trying to portray a normal smile but an unusually hideous face, and looked away with a bit of irritation. He relaxed and laughed: "If you say so, you have to thank me."

   makes you hurt in good times.

"Heh." The young man sneered from his throat when he heard the words, picked up the information sheet, and poked one of the names with his scrawny fingers, "So I will introduce Dulong's gold master to you. Listen. Said that this fat man likes young girls the most, and he likes to play with heavy flavors."

  If you are smart and sensible, avoid him.

  Qin Qing swept across the first row of the names of the 70 million gambling capitalist dominating the coquettish, gracefully handed out the second cup of tea, and accompanied by a sentence, "Thank you."

  Thank you, the two words Qingqian with the refreshing tea fragrance gently spread indoors, like a Wang Qingquan passing through people's hearts.

The young man’s accustomed pale and gloomy face twitched twice, as if he couldn’t think of what face he should put on, so he simply picked up the tea without saying a word and was suffocated. As a result, he was so hot with the boiling tea that he hummed and provoked the girl again. A chuckle.

Ten minutes later, the waiter came up and sent a notice. The two people on the sofa got up one after another. The young man wore gorgeous black and white suits. The two images of emotion, coldness and lightness are the demons walking in the world, which drew bursts of exclamation under the hall on the first floor.

   "It's a magician and a ghost hand!"

   "It's really them. It seems that there must be another fierce battle today."

  ...The gamblers who missed the VIP room had to look up with their necks up, watching their gods disappear at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

  As soon as the door of the large suite of VIP room on the second floor was opened, the rich businessmen sitting in the colorful scene all looked back and watched the magnificent trump card-the powerful appearance of the magician and the ghost hand.

Bang... the door opened and closed, making a dull sound, Tao Hong had already stood up to introduce everyone, "Mr. Magician must be no stranger to everyone, hehe, then this is the ghost hand that has been spreading wildly on the road recently, and it is also today. The late dealer-Miss Qin."

"I have long heard that the ghost hand is young, but I didn't expect to be a little girl with delicate skin and tender flesh. Seeing this little hand is tender, I am afraid that the shuffling will hurt my hand." In the leisure sofa area, a thick line came from the crowd who were smoking cigars. the sound of.

  The frivolous tone with a little molesting made Tao Hong's smirk a little stiff, "Ms. Huang is joking. Ms. Qin is a rare master and was also personally recommended by Mr. Magic."

  The next half of the sentence seemed to be poked in the painful foot, the thick male voice choked, and then he closed his mouth with a heavy grunt.

  Qin Qing looked from under the brim of the hat, and saw a fat man with a bloated figure of two hundred catties, biting his cigar and humming with disdain.

  This person is Dulong’s gold master-Huang Jianren.

  (End of this chapter)