In fact, Chen Zheng knew far more than he said.

These people in the tour group not only have accommodation, air tickets, but also have free Korean third-tier models to accompany them - and this is still free!

How could these people make money back with such a huge cost? Is it possible?

After receiving it, Chen Zheng had heard the call from the tour guide to communicate with the casino... What is certain is that there is a bottomless pit ahead of these gamblers.

...

Twenty minutes later, the flight to Jeju Island took off.

The tourists who didn't know their fate boarded the plane with a little excitement. Only the fat boss seemed a little absent-minded and looked at Chen Zheng's actions from time to time.

However, until the plane arrived at Jeju International Airport, the fat boss could no longer say a word to the goddess-level "working girl". He saw her and a group of fierce and stubborn men boarding a business car and then disappearing at the end of the road.

...

In the business car, Evera, a black man, was driving, Damien was sitting in the passenger seat, while Chen Zheng was sitting with other Chinese people.

"That boss is very sorry." Chen Zheng quipped.

"..." Chen Ning didn't say anything, and the others sat upright without saying a word, which made the little fat man feel a little uncomfortable, and frequently glanced at the soldiers around him.

"Aren't we going to do something bad, are we?" The little fat man finally couldn't help it and asked softly, pulling Chen Zheng's sleeve.

"Do you think they are not good people?" Chen Zheng said loudly on purpose.

Suddenly, several sharp gazes around him fell on the fat man... His expression was ashamed and afraid, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only look at Chen Zheng with a sad face.

"Instructor Lin, you've seen it all... This kid is so incompetent. He will give it to you when he arrives at the place. You must help me train him!"

"Yes, ensure that the task is completed." The middle-aged man respected him.

"Don't be so restrained, the days ahead will be long." Chen Zheng waved his hand and said politely: "I have read Instructor Lin's resume on the plane. It's so brilliant..."

"..." Instructor Lin remained silent.

"Forget it, just be happy." Obviously, the other party still hadn't given up his guard... Chen Zheng couldn't help but sigh. It was indeed unrealistic to come to worship all directions.

"Mr. Chen, can you ask a question presumptuously?" The lady who had been having no communication with Chen Zheng suddenly spoke.

"Oh? What do you want to ask? Just ask." Chen Zheng could see at a glance that this woman should be the leader of these people - when she spoke, everyone else seemed to be natural, obviously there was a tacit understanding between these people.

"I wonder... what is our mission?" asked the slightly fat round-faced lady.

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet." Chen Zheng scratched his head, "but I felt that there was not enough staff before, and it happened to be a big deal in order to save this guy, so I would just ask you for a few reliable people in foreign affairs."

"..." The round-faced lady obviously didn't believe it, but she still maintained a polite smile on her face.

"In the next period of time, I should accept a lot of young people here. These people will be troubled by Instructor Lin to help polish them." Chen Zheng turned his gaze to Instructor Lin again.

"..." Instructor Lin nodded and remained silent.

"But the original plan was like this. Now, I suddenly had an idea..." Chen Zheng glanced around and fell on the round-faced lady again.

"I'm ready to reshape the underground order of Jeju Island, and then control the gangs, military, police and politicians here, and do a good job in advance for future plans."

"..." Everyone was stunned when they heard Chen Zheng say this.

When did the agents of the flower farmer do this? Subvert the power structure of a region... This operation is second only to destroying a country!

"If you want to quit now, it's still time." Chen Zheng looked at everyone leisurely.

"..." Everyone ignored it, and then a trace of firmness appeared in their eyes.

"We have the confidence and ability to complete this task." A soldier king who had not spoken said assured.

"Okay!" Chen Zheng patted Damien's shoulder in the front seat: "Next you are the boss, teach him how to muddy the water..."

"??" Damien didn't understand again - what does it mean to muddy the water?

...

Handu Kingsoft Casino.

The fat boss and his group had already moved into a luxurious five-star hotel and enjoyed a free lunch. They were then taken to the brightly lit Xuanjin Cave by a "tour guide".

Then everyone in the casino staff either tricked or semi-forced to exchange at least 300,000 chips. According to the casino staff, if they exchange these chips, everything they enjoy is free! If they don’t exchange chips, they have to pay the air tickets and food and accommodation fees themselves.

The fat boss thought that I would play big anyway, so I would just exchange it for me again, so I also exchanged large amounts of chips with other tourists.

After changing chips, a row of young and beautiful girls with tempting figures came up... Their professions are models or actors, and they almost speak fluent Chinese.

The bosses tacitly held the beauty and spread out with the exchanged chips.

The same is true for fat bosses.

If he had gone to Macau a few times, he was not unfamiliar with the gameplay in the venue. However, he had never experienced this kind of gambling with beauty. He heard soft words and coquettish words in his ears, smelled the fragrance in his nose, and held his slender waist in his arms...

...When you lose and lose at the gambling table, the fat boss lost all his chips without realizing it!

how so?

It’s obvious that I have won so many times! How could I lose all of it? 300,000! It hurts so much when I think about it.

Change some more...change some more...

The fat old man who didn't believe in evil changed his chips again to 100,000 yuan... and then lost all of them again.

The gambler who was anxious to lose seemed to fall into an invisible vortex. The fat boss kept changing chips, losing money, and then changing chips... In the end, someone signed something for him and exchanged him a large amount of chips, but the final result was that he lost all.

"Sir, I'm tired today, let's go back and rest." It seemed that when I saw the fat boss's face was a little wrong, the young model pounced on his arms with a warm fragrance, and his face was so red and seductive.

I lost even if I lost, I can’t lose the free fat piece in front of me anymore - otherwise wouldn’t I lose it?

With such thoughts, the fat boss struggled all night.

The next day, when the fat boss got up from the "fat meat" with a refreshing look, a knock on the door sounded outside the door.

"You?" The fat boss was stunned when he saw the visitor - this person was the "tour guide" who brought them to play.

The "tour guide" said with a slight smile: "Boss Zhao, it's time to pay back the debt you owe."

"Account? What's the account?" The fat boss was stunned.

"You are so noble that you forget things... The white and black words here are written. You borrowed 500,000, 1.5 million and 5 million from the casino in three times, totaling 7 million yuan... You wouldn't want to betray the debt, right?"

Before he could finish his words, several men with tattoos rushed in behind him. These people were covered in fleshy faces and were full of evil spirits. You can tell that they were not good people.

The fat boss thought about it and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have signed something... But he knew how much he lost! He definitely never lost 5 million!!

"The last time I signed was 500,000, right?" the fat boss questioned.

"It is written on the contract. You can't even lose it if you want to, so just pay it back to avoid the pain of flesh and blood."

"Aren't you afraid that I will call the police?" The fat boss still wanted to struggle.

"You can try." Several "Flower Arms" stood aside leisurely, with no sign of guilt.

The phone was called under someone's nose, but when the police heard that it was a gambling debt dispute, they immediately hung up the phone.

“Dududu…”

Listening to the beeping of the phone, the fat boss felt cold in his heart.

"I don't have that much money..."

"Then hand over your passport." The leading "tour guide" seemed very experienced in dealing with such situations.

“…”

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The fat boss had to hand over his passport.

"You can stay here for one day. If you don't pay back the money every night, don't blame us for being polite." After that, he left happily with the "Flower Arms".

“…”

"Oba should pay back the money early. These people are very difficult to mess with." Last night, the slutty little fairy was dressed neatly at some point. Finally, she kissed the fat boss on the cheek and left with her high heels and twisted her waist.

The door closed with a "slam" and the sound of "clicking" in the corridor became farther and farther away... until it disappeared.

"It's over...it's over."

Touching the fragrant kiss on his cheek, the fat boss smiled bitterly.

People in a foreign land, and those who are not familiar with the place... actually encountered a gambling entrusting!

Although I have realized it now, it is too late.

"Why didn't I find out earlier?? If I had reacted earlier, I wouldn't have been like this... Really... Hum?"

The fat boss complained for a long time, and suddenly remembered the strange young man he met yesterday...

"He... had known it a long time ago? Why didn't he get earlier...ah." The fat boss actually knew very well. Even if someone reminded him at the beginning, he might not be able to listen.

As for people, they always regret it after suffering losses. Otherwise, why is there a saying that goes, "Don't cry when you don't see the coffin"?

By the way...business card!

I have his business card!!

The fat boss seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and started rummaging through his pockets like a drowning person...
To be continued...