"But I really can't get that much..."

"Take more, get a little, come, call them and ask them to send money... For a hundred thousand yuan, you can stay in the hotel for another two days." The ruthless voice suddenly began to become gentle, "Do you still remember the model last night? As long as you send money, she will come to accompany you tonight..."

"I...I...ah..." The fat boss knew that this was drinking poison to quench his thirst, but the situation was better than that of others... Do you really have to sleep on the streets?

In fact, sleeping for a night is nothing, cold and mosquitoes are trivial matters... But the question is what if these people feel that they are determined not to give money and have any malicious intentions?

He slaughtered himself in the sea in a daze, and turned around and said that he had lost his hotel, and he was in vain. From the attitudes of the police, it can be seen that the people who run the casino can be regarded as the tyrants here, and it is not too easy to make the police report that they are drunk and drowning.

With such huge psychological pressure, the fat boss was really ready to call... But before he could take the yellow-haired man's cell phone, he suddenly heard a slight Chinese in his mouth:

"Yeah? Isn't this Boss Li? What's wrong? I don't even wear pairs of pants in the cold weather?"

"..." As soon as the fat boss named Liu Wancai turned around, he saw the young man who had left a deep impression on him at the airport.

"Is it you?" Liu Wancai said in surprise, "Are you really here?"

"When will I keep my word, Boss Li? I will come if I say I will..." Chen Zheng waved his hand.

"Who are you?" the yellow-haired man who was leading the debt and asked frowned, "What is your relationship with him?"

"Boss Li is my good friend, right?" Chen Zheng blinked at Liu Wancai.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Liu Wancai tilted his head like a chicken pecking at rice, and he didn't mind that Chen Zheng had interlaced his surnames.

"Are you his friend?" The yellow-haired man's eyes turned, "Then can you help him pay back the money?"

"How much does he owe?" Chen Zheng asked cautiously.

"8 million." Huangmao said.

"Korean won? I'm just talking, sprinkle water and pull it...I'll help him..."

"Renminbi!"

"Oh, that's really a lot." Chen Zheng looked sore, "Boss Li, why have you lost so much?"

"I...I..." Liu Wancai had a sad face.

"Okay, forget it, I'll just go for him!" Chen Zheng shook his head, looking helpless.

"We can swipe the card here, you..." Huangmao's attitude changed immediately, and he became enthusiastic. After all, the mouth with white teeth was so much more money out of thin air. So why don't Chen Zheng be regarded as the God of Wealth?

"No, no, no, I don't have that much money in my card either." Chen Zheng waved his hand.

"Then are you playing tricks on us?" Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and became ruthless again.

"Of course not... Of course not, how dare I!" Chen Zheng smiled, "Come with me, I'll withdraw money for you."

Huangmao hesitated for a moment, and finally gave him a look, pressing the fat boss to follow Chen Zheng...

Then, a few people came to the back door of Kingsoft Casino.
Chapter completed!