Xiao Feng took Xu Nuo's hand and got down from the upstairs. He looked at the heads in the living room and felt dizzy. Why are there so many people?

"Brother Gan, what are you doing with Sister Nuo on it?" Xiaoqiang sat in a wheelchair with a look of humility.

Xiao Feng came to Xiaoqiang and gently tapped his head: "Little brat, why are you asking so much?"

"Hmph." Xiaoqiang pouted and muttered: "You don't need to knock my head now, scold me for being a little brat. After that, I will also knock your son and scold your son for being a little brat."

"What did you say?" Xiao Feng didn't hear it clearly and asked another question.

"Ah, nothing, I said I won't ask." Xiaoqiang shook his head quickly: "Brother Gan, what are the activities for the New Year today? Are there any big red envelopes?"

"There are big red envelopes, but they will only be given tomorrow. I will be given for the first day of the New Year." Xiao Feng grinned, as if he hadn't prepared the red envelope.

Seeing that Xiaoqiang couldn't receive the red envelope today, he was too lazy to deal with Xiao Feng: "I'm going to play with someone else." As he said that, he said to the man behind him: "Push me there."

"Old Wen knows that Xiaoqiang is here." Xiao Feng asked more.

The man behind the wheelchair nodded: "Yeah, I know."

"That's fine." Xiao Feng was relieved. He was afraid that this kid would come over by himself, and that Mr. Wen would not be able to explain it by then.

"Xiaofeng, come here." Xiao's mother appeared and found Xiaofeng: "Are you ready for the red envelope?"

"No."

"I forgot to prepare for it when I sent someone out to buy some."

Xiao Feng nodded: "Okay, I'll go there myself."

"Well, be careful on the road."

Xiao Feng looked around and saw that Zhang Yu had nothing to do, so he pulled him out: "Go with me to buy red envelopes and go to the bank to get some money."

"Damn it, I'm going to do it in advance, why do you have to drag me?" Zhang Yu was a little unhappy. Who would want to go out in this cold day?

"Parase, if I can take it, what do I want you?" Xiao Feng cursed, kicked Zhang Yu into the car, started, and left the Moon God Manor.

After waiting for an hour, when Zhang Yu looked at the piles of money in front of him, he was a little stunned: "Brother Feng, it's the New Year, why are you bringing so much cash? It's millions."

"Five million." Xiao Feng replied casually and signed his name on the list.

"..." Zhang Yu was speechless: "Five million, are you going back and hugging me and sleeping?"

"No, I'll give a red envelope." Xiao Feng shook his head: "As these days, how can I get one hundred and two hundred? Just my girls, one can get a red envelope of at least 100,000 yuan. They can get a red envelope of about 2 million yuan, and then my mother has to give her daughter-in-law a red envelope. It's probably not enough. In addition, if the guests come and bring children, can't give someone tens of thousands of yuan red envelopes?"

Zhang Yu grinned: "This is not the New Year, it is clearly a wonderful moment of cash. Brother Feng, how many red envelopes have you prepared for me? If you don't get hundreds of thousands of dollars, you will slap you in the face, and you won't be able to take it, right?"

"Yes, I have prepared 500,000 for you." Xiao Feng said with a glance at Zhang Yu.

"Really, fake." Zhang Yu's eyes lit up. Although he is already very rich now, 500,000 is still very happy. It is the first time in history that he received a huge red envelope of 500,000.

‘Pa’, Xiao Feng slapped Zhang Yu in the head: “Really, 500,000 has been delivered, you have collected it.”

"Damn..." Zhang Yu cursed. This kid was so cruel that he had slap for 500,000 yuan.

"Mr. Xiao, have you seen enough? If not enough, I will transfer from other branches." The president stood beside him and asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, it's enough, so there's no trouble."

"Okay, Mr. Xiao needs it, just come over at any time."

"Okay, then we'll leave first." Xiao Feng smiled, asked the staff to put the money into the box, and carried it away with Zhang Yu.

Back in the car, Zhang Yu looked back at the box in the back seat: "It seems that it is better to have power and power. When you come to get money, you don't need to make an appointment. If it is a commoner, you can come here to try it. If you bring hundreds of thousands of dollars, you will have to make an appointment in three days."

"Now, when you go to the bathroom, no one has to wait in line for a long time." Xiao Feng curled his lips: "Hey, do you know where to sell red envelopes?"

"So much money, what red envelope can be included? You can just share the cash, anyway, it's red."

"That's bad. Others think I'm just like some funny guys, but I like to show off my wealth with cash and put on money walls and do what I do. It's so vulgar."

"There is a cultural and sports mall in front of you, let's go inside and take a look."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded, drove to the cultural and sports mall, got out of the car with Zhang Yu, and threw the car carrying five million cash at the door.

Although it is New Year's Eve, there are still many shops in the cultural and sports mall. When customers come, they ask what they need.

"I want to buy red envelopes."

"There are many styles of red envelopes here, you can choose them."

Xiao Feng glanced a few times and the styles were pretty, but they were a little small: "That, is there any big one?"

"Big, these red envelopes can be filled with thousands of dollars."

"I don't pretend to be a few thousand."

The clerk was stunned: "How many things are there to put on, ten thousand."

"Hundreds of thousands."

"..." The clerk was speechless. Now the rich people have the same taste. "Sir, no red envelope can meet your requirements. There is no sold in the entire cultural and sports mall."

"ah."

"However, I have an idea. You can buy this kind of red file bag, which can be filled with 100,000 yuan." The clerk took out a red paper bag and handed it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng took a few glances. Although they were not as good-looking as those styles, they were better than those big enough and they were worth enough money. "Okay, that's it. Give me for forty, and in addition, the biggest red envelopes, give me fifty."

"Okay, sir." The clerk slammed his tongue. This person is either a show-off or a truly rich person. Judging from his looks, he should not look like a show-off, and he tends to be the latter.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu returned to the car with bags, and then returned to the Moon God Manor. He found his mother and gave her all the cash, so she could pretend.

There are many people coming to Yue Shen Manor today, and it is not like the New Year. It is like a large gathering. Among them, there are many people in Jiuquan who are truly in power. They can tremble with them by taking them out and stomping their feet.

When Xiao Feng saw the old guy who was a vain in the auditorium, another idea came up. These old guys were all giants. If something happened to him, he would probably not be able to take it. If something happened to them, the whole of China would have to be in turmoil.

Xiao Feng's idea was definitely not an exaggeration. Whether it was Sun Xiaoqi or Chen Du and others, they were all local emperors, people who covered the sky with their hands. Some even dominated the economic lifelines of many cities, not only the underground world, but also the multiple levels of earthquake.

"Master Qi, what are you playing? Are you fighting Landlord?" Xiao Feng came to a table and looked at the people sitting in a circle.

"Yes, come on?"

"If you don't come, you can play." Xiao Feng looked at He Jinming and muttered in his heart, "Isn't it okay to fight against the Landlord of the Gambler? Isn't this a thriller? Although the Landlord is not a god, he won after a little bit of a fraud.

However, what surprised Xiao Feng was that He Jinming lost several times in a row, which made him very upset and even said that he was not lucky and could not get good cards.

"Come on, boy, help me with a fight, I'll go to the bathroom." He Jinming waved to Zhang Yu, then stood up.

"Mr. He, why are you losing all the time?" Xiao Feng was curious and couldn't help but follow him.

"You're not lucky." He Jinming was stunned by Xiao Feng's question.

"But you are the god of gambling, the god of gambling..."

He Jinming then understood what Xiao Feng meant and smiled: "You mean, I can just play around and change the cards and win, right?"

"yes."

"A group of old guys, what's the point of playing like that?" He Jinming slowed down and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "Boy, you are still young and don't understand some things. Just like me, I regard gambling as my profession. What fun can I have over time? If I use tricks and act like a cheater, even Lao Qi is not my opponent, but what I want to find is this kind of real fun of playing cards."

When Xiao Feng heard He Jinming's words, he thought to himself and nodded: "Yes."

"Boy, remember, if possible, don't let interest become a profession. Even if you can integrate interest and profession together, over time, it will undergo qualitative changes under the corrosion of various external factors such as interests and reputation."

"I see."

"Okay, don't go to the bathroom with me, hahaha." He Jinming smiled with relief when he saw Xiao Feng heard it, and left.

"Afeng, come here, I'll discuss something with you." Feng Laoer's loud voice came from afar.

"What's the matter, fat pig." Xiao Feng sat down: "If it's a good thing, just say it, if it's a bad thing, don't say it. For the New Year, don't let me down."

"The major areas of Southeast Film and Television City have been completed. I am going to hold a large-scale event during the winter vacation to let your wife Murong Xue support you."

"That's my cousin. Damn, don't talk nonsense outside." Xiao Feng was scared out of shadow by those fanatical fans of Murong Xue and hurriedly said to Feng Laoer.

"Okay, your cousin." Feng Laoer nodded: "Don't you start filming your drama after the fifteenth? Taking advantage of this east wind, you will have a big event of tens of thousands of people and tens of thousands of people at that time."

Xiao Feng thought about it and was a little moved. Anyway, he was just having fun. "Well, your Southeast Film and Television City, how many shares are there for Xiao."

“25%.

“It’s only 25%.

"Okay, I'm only 35%.

"I think I'm a little bit short. In this way, I don't care if you want shares. You can take out 5% and give it to Murong Xue's personal personalities, how about it."

"Give her 5%, then she has to be the spokesperson for life." Feng Laoer is not a person who is willing to suffer losses.

"Okay, no problem." Xiao Feng nodded and agreed.

"No, damn it, you have 25%. If you give her another 5%, isn't that the same as me?" Feng Laoer reacted. These two people are a family.

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Chapter completed!