Chapter 432： Without me, you are an old man

Wen Renming thought that the little devil would lose his temper if he won the casino money. He caused the matter, and as long as the little devil is happy, he can still afford the money.

Therefore, when the administrator called, he was really stunned.

"It's hard to guess what the little madman is thinking! After winning so much money, the average person has long since taken the plane and left, only he dares to ask to see you. Hahaha, it's really interesting. You never know what he's thinking. What." The young and handsome elder laughed loudly while clapping his hands lightly.

"Come on Andrew, let's see what the little madman is going to do this time." He stood up and put on his coat slowly, his face full of interest.

Wen Renming rubbed his aching eyebrows, and seemed to be very distressed, but the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. His mood at the moment can only be described as pain and happiness.

With such a little devil on the stall, ordinary people have long gone crazy.

When the two came to the hall, Zhuang Li was sitting on a rococo-style black velvet sofa, playing with a chip.

He was wearing a white shirt with a design sense and black jeans. His simple style highlighted his incomparably slender figure and breathtakingly beautiful face.

While waiting for Wen Renming, he drank a glass of red wine, his already bright red lips were soaked by the wine, as if dripping blood, and his long and narrow eyes shone with a dark and unpredictable light. He didn't look like a human at all.

A group of gamblers with frenzied expressions and bloodshot pupils surrounded him.

Wen Renming, who came to the front, unwittingly eased his steps, and then pulled his tie, which was a little tight.

Suddenly, he also had the idea of ​​drinking a glass of red wine.

"Are you looking for me?" Wen Renming said in a hoarse voice.

He stood in front of the little devil, looking down at the man's face reddened by alcohol, his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

"Wen Renming, yesterday you said you would give me 5% of the casino's shares as compensation. I accepted it." Zhuang Li chuckled: "Today, I will take the 5% of the shares, along with all the chips on the table. , buy you one night, do you see enough?"

He raised his hand and swept off a large stack of chips stacked on the table.

There was a screeching noise, the chips were all over the table, and a few fell under the table, and Ding Ling rolled to Wen Renming's feet.

At this moment, the originally noisy casino was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Those gamblers with frenzied expressions and blurred eyes were awakened by the shock in their hearts.

They never thought that Mr. Zhuang specially called Mr. Wen Ren down because of this!

He actually made a request to buy Mr. Wenren for one night!

This is blatant provocation and humiliation, right? After all, he still can't swallow the breath of yesterday! If it weren't for Mr. Wenren's connivance, Sun Xiaojia wouldn't be so bold.

The gamblers who came to play in the Golden Cave had long been extremely dissatisfied with Sun Xiaojia, but they had to tolerate Mr. Wenren's face again and again.

But Mr. Zhuang couldn't bear it. He not only wanted to kill Sun Xiaojia, but also angered Wen Renming, the initiator.

He is so crazy!

How profitable this casino is, anyone who knows a little about it will understand it. It is no exaggeration to say that it is making gold every day! Its daily turnover may be larger than that of a bank. Owning 5% of its shares means sitting at home and waiting for the money to fall from the sky.

What's more, the chips stacked on the table are at least 200 to 300 million, right?

Who would be willing to throw away such a golden mountain? Even the top rich can't say that they can be unmoved in the face of this money.

But Mr. Zhuang can. Money really means nothing to him. All he seeks is happiness and wantonness.

Whoever makes him unhappy, he makes whoever unhappy!

Looking at him like this, the surrounding gamblers actually felt happy from the bottom of their hearts! Who doesn't want to live like this? But who dares to live like this?

However, Mr. Zhuang can, he lived out the craziest imagination that everyone can weave and realize in a dream!

After a brief period of consternation, the surrounding gamblers screamed with excitement. Some were laughing, some were applauding, and some were whistling loudly.

Mr. Wenren, who pampered Sun Xiaojia to be lawless, deserved to be treated like this!

Wen Renming stared blankly at this little devil, the blue veins on his forehead pulsing slightly.

Several of his friends were standing by, looking at him with uncontrollable laughter.

Zhuang Li raised his head and looked back at Wen Renming with a half-smile but a playful, provocative light in his long and narrow eyes.

Yes, he did it on purpose. As early as when Wen Renming told him, he dug a hole for this person. He is such a cloudy and sunny one, and he is bound to retaliate. Whoever provokes him, he will stab anyone mercilessly.

How wild!

Wen Renming gently rubbed his eyebrows, and let out a low, inaudible sigh.

Everyone was waiting for his response.

This person is the manager of the Gold Selling Cave. He has a high position, and his eyes are open to the sky. He shouldn't be able to bear such humiliation, right? How will he fight back? Is it to categorically reject Mr. Zhuang's rude request; or to send a few bodyguards to throw Mr. Zhuang out of the gate?

Should be the latter, right? This man is so eloquent!

Back then, an arrogant gambler slapped him severely after being drunk, and he broke his wrist bone in the next second.

Bai Sensen's bones were poked out of the **** fracture, and the image of the man covering his folded arms and screaming and rolling is still a nightmare for many people.

How does the slap now feel compared to the slap in the past?

One is slapped directly on the face, the other is slapped on self-esteem, which is more intolerable? Thinking of this, all the gamblers secretly broke into a cold sweat for Mr. Zhuang.

Everyone was observing Wen Renming's expression, but he had no expression at all.

He just stared at Zhuang Li for a split second, his originally emerald green pupils were filled with unfathomable light, but at first glance they were as black as ink.

Zhuang Li also stared back at him, the corners of his mouth twitching like a smile, not a smile.

The two faced each other in silence.

A top tycoon hesitated again and again, but in the end he couldn't suppress his desire for protection. He stepped out of the crowd and prepared to be a peacemaker.

After all, this is the Gold Smashing Grotto, and the Sold Gold Grotto is Wen Renming's site, and Mr. Zhuang will suffer.

However, before he could speak, Wen Renming had a reaction. He squatted down, picked up the chips scattered at his feet one by one, and said in a deep voice, "Enough."

What is enough?

Everyone was stunned for a while before realizing that he was actually answering the question that Mr. Zhuang had asked before.

5% of the shares, plus all the chips here, is it enough to buy you overnight? enough!

He actually agreed?

He is the manager of the Gold Sales Cave, how could he agree to such a ridiculous and dignified request?

Before the gamblers could recover, Wen Renming had already bent down, picked up Zhuang Li easily, carried it on his shoulders, and strode towards the elevator.

Seeing his back striding forward, the terrified gambler suddenly realized why he didn't agree? Even without 5% of the shares and countless chips, as long as Mr. Zhuang tickled his fingers, who could refuse the request to spend the night with him?

That is a dream that no amount of money can buy! That is the most luxurious experience in the world!

The gamblers suddenly realized that they were also crazy with jealousy. Someone chased Wen Renming's back and shouted loudly, "Mr. Zhuang, I don't want shares and chips, I'm willing to spend the night with you!"

Others shouted even louder: "Mr. Zhuang, I'll give you 20 million! Please have breakfast with me!"

A young and handsome elder said with a smile: "Little madman, I will also give you the shares of my casino. How did you follow me?"

There are more and more people shouting, and Wen Renming knows that among these people, there are not a few people who are willing to spend a lot of money for the little devil, and even his friends are not joking.

The little devil has such a charm. He is a viper that can paralyze people's hearts; he is a mandala that can make people lose their minds;

He is a beautiful and deadly creature.

Wen Renming kept accelerating his pace and disappeared behind the closed elevator door.

His bodyguards stopped the chasing crowd.

Everyone was choking, cursing, and sighing. After Zhuang Li left, this crazy dream was also taken away.

Sun Xiaojia hid in the crowd, watching this scene in disbelief. She had thought that the godfather would be furious when Zhuang Li made that ridiculous request that amounted to suicide.

After all, Zhuang Li insulted him in front of so many people.

She thought that her godfather would kick Zhuang Li away, just like he kicked herself yesterday.

But it didn't.

Her expectations were again dashed. His face was damaged like that, and even being watched by so many people as a joke, the godfather was still not angry. He squatted on the ground, patiently picking up chips one by one.

It was a gesture of surrender.

He surrendered.

Even if he was provoked, insulted, or slapped in the face in public, he couldn't get angry with Zhuang Li.

Sun Xiaojia originally thought that Godfather's way of pampering a person is to hold the other person up to the sky. But now she realized that it wasn't.

In addition to pampering that person, he will lower his attitude infinitely. He can be obedient to that person without compromising; he can suppress all the anger in his heart and show only the most gentle side.

His attitude towards himself before was not love at all! This is his love, so thick, so deep!

Sun Xiaojia gritted her teeth and suppressed her late unwillingness and regret, but she couldn't stop crying.

If she wasn't so self-motivated and didn't listen to the rumors outside, she and her godfather would never have come this far. If Fang Yu didn't show up, and didn't confuse her to do those things that hurt the world, she would still be the most noble princess in the Golden Cave!

Finding that the casino staff had noticed her abnormality, Sun Xiaojia quickly wiped away the tears on her face and rushed towards the elevator with her head down.

Fang Yu chased after her, cursing wildly in his heart: "Fuck it! Why did the favorability drop to 0? Can I throw this dead woman back into the sea?"

Goldfinger system: "...No, you don't have a boat. If it drops to 0, the difficulty factor of re-raiding will be twice as high as before. Since her identity is no longer the daughter of the underworld, her luck value is pitiful. , it shouldn't drop the golden finger. I suggest you give up this goal directly."

Fang Yu: "..."

Fuck his grandma! Who will pay for Lao Tzu's one million? !