Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

Walking into the box, Yang Zhuoying saw four men sitting inside, one Asian and three foreigners.

Each of them was sitting next to a sexy blonde female companion, looking at how these women were dressed, Yang Zhuoying suddenly thought of someone, Liu Yun.

She immediately understood Liu Yun's role here, and she thought about whether the memory card Liu Yun gave her might be Lei's confidential information. By the side of a high-ranking member of Ray's.
"Hey, this lady is your girlfriend? She's so beautiful." The blond man sitting on the right stood up to greet him, and his admiring eyes fell on Yang Zhuoying. The eyes were too revealing, which made her a little uncomfortable.

He Junlin stretched out his arm, hugged Yang Zhuoying into his arms, and smiled sovereignly: "She is my wife."

Hearing this, the blond man immediately withdrew his gaze, not daring to show any unkindness to Yang Zhuoying.

"It turned out to be sister-in-law, no wonder you insisted on picking him up in person." Several others also stood up to greet her, and Yang Zhuoying immediately felt that He Junlin had the highest status among them.

He Junlin chuckled lightly and said, "I kept everyone waiting for a long time, so please sit down."

With that said, He Junlin sat down in the middle seat that was obviously reserved for him, and the others also took their seats again.

The croupiers who were waiting on the side carried their trays and put their respective bets in their hands, and the game officially started.

Yang Zhuoying looked around at the chips on the table, and asked He Junlin in a low voice, "How much are the chips here?"

"Five hundred million." He Junlin said indifferently.

Yang Zhuoying gasped, "You bet so big?" Five people bet [-] million, and one person bet [-] million on average.

He Junlin casually took two chips from the pile at hand and threw them out, "It's just for fun."

The corner of Yang Zhuoying's mouth twitched, and the bet of hundreds of millions was just for fun, so how much should it be serious?

Suddenly, she remembered that she was working hard in the company just to save 10 yuan, and suddenly felt aggrieved as if her conscience had fed the dog.

"You play so big, do the shareholders of the company know?"

He Junlin looked like he was looking at an awkward child, "The money belongs to me, what do I want to do with it, and what does it have to do with them?"

He spent his own money, not embezzling public funds, so what's the matter with other people?
Yang Zhuoying also felt that she had made a fuss, so she pouted, "I just think that the cost of your one-night stay here is enough to cover the whole company's expenses for a month."

He Junlin stretched out his hand, touched her head, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't lose. All the money I win tonight belongs to you."

Yang Zhuoying raised her eyebrows, and was not polite to him, "Then you go on, I'm still waiting for you to give me pocket money."

She wasn't really greedy for his money, but seeing how arrogant he was, she couldn't help prodding him. Of course, she didn't want him to lose either.

"Wait." He Junlin stretched out his hand and squeezed her chin, and then pushed out a pile of chips.

At first glance, Yang Zhuoying saw that the pile of chips was at least one million, and it was too exciting to make so many shots in the first round.

Under her uneasy mood, He Junlin won, and just as she was relieved, he pushed out all the winning chips in the next game.

Watching the few of them look at the cards without changing their faces, throwing chips, and then teasing the female companions around them, it seemed that the chips on the table were not worth hundreds of millions, but only a few thousand yuan. On the contrary, Yang Zhuoying, a bystander, watched Looking at the piles of chips on the table, thinking of the value they represent, I feel terrified.

In fact, Yang Zhuoying is an accountant, and she has never seen how much money it is, but what she usually sees is just a bunch of numbers, even if it is hundreds of billions of dollars, it is just a number game, unlike sitting here in person now, infected with this kind of excitement The atmosphere, coupled with the thought of what would happen to He Junlin if he lost, made him even more nervous.

After a few rounds, He Jun temporarily won and lost, watching him almost lose all his chips in one round, Yang Zhuoying felt that he was about to have a heart attack, but fortunately he won back the losers later.

"Are you uncomfortable?" During the croupier shuffling the cards, He Junlin glanced at Yang Zhuoying and saw that her expression was different.

Yang Zhuoying shook her head, she didn't feel uncomfortable, she was just too nervous, but when He Junlin asked, she climbed up, "It's a bit boring here, I want to go out for a walk."

There was concern in He Junlin's eyes, "Do you want me to accompany you out?"

"No, you can play here." Yang Zhuoying politely refused, stood up, and before turning around, she worriedly said: "Just take it as soon as you see it."

After stepping out of the box, Yang Zhuoying went straight to the deck, breathing in the fresh air, and only then did she feel alive.

She is really not suitable for gambling. She is obviously just a bystander, but she is more nervous than the next gambler. It has nothing to do with winning or losing, but the atmosphere is too exciting.

No, she must persuade He Junlin to gamble less in the future. No one dares to say that he will definitely win such a thing as gambling. No matter how many rich people get involved in gambling, no matter how much their worth can be wiped out overnight, she really doesn't want to see it. To the point where he has nothing.

"Ah! Killing, a lot of blood!"

Suddenly, a scream came, interrupting Yang Zhuoying's thoughts, she looked away, and saw a middle-aged Asian woman staring at the deck in horror, no need to ask that she was the one who screamed just now.

Yang Zhuoying followed the woman's gaze, the first thing she saw was a pool of blood, and then she saw a woman lying in the pool of blood, if it wasn't for the woman's chest still heaving, she really thought it was a body dead body.

At this time, two burly men came out from the darkness and walked towards the woman. One of them didn't know what to say to the woman. The woman shook her head in panic, because Yang Zhuoying couldn't hear what they said clearly because of the distance , just guessing that the man was warning the woman not to meddle in her own business.

Another big man grabbed the hair of the woman lying on the ground and lifted her head up. Yang Zhuoying's pupils shrank suddenly.

Liu Yun!

How could she have been injured? Was she injured by those two big men, or did it come to light that she stole the secret?

Many questions suddenly popped up in her mind, and Yang Zhuoying wanted to go forward to rescue Liu Yun, but Liu Yun, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them as if sensing her gaze, and looked at her.

do not come!

After receiving the message from Liu Yun, Yang Zhuoying paused, and a struggle flashed across her face.

She knew that Liu Yun didn't let her go because she didn't want to expose the relationship between the two and to protect her, but seeing Liu Yun was injured, and her life was even in danger, how could she stand by and do nothing?

"Say! Where did you hide that thing? As long as you hand it over, I'll let you go, otherwise, the boss said, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish!" The big man who was pulling Liu Yun's hair said in a rough voice. , At the same time, he looked around, trying to find out the woman's accomplice.