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They were almost crazy, and immediately pulled Qiao Zhen aside, and asked him in a low voice: "What's the matter? Why did Mr. Rong come here? Why is he still so close to Murong Rong?"

"What Murong Rong? This is Mrs. Rong!"

Those rich young men couldn't believe it: "So, the man Murong Rong married was Mr. Rong?"

"Yes!" Qiao Zhen had a bitter look on his face.

It never occurred to him that not only did he finally have a woman in his fancy, but she was also a big shot that he couldn't afford to provoke.

No.

Stop provoking.

Don't even dare to take a second look.

As soon as Qiao Zheng finished answering, he found that his friends who had a fairly good relationship on weekdays all pulled away at the same time.

"What are you doing?"

"Qiao Zhen, you provoke Mr. Rong, you are not stupid to think that you will be safe and sound."

"Don't worry, when you leave, we will take good care of your parents, perform filial piety for you, and inherit the family property for you."

"Get out!" Qiao Zhen became furious: "Why do you need to inherit Laozi's family property?"

After a pause, he lowered his voice and said: "Young Madam said that she just lost in a card game with us, and she didn't say anything else at all. You all have to be vigilant and control your mouths, otherwise, labor and capital If you really die, you will be dragged to hell!"

As soon as the warning was over, Rong Jiuci's casual voice was heard: "Have you discussed it? Come and play after discussing it."

Shadow came over and said expressionlessly: "Young Master Qiao, please."

Qiao Zhen had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down.

Fighting the Landlord needs three people, and Rong Jiuci will serve as Murong Rong's military adviser, and Qiao Zhenye only has two people, so it's not going to be a game at all.

Although those rich young men were courageous, they didn't dare to sit in front of Rong Jiuci at all.

Rong Jiuci raised his eyelids and said softly: "It seems that no one has given me this face."

As soon as Rong Jiuci's voice fell, a Kuo Shao sat down on the chair with a plop.

This Kuo Shaoxiang's surname is Yang, and his name is Yang Baichao. He is the one who was kicked away by Qiao Zhen just now.

Qiao Zhen was moved to tears when he saw Yang Baichao sitting down, good buddy, really good buddy.

Just now he still hated this guy for talking nonsense, but he didn't expect such a brotherhood.

With Qiao Zhen's expression of gratitude all over his face, Yang Baichao wanted to cry, but what, if he said it was just a misunderstanding, would it be okay?

He really didn't want to sit down out of fear of death, he just sat down because his legs were weak.

But regardless of the reason, Yang Baichao couldn't stand up anymore, so he could only bite the bullet and join the game.

Rong Jiuci tapped his fingers on the table: "Tell me, how do you bet?"

Qiao Zhen originally wanted to say [-] per round, which was the same as before.

But the words got to the point of their mouths, they didn't say it out, they played too young, at least a hundred thousand to join the game with Rong Jiuci.

Just one hundred thousand is too much. Although their Qiao family is good, it is not enough compared to the Rong family. He, a rich second generation who still relies on his parents for a living, can't afford it.

But thinking of Rong Jiuci's cold look, it's more important for him to calm down first, at worst he will be beaten up by his father when he goes back.

Qiao Zhen gritted his teeth: "Mr. Rong, I don't know how old we are playing?"

"Do you want to play for money?" Murong Rong frowned: "It's better not to, playing cards is for relaxation, playing for money is not good."

She doesn't like gambling. How many people lose their fortunes because of gambling, it's not a good thing, even if it's just for fun, she doesn't like it.

Rong Jiuci raised his hand and rubbed Murong Rong's hair: "Okay, listen to you."

"Since you don't play for money, let's print a turtle. Whoever loses will have a turtle printed on his face."

Rong Jiuci couldn't deny it, Qiao Zhen and Yang Baichao agreed immediately.

After speaking, Cheng Lin took two new poker cards.

The freshly unpacked playing cards had a unique smell, and Cheng Lin shuffled them quickly and skillfully.

After shuffling, she randomly drew a card, which was a five of clubs, Cheng Lin looked at Qiao Zhen: "You take the card first."

Qiao Zhen waved his hands again and again: "No, Mr. Rong first."

Anyway, he knew that Rong Jiuci was here to find a place for Murong Rong, and he promised to cooperate especially.

Rong Jiuci said in a low voice, "Take the card."

Qiao Zhen shivered in fright, and immediately reached out to take a card.

Qiao Zhen had already thought about it, no matter how bad Rong Jiuci's poker skills were, he would let him win smoothly.

Who told him that he didn't have long-term eyes before and provoked Mrs. Rong Shao, as long as Rong Jiuci can calm down, even let him lie down and bark like a dog, let alone lose a few games and get some turtles printed on his face.

However, Qiao Zhen realized that he was really thinking too much.

As farmers, he and Yang Baichao hadn't played a single card, but Rong Jiuci had already played all the cards.

Cheng Lin smiled: "Qiao Zhen, you lost, where is the turtle seal?"

"Sister Lin looked at Yin."

Cheng Lin was also polite, picked up the seal and imprinted a bright red turtle on the foreheads of Qiao Zhen and Yang Baichao.

Everyone looked at them and couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Zhen didn't care at all, it didn't matter if he was a little ugly, as long as he was careful not to make Mr. Rong look ugly.

Soon the second game started, Qiao Zhen and Yang Baichao winked, no matter what, Rong Zong must not lose.

Yang Baichao said that he knew, so the two men secretly prepared to let Rong Jiu resign.

Even if they make amends, they must be happy, and then they realize that they are too young.

Otherwise, why didn't he know that he wanted to make Rong Jiuci so arrogantly, let him vent his anger, and understood this matter.

With Rong Jiuci's poker skills, even if he tried his best, it was impossible for him to win.

Rong Jiuci can not only memorize cards, but also count cards. He can not only figure out what cards are out there, but even which card is in whose hand.

In this way, he and Yang Baichao have only one word, and that is to lose.

Qiao Zhen didn't know how many dramas he lost, let alone how many turtles were printed on his face, anyway, he was numb in the end.

The other people in the box were also attracted, they stood aside and watched, and started betting one after another.

"Let's bet, how many rounds will it take this time before Joe can play a card?"

That's right, for Qiao Zhen, as long as he can play a card now, it is considered a phased victory.

"Five rounds. I bet 1 yuan."

"Seven innings, I bet 2 yuan."

"Heh, who do you people look down on? We, Young Master Qiao, are veteran players. Although we always lose, it's not like we can't play a card in so many rounds. I have confidence in Young Master Qiao .”

Hearing these words, Qiao Zhen felt a lot more relieved. Look, he still has true friends all these years. Even for Shang Rong Jiuci, he is full of confidence in him.

Then, I heard the rich young man say: "I bet ten rounds. In ten rounds, Qiao Shao only played once."

The smile on Qiao Zhen's face froze, and he couldn't bear to throw out a sentence: "Get out!"

Murong Rong couldn't help but smile when he saw the people making a scene.

With Murong Rong's smile, the atmosphere in the box relaxed a lot, and Qiao Zhen heaved a long sigh of relief.

When the box was busy, Ji Baibai came out of the box,