"Of course, our Brother Sen is Mr. Song's only son, how can we still have trouble with our own son? Besides, which rich man doesn't play? Anyone who doesn't play is a coward! Our Brother Sen has a bottom line and morals, and it depends on how many games of cards he plays.

What."

"You're on the right track." Song Beisen wore sunglasses and drove straight along the road outside the campus.

"To hang out with Brother Sen, you have to be on the right track." The other end laughed and said, "Brother Sen, in my opinion, your game is still too small. The most money you can gamble each time is only 100,000 per round. Such a small place is not suitable for Sen."

It's too conservative for me. Brother Sen, your family is really rich, why not play bigger tonight, anyway, the entire Song family will be yours from now on."

"It's not like you don't know that the old man froze my bank card. Fortunately, I hid the money in Jiang Yunxiang's bank card, otherwise I wouldn't be able to play with it now!"

"It doesn't matter, Brother Sen. All difficulties are temporary. In a few years, are you still afraid that Mr. Song won't hand over the company to you? By then, you can do whatever you want. Kill the Buddha when you meet him, kill the devil when you meet him, whatever you want.

Just do whatever you want, that feeling is like sitting on top of the world, turning your hands to make clouds and rain. Brother Sen, you just need to wait patiently, and now you can coax Mr. Song openly. "

"What you said makes sense."

"Of course, Brother Sen, do you want to play more at night?" The other end lowered his voice, "A game of half a million, exciting, exciting, heart pounding. Tell me whether to play or not. If you want to play, I will give it now.

You form the game! I guarantee you will have a great time!”

"Play, if you don't play, you will be a grandchild!"

"Brother Sen is so cheerful. I'll set up the game now. Westbrook is free at night."

"Let me know when arrangements are made."

"A must!"

Song Beisen hung up the phone.

He stepped on the accelerator and the sports car sped away.

…

Three days later.

Qiao Muyuan's flight is at nine o'clock in the evening.

That night, everyone in the family took time to have dinner with Qiao Muyuan. Qiao Muyuan looked at the dishes on the table but didn't move his chopsticks a few times.

Qiao Chengfan was chatting casually with Lao Qiao, mostly about the group's affairs.

Ye Jiaqi said to Qiao Muyuan: "Mu Yuan, Liang Kai called home today and the housekeeper told me."

"Did he...ask anything?" Qiao Muyuan took two mouthfuls of rice, with a clear and calm light in his deer-like eyes.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to ask if you were going to New York today. He remembered the date the last time he heard you say it. He didn't think it was a big deal and was afraid of disturbing you, so he asked the housekeeper directly." Ye Jiaqi said, "

Liang Kai is quite good, I still remember this."

Qiao Zhixing immediately said: "Brother Liang Kai is really nice. Last time I saw him, he even said he would invite me to France."

"He has good character, talent and learning." Josnian nodded in agreement.

Qiao Muyuan smiled and did not refute.

Soon, the family changed the subject of Liang Kai and Ye Jiaqi talked about Ning'an.

"Ning'an has not been in good health recently. His condition has been recurring. He went to the hospital again yesterday."

"What's wrong with Aunt Ning'an? Has the doctor said what's the cause?" Qiao Zhixing asked with concern.

"There is nothing wrong with her. As you know, she has a knot in her heart. Although she has not cared about Song Beisen for more than ten years, Song Beisen is still her flesh and blood. She heard yesterday that Song Beisen lost two thousand yuan in a casino in one night.

I passed out immediately after tens of thousands. Money is not a big deal, the main thing is that Song Beisen has more money and can play so big."
Chapter completed!