I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 596 Extremely Comforting (Thanks for the reward!)
"Chaoge, you are really a victorious general. I don't think I've ever seen you lose."

In a stalwart building adjacent to Shenzhou No. [-] Avenue, a game of Texas Hold'em is going on.

The person who spoke was a gentle and gentle man, who couldn’t identify the brand of casual clothes, just lost 3000 million chips, without any depression or anger, talking and laughing freely, but the fly in the ointment is that the accent of Mandarin is a bit jerky, it sounds like Hong Kong City people over there.

Maybe ordinary people don't recognize his face, but when his name is mentioned, everyone in the upper class should know it.

Guo Boxun.

The second son of the Guo family in Hong Kong City.

A veritable famous family.

If there are nobles in the country, the four major families in Hong Kong City should do their part.

Although the Guo family is not ranked first among the four major families, their influence in Hong Kong City can be said to be very important.

Being able to sit at the same card table with the second son of the Guo family, these people present are extraordinary.

Even Geng Long, who is in charge of the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, is not qualified to sit on the table at all, and he doesn't even have a seat, so he can only stand by and act as a spectator.

"Yeah, Chaoge, playing with you feels like giving you money."

Someone agreed, no complaints, more like a joke.

Tens of millions is an unbearable burden for the general public, but to these few people on the gambling table, it is insignificant.

Guo Boxun's family background is very strong, and he is very vigorous when he teases him. His name is Tu Jiehong. His grandfather started to get involved in the steel and coal industry. After two generations of business development, he has now formed a multinational company connecting overseas, as well as those well-known well-known companies. It's different, it belongs to the predators hiding under the water.

In fact, many enterprises in China are like this. On the surface, they are not obvious, and the common people may not have heard of their names, but they have already captured incalculable wealth without anyone knowing it.

A well-known scholar once said that the so-called wealth list is just a trick to fool the public.

This sentence is a bit exaggerated, but it is not completely unreasonable.

"Last quarter, the export trade volume of steel increased by 20% year-on-year. A large part of it is managed by your family, right? Send me some money, so what?"

Song Chaoge retorted, still wearing the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and while speaking, he pushed out all the chips that had piled up the most in front of him.

"ALL-IN."

"You play by yourself."

"Not with."

"Fold."

When he pushed, the others folded.

Song Chaoge smiled helplessly, revealing the loneliness of being alone and seeking defeat.

"Don't you have any cards?"

"I don't follow if I have a card. These are my hard-earned money."

Tu Jiehong's words amuse everyone.

Although the wins and losses were not small, no one took it seriously, and the atmosphere was very relaxed and happy.

The chips are back in front of you.

"Brother Song, you won a lot again." Someone shook the chips in front of Song Chaoge, and the authentic Beijing accent explained that, like Song Chaoge, he was also a native of Kyoto.

The land of this building originally belonged to his family. In an old saying, his family should belong to the landlord class, and belong to the big landlord class.

Later, the Shenzhou Club set up a site here, and his family didn't ask for a penny, and provided the venue for free, so he joined the Shenzhou Club.

Just like abroad, everyone understands the principle that more people are more powerful, and many organizations have been developed and established in China, such as the Donghai Chamber of Commerce headed by Lan Peizhi, which gathers the big companies in the Delta. local area.

But Shenzhou Club is different.

As the name suggests.

It can be seen from its name that since its birth, its goal has been defined as the top domestic club, and it has indeed achieved this.

Its members include top figures from all over the world, and several people on this poker table are members of it.

Among all kinds of organizations that emerge in an endless stream, the Shenzhou Club is enough to rank among the top three.

"How can this be called winning money? It's not as much as I lost when I was abroad."

"Can you still lose money?"

Even with Guo Boxun's self-restraint, he couldn't help being surprised.

"There is no reason to win but not lose in gambling." Song Chaoge chuckled: "I really think of me as a gambler."

"Did you lose to the foreigner?"

Tu Jiehong comforted: "It's normal, after all, it's only been a long time since Texas came in, and it's nothing if you can't play with those foreigners."

Unexpectedly, Song Chaoge shook his head.

"Not foreigners."

"Not a foreigner?"

Hearing this, everyone became interested, "Chaoge, your poker skills should be considered top level in China, is there anyone better than you?"

As if mentioning something sad, Song Chaoge raised his glasses and sighed, showing some regret and regret in his expression.

"Bad luck, my straight flush met a royal flush."

"A straight flush against a royal flush?!"

Even the masters here can hardly maintain a normal mind, "Is it true or not? You can touch this kind of card? Could it be that you were cheated?"

Song Chaoge shook his head, and said a second time: "Bad luck."

"This kind of card is rare in ten thousand years, and it is not wrong to lose."

"You play."

Song Chaoge seemed to lose interest, got up and left the table, and at the same time, returned all the winning chips back.

Genglong did not continue to watch the battle, but followed Song Chaoge.

"You did a good job. There's no need to compete with a lunatic like Ye Tingxuan." Song Chaoge, who was walking in front, said softly.

Geng Long, who was forced to kneel in public and endured the great humiliation, was not unhappy at all, he was so quiet that he said, "Even if the little prince really asks me to kowtow, that would be my honor."

Song Chaoge stopped and turned his head: "There is resentment."

Geng Long smiled, "No, to be honest."

"It seems that Sun Tzu's Art of War is not in vain."

Song Chaoge smiled slightly and started walking again.

"The documents have come down, cut off those shady businesses of your Qiangsheng Financial Services as soon as possible."

"clear."

Geng Long hesitated, and asked, "Is it Miss Cao..."

"It has nothing to do with her. The Internet finance industry is in such a mess. It will be a matter of time for rectification and innovation."

Geng Long didn't ask further questions.

Perhaps knowing that the other party has suffered a lot of grievances, Song Chaoge said softly: "Go back first, get ready, and accompany me to Haojiang after a while."

Haojiang.

Las Vegas of the East.

Famous for the gaming industry.

Known as a man's paradise.

Geng Long nodded without any nonsense, "Okay."

----

National Day eve.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

On this day, the multi-party cooperation was officially signed.

With the signature of four people, it symbolizes the rise of another Great Wall.

There was no announcement to the world, no journalists and media, and the personnel from several parties just held a celebration party in the Kyoto Hotel in a low-key manner.

"Aunt Lan, if you don't have enough funds in the future, please come to me."

Ye Tingxuan never left, but as the only "idleman" at the scene, he seemed to regard himself as the main character, drinking to his heart's content, drinking more than anyone else.

Not only today, in fact, he has been wanting to join in the past few days and expand the "Quarter Alliance" into a "Five-Party Alliance", but Cao Jinse did not take over.

If Cao Jinse didn't nod his head, Jiang Chen would definitely not accept it recklessly.

Their two major shareholders did not express their views, and Lan Peizhi certainly could not agree.

As for Shi Xixi.

Although Miss Shi used to be reckless, pampered and willful, and caused a lot of ridiculous things, but now she is the acting chairman of Jinhai and she is no longer the same as the idle lady in the past.

She is very clear about her or Jin Hai's position in this multi-party cooperation.

To put it bluntly, compared to the other three parties, Jin Hai's 50 billion investment is dispensable. Her shareholding in the Great Wall is, in a sense, just a small share of the big business.

Of course she will not interfere with any decisions.

Looking at Shi Qianqian who looked extraordinarily dull, Jiang Chen felt a little funny.

When did you meet some aunts who were so honest?
"Don't sit around stupidly, have a drink with Ms. Cao and the others, and don't forget your mission here."

He reminded in a low voice.

The more you go up, the more you will find that the real wealth is often the connections.

When Shi Zhenhua asked her to come over, it must be for the purpose of making Shi Qianqian familiar with the Jiuding Group and even Lan Peizhi.

Although there is still a word "generation" in front of it, Shi Zhenhua is only this daughter after all, and Jin Hai will be completely handed over to her sooner or later.

Facing Jiang Chen's encouraging gaze, Shi Qianqian looked at Cao Jinse who was sitting diagonally opposite, adjusted her expression, showed a smile, and was about to raise a glass to toast, but Cao Jinse was one step ahead of her.

Perhaps feeling her restraint, Cao Jinse picked up the wine glass, "I have actually heard your name many times, but seeing you in person, it feels different from the rumors."

Jiang Chen laughed.

Ye Tingxuan also smiled.

Shi Qianqian was not embarrassed, she said calmly: "Those rumors are all slander."

Hearing this, even Lan Peizhi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Yes, it is said that a tiger father has no dog daughter, but you are Dong Shi's daughter."

Cao Jinse raised his wine glass, "Dong Shi is my predecessor, and has always been a role model for me to learn from."

Even though she understood that it was mostly out of politeness, but people always did this, Shi Qianqian undoubtedly had a little more affection for this golden branch and jade leaf, and unconsciously relaxed a little.

"Miss Cao is the goal of my study."

The two women took a sip of wine each.

Ye Tingxuan then exchanged something with Cao Jinse in a low voice.

Subordinates began to come over to toast.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang.

Jiang Chen took it out to have a look, and found that it was Fang Qing.

He got up from his seat and came to the rooftop.

"Are you still in Kyoto?"

Fang Qing's soft voice came along with the evening breeze.

The Kyoto Hotel is not high, not as high as other top hotels with dozens or hundreds of floors, but it is located on the first street, a hundred meters away is Antianmen.

Standing on the low roof of the Kyoto Hotel, a series of central organs can be seen.

"Well, when are you coming back?"

Jiang Chen chuckled: "If it's a little later, I won't be waiting for you."

"You don't have to wait for me."

Fang Qing replied.

Afterwards, both of them were silent for a while.

"My dad wants to talk to you."

The face similar to his father appeared in Jiang Chen's mind, "Okay."

The call is answered.

"You child, since you are in the capital, why don't you come back with Qingqing."

"Uncle Fang, it's not that I don't want to come back, I have something to do in Kyoto."

"But today is the Mid-Autumn Festival after all."

Jiang Chen was quiet for a moment, then smiled and said: "Uncle Fang, if I have time, I will definitely go back to see you and Aunt Pan."

"Qingqing said that Uncle also knows that you are busy now. That's right, you are grown up now, and you really want to make a living. It's more important to be busy with your own affairs."

Fang Weiguo asked, "Have you eaten mooncakes? How about I ask Qingqing to bring you a box?"

"Uncle, don't bother me. I won't be staying in the capital for long. When Fang Qing comes back, I'm afraid I'll already be gone."

"Then give me an address, and I'll mail it to you."

"Dad, if you post it, the Mid-Autumn Festival has already passed, so what's the point?"

Fang Qing was talking over there.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Uncle, I've already eaten mooncakes, stuffed with bean paste."

Fang Weiguo laughed, "That's good, your kid has liked bean paste stuffing since he was a child, and it hasn't changed after all these years."

"It can't be changed. I'm really not used to those messy mooncakes now."

At this moment, Jiang Chen was like a child who hadn't grown up, without scheming, and without city government, standing at the highest point of the Jingdu Hotel, overlooking Shenzhou First Avenue, chatting with his elders about homework.

After chatting for about four or five minutes, the phone returned to Fang Qing.

Jiang Chen's smile gradually subsided, he hesitated to speak.

"I went to see Uncle Jiang and the others."

Fang Qing's voice came.

As always, it is warm, quiet and heart-warming.

Jiang Chen was silent for a while, "Thank you."

Fang Qing didn't respond, but said, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

The phone hangs up.

Jiang Chen slowly put down the phone, unconsciously looking up at the sky.

Perhaps it is because of the beautiful weather, the air quality is worrying, and Kyoto, which is plagued by smog, it is rare to see the full moon hanging high today.

Footsteps came from behind.

Lan Peizhi came to the edge of the roof and stood beside Jiang Chen.

I don't know how long she's been here, and if she heard the call just now.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you call home?"

Jiang Chen turned his head and asked.

Lan Peizhi ignored the man who had been to his hometown, but quietly raised his head and looked at the moon.

"It's rare to see such a bright night sky in Kyoto."

"Maybe it's because you haven't looked up for a long time."

Jiang Chen said softly.

When he was a child, sitting on the lawn of the moat, he liked to count the stars at night, but he couldn't finish counting every time.

But I don't know when it started, the number of times he even looked up at the sky became very few.

There is a lot of traffic underneath, but no noise can be heard.

Lan Peizhi suddenly raised his hand.

Jiang Chen was taken aback.

I saw a moon cake in that plain, white and spotless palm.

He looked at the face that was more beautiful under the moonlight.

"Sent by the hotel, red bean paste."

Jiang Chen smiled, "Eavesdropping is not a polite behavior."

Lan Peizhi did not speak.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, took it, unpacked it, and took a bite.

It is indeed bean paste filling.

It's hard to imagine that at a time when mooncakes are becoming more and more fancy, and meat fillings are common, Jingdu Hotel will prepare such simple Mid-Autumn Festival gifts for guests.

Or.

Is Lampei also in love with this most essential taste?
"Thanks."

Jiang Chen shook the mooncake that he had bitten into.

Lan Peizhi did not respond.

The two stood side by side.

"Wu Sheng is leading the dog now, and watching the moon in the yard?"

Jiang Chen smiled lightly.

Lan Peizhi was not surprised, nor did he smile, and replied with a still face: "He should not have this kind of elegance."

Jiang Chen smiled, looked at the round jade plate in the night sky, and said softly: "No matter where you are, as long as you are willing to look up at this time, you can still see the same moon. It's great."

Mid-autumn moon.

There are rich families and poor families, which is very comforting.

(End of this chapter)