It's okay for me to bully my wife for the sake of the young master's dignity, right?

Chapter 434 [083] Father-in-law in the Casino

Zhu Shengzhi recited the entire Heart Sutra in his mind (which he learned when he was a fake monk) before he could barely suppress his anger towards Yan Cangye.

Yan Cangye, whose tights were stained with blood, didn't understand what was going on. He stood up and reported to the young master and Zhu Shengzhi:

"I cut the old white man into pieces and threw them into the iron bucket for garbage. The owner was going to use the iron bucket as a container to boil the foreign paste. He said that according to the ancestral recipe, he was still missing a few medicinal ingredients..."

Qin Jiandan glanced at the timid waitress and thought to himself, I just happened to see the topic of "fan ointment" and mentioned it casually, but the owner actually knew the real way to make it. It's true that Huanshi City doesn't keep idle people.

As the saying goes: A man who has a daughter has one foot in prison. When his daughter is humiliated, it is especially easy for a father to get angry. Is this a revenge switch that has been unlocked?

"Alright, alright. The ointment is used to punish the foreign devils and to explode the gold coins of the great philanthropist Zhao. It has no real therapeutic effect! Go tell the store owner to just cook it randomly. Don't go crazy and turn yourself into a black marketeer like Sun Erniang!"

Zhu Shengzhi thought: Even if they kill people to make ointment, it is still not a black shop? I opened the shop just to make money, but the young master is really deadly!
In order to promote local economic development, promote employment and enhance urban vitality, the young master of Yelonghui personally visited the grassroots, effectively improved the business environment, helped small restaurants develop new businesses, and won unanimous praise from the people.

How the paste was presented to Mr. Zhao in a "clean and sanitary" manner is not mentioned for now. After Qin Jiandan asked for directions, he dismissed Zhu Shengzhi and Yan Cangye, and took Wangyou to find his father-in-law Han Tiancheng in the casino.

After passing through a relatively narrow pipe entrance, what appears in front of you is a huge underground space full of neon lights and electronic screens.

Various cables and ventilation ducts are hung from the ceiling, and various gambling tables are distributed below, from poker to roulette. There is a holographic projection device above each table, showing the bets and results.

There is a long bar on one side of the casino, serving a variety of synthetic alcoholic drinks and enhanced cocktails. The bartender is a coquettish man with a mechanical body and red lips, probably the same type as the eldest brother.

After seeing Qin Jiandan come in, the people gathered around the gambling table stopped making noise and cursing, as they had already received a warning that the young master was coming in person.

The only exceptions were a few very drunk people, including Han Tiancheng who was squatting in front of the Mosquito Racing Track.

Although the ventilation equipment above her head was running at high power, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the casino also made Wangyou feel uncomfortable. In order to divert her attention, she asked after being silent for a long time:
"Young Master, when I was at the Ding family, I sat in on a lecture. The lecturer said that harmony is the most valuable thing in the business world, and a good temper can bring unexpected business opportunities and connections. Wasn't the young master a bit hasty when dealing with the old white man?"

Qin Jiandan snorted: "A good temper is reserved for one's family. If you are also good-tempered to outsiders, you are a bastard!"

Although the word "bastard" was not used to insult Wangyou, she was willing to claim it. She relied on the young master's insults to suppress the invasion of the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

Qin Jiandan continued, "Although East City and West City have signed a treaty, they are still in a state of war in essence! Don't think that you can make the enemy explode just by doing business! Be sure to give up your fantasy and prepare for a fight. The gold coins will still explode, but you can't let it affect the people's morale, especially the military's morale! The owner of the small restaurant may not be a shrewd businessman, but once the war starts, he will be a trustworthy warrior!"

Wangyou nodded repeatedly. In fact, she had no intention of listening to these political ideas. The word "bastard" alone was enough to linger on her mind for a long time.

"Also," Qin Jiandan stopped and said to Wangyou behind him, "You used the example of what you learned in the Ding family. Could it be that you are lazy and miss the high-quality life in the inner city?"

"No, I don't dare." Wangyou apologized quickly, his hands hanging in front of him, nervously and excitedly pinching his white apron. "I now completely belong to the Night Dragon Society and the young master. I will never forget that it was the young master who saved me from a dangerous life where my life was in danger."

"I'm glad you know." Qin Jiandan said as he quickened his pace and walked towards Han Tiancheng, who was squatting in front of the Mosquito Racing Track with his back to him.

Qin Jiandan is not the type of person who is harsh to his servants, and he is even quite gentle to people like Cuihua. However, he cannot be too polite to a masochist like Wangyou, otherwise she will become itchy and maliciously mess up her work in order to get rough treatment.

"It's about to begin! It's about to begin!"

Mosquito pipe racing is a gambling project unique to the outer city, copied from horse racing in the inner city.

The racing pipes are a set of intricate transparent pipes that are entwined like vines in a corner of the casino. The inner walls of each pipe are covered with grease and dust, making it look old and dilapidated.

With the sound of an electronic whistle, six mutant mosquitoes painted in different colors were released into the pipe. They quickly spread their wings and began to shuttle through the winding pipe.

Han Tiancheng jumped up from his crouching position, stared at the pipe and shouted: "Blue! Blue! Blue!"

Other gamblers who placed bets included former boxers with scars on their faces, street thugs with cunning eyes, and even an old lady with silver hair.

Although they dared not make loud noises under the authority of the Night Dragon Club's young master, as the game progressed, they could not help but cheer for their bet mosquitoes in a low voice. "Red! Red!"

"Yellow! Yellow!"

Occasionally, a mosquito would hit the inner wall of the pipe or be disturbed by a sudden airflow, making the outcome of the race unpredictable. The leading blue mosquito was suddenly blown off course by an airflow, and the yellow mosquito, which was originally lagging behind, took the opportunity to catch up.

"Cheating! It's like this again!" Han Tiancheng stamped his feet and cursed, "What's the matter with the pipe leaking? It's just that the dealer is cheating and doesn't want me to win!"

The yellow mosquito did not win the final victory. After it surpassed the blue mosquito, the red mosquito came from behind and invited it to mate. The two mosquitoes just stayed there, and the championship was taken away by the purple mosquito.

The gamblers groaned. Very few people had bet on the purple mosquito beforehand, so the dealer won again.

Qin Jiandan walked over from behind and said, "Father-in-law, nine out of ten gambling losses are inevitable, so don't be too obsessed with it."

Han Tiancheng then turned around and waited for a second or two before he discovered through his drunken eyes that the other person was Qin Jiandan.

Because of the previous conflict, Han Tiancheng was beaten into panda eyes by the casino security. He was worried that it would affect his visual judgment and interfere with his gambling, so he took off the biochemical bandage near his eye sockets himself.

So this middle-aged man with unshaven beard, white shirt and police pants, not only had rosacea, but also had smoky makeup and panda eyes, which made people laugh. Qin Jiandan covered it up with an awkward but polite smile, while Wangyou made a strange low hum to hold back his laughter.

"Ah, Jiandan, you're here to pick me up." Han Tiancheng was staggering, his steps unsteady, and Qin Jiandan supported his father-in-law with one hand.

The next mosquito race started, but Han Tiancheng had already used up all his free chips. The electronic timer at the end of the pipeline flashed an unstable light, which reflected in the corner of Han Tiancheng's eyes, making him even more indignant:

"There really is a cheating mechanism here! I have been observing for a long time, how could it not be the blue mosquito that wins? I don't accept it! Jiandan, lend me some money to make up for the loss..."

Qin Jiandan refused decisively: "That won't do. Mu Yue will definitely be very unhappy if she knows you're here to gamble. If I lend you money again, I'll have to sleep on the sofa. Since my father-in-law is in the outer city, how about going with me to the headquarters to meet Mu Yue?"

When Mu Yue was mentioned, Han Tiancheng's cloudy eyes regained some clarity. He lowered his hands and rubbed them together like a primary school student who had done something wrong, and suddenly said:
"Jian Dan, you mentioned on the phone that Mu Yue was accompanying her daughter? Where is the daughter?"

"There are too many people here. I will explain it to you clearly when you come back to the headquarters with me."

Han Tiancheng hesitated for a while, but finally his interest in "daughter's daughter" overcame his desire to continue gambling.

"Okay, I'll go with you to the Night Dragon Club headquarters. But don't mention that I've been to the Shengzhi Group's casino! Just say that I was worried about Mu Yue and drove all the way to visit her!"

"Okay, I'll try my best. But father-in-law, you started from the inner city's District 12. Instead of driving directly through Districts 1 and 2 to District 3, you took a big detour to District 6. This is a big flaw. If Mu Yue knows about the itinerary, she will definitely question you."

"So you must keep my itinerary secret!" Han Tiancheng asked anxiously, "Jiandan, are your people okay? Will your driver let the secret slip?"

Wangyou said at the side: "I am the young master's driver. If I let the secret slip, I will be treated inhumanely, so I will keep it a secret."

"Well, that's good." Han Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Jiandan was about to take his father-in-law away when he turned around and saw Zhu Shengzhi's staff officer "Fifth Uncle" coming towards him:
"Young Master, you previously arranged for me to spread the rumor that Yelong would have a special medicine for phlogiston disease, and I asked my men to do it. But they exaggerated, saying that the medicine could cure the disease, and Mr. Zhao believed it. He found out that Young Master was in District 6, so he wanted to invite Young Master to his house to discuss exchanging a large sum of money for the medicine."

Qin Jiandan: "This Zhao Dechang is well-informed. It seems that he is desperate and can't wait for the ointment to be served... Since the construction of the Border City Special Zone urgently needs funds, I will go there reluctantly."

Uncle Wu looked embarrassed. "In fact, after Zhao Dechang fell ill, he recruited many people to be his 'drug-finding informants'. When they heard that the small restaurant had boiled the paste, they immediately came to buy it. As a result, after taking it, not only did he not get better, but he vomited and had diarrhea, and his condition became worse."

Han Tiancheng squinted his panda eyes, scratched behind his ears and asked: "What ointment? Sweet potato ointment? Can that thing cure diseases?"

Qin Jiandan waved his hand: "In short, phlogiston disease cannot be cured by some random folk remedies. Since he specially invited me to visit his big villa... Father-in-law, you should come with me. With the former deputy chief of police as a guarantee, I can better explode the gold coins of Mr. Zhao!"

(End of this chapter)