Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 555 Invitation from Qiao Fei
Perhaps seeing Chen Yanming's personal soldiers rushing into the Heavenly King Hall, he thought that Fei Nan had pulled his hips, and Shuan Zhu had disappeared without a trace.

Qiao Fei's entourage waited anxiously at the stall on the first floor, and they were relieved when they saw him come out, and hurried up to meet him.

The boss of the gambling stall also greeted him. He saw Chen Yanming's personal soldiers coming in and out, and he was waiting at the stairs for fear of any trouble.

Seeing Laosan Song coming out safely behind Fei Nan and the others, he hurried forward to greet Fei Nan and the two, then pulled Laosan Song aside to ask about the situation.

Song Laosan didn't understand the reason, but he also saw the conflict between Fei Nan and Chen Yanming, so he quickly told the boss about the situation.

"Boss Zhao."

Qiao Fei spoke suddenly.

"Hey! Boss Joe, speak up."

The boss of the gambling stall responded, and hurriedly turned around and came in front of Qiao Fei.

Yawning, Qiao Fei asked the servants to put on their coats, pointed to the basket full of silver coins that Feinan was holding, and ordered, "Help me, brother, change these money into silver bills! Things worth tens of catties , and it’s not convenient to hold it.”

Looking at the mountain-like ocean in the basket, the owner of the gambling stall quickly nodded: "Success! Two bosses, please sit down for a while, and I will ask the accountant to do an inventory."

"What are you counting? Can we do without yours?"

Qiao Fei said something dissatisfied, and then asked Fei Nan: "Brother Fei, do you remember the count?"

"870 two and a half yuan."

Feinan smiled and reported the number.

"Here! That's the number!"

Qiao Fei pointed to the basket, and said to the owner of the gambling stall, "Make it up, bring the 900 silver dollar bills, and let me make up for the missing ones!"

"Hehehehe! Boss Qiao, look at what you said, am I so ignorant? Haha!"

The owner of the gambling stall laughed, and turned around and ordered: "Third brother, go to the cashier and get a 1000 yuan silver dollar bill, be quick!"

Song Laosan responded, and ran quickly to the cashier. Not long after, he took a 1000-yuan silver bill and handed it to the owner of the gambling stall.

"My lord, would you like some time?"

The gambling stall owner politely handed the silver bill to Feinan.

He had already heard from Song Laosan that Fei Nan had won Chen Feihu hundreds of dollars, even pointed a gun at his head, and was able to walk out of the Hall of Heavenly Kings completely bearded, so he dared not offend him.

Taking the silver dollar bill without looking at it, Fei Nan stuffed it into his arms and thanked politely: "Thank you, Boss Zhao."

"It should be, it should be."

The boss of the gambling stall rubbed his hands nervously with a smile on his face, and just missed pushing Feinan to let him go quickly.

These days, the common people like cash, which is safe to hold in their hands. Therefore, although silver dollar bills are exchanged for the same value as silver dollars, their actual value is lower than that of cash.

However, even if the silver dollar notes depreciate, 1000 yuan silver dollar notes are still worth more than more than 800 yuan in cash.

Naturally, the boss of the gambling stall would not go to Qiao Fei to make up the difference, he was spending money to eliminate the disaster.

No one in the Huining Mansion understood Chen Feihu's temper better than him. This guy pointed a gun at Chen Feihu's head in front of his own soldiers and Qiao Fei. Can he still live?
In his opinion, Feinan, including the little girl in his arms, was already dead.

He didn't want to have any more contact with Feinan, and he would rather spend more money if he could send this plague god away as soon as possible.

Yawning again and again, Qiao Fei didn't want to linger any longer, and when Feinan got the money, he raised his hand to invite him to leave the gambling stall.

Song Laosan was about to send someone to move the basketful of oceans to the cashier for accounting, but Fei Nan suddenly stopped him.

When he came to the basket, Feinan reached in and grabbed Dayang's coppers, and said casually, "Take some change, write it down, remember to ask Boss Qiao to make up for the errands!"

"You use it, you use it."

The boss of the gambling stall repeatedly laughed and did not dare to dissuade him.

Holding a handful of ocean and going out, Qiao Fei's followers had already driven the carriage to the door.

Feinan didn't get in the car, but came to the wall outside the gambling stall. There were a few Huazi holding broken bowls nestled there. Seeing someone coming out, he held up his hands and begged weakly, hoping to meet the winner. The gambler who paid the money was in a good mood, rewarded with three melons and two dates, and survived the meal.

"Master, give me something to eat!"

"I've been hungry for three days..."

Seeing Feinan walking towards them, the Huazi perked up and sat up straighter.

Feinan saw them when they came, and when he came up close, he put an ocean in each of their bowls.

Hearing the crisp sound of the ocean colliding with the broken bowl, the Huazi looked at it in disbelief, hugged the broken bowl quickly, kowtowed to Feinan a few times on the ground, staggered up, turned around and ran away.

They want to replace the ocean with rice noodles as soon as possible. With one ocean, at least two people can survive this winter.

"Let's go!"

Feinan turned around and got into Qiao Fei's carriage.

The owner of the gambling stall stood outside the stall, watching the coachman drive the carriage and disappeared into the alley, when he heard the rumble of footsteps behind him, a group of soldiers with guns on their backs came out of the stall and ran towards the city gate .

"This is going to happen..."

The boss muttered something, shook his head and sighed, turned around and opened the thick cotton curtain.

The hustle and bustle and the heat disappeared at once, but as the cotton curtain fell, it was blocked inside.

The street outside the stall is still cold.

Sitting in the carriage, Qiao Fei laughed and thanked Feinan: "Brother Fei, I am very grateful for your help in helping me out."

Feinan shook his head: "I just want to win money."

"Then I also accept your love."

Qiao Fei yawned, reached out to touch the cigarette, but stopped, rubbed his eyes, looked at Fei Nan, and asked, "Brother Fei, tell me what is the relationship between you and Long Si? "

Feinan smiled and said, "I haven't seen him before."

He is telling the truth. Although he has mastered the inheritance of Dragon Four, he has never seen Dragon Four himself so far.

Looking at his expression, Qiao Fei nodded and said, "Whether it's true or not, I'll trust you for now, because you helped me."

"I'll have someone send you out of the city. Chen Yanming's speech is still a bit trustworthy. I probably won't touch you tonight, but it will be hard to say tomorrow."

"No, you'd better worry about yourself!"

Feinan declined his help. Chen Yanming had more conflicts with Qiao Fei than he did. Being with Qiao Fei would only make the goal more obvious.

"Don't be forceful."

Qiao Fei still wanted to persuade him again: "Chen Yanming is a small-minded person, and he has a good face. He won't talk about it and let it go. If you don't want to leave, you can move to my place. With me around, he dare not take you away." How is it?"

"Haha! I have my own way, thank you for your kindness."

Feinan laughed, looked out the window, and told the groom, "Just pull over at the intersection ahead."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Qiao Fei had no choice but to give up. He even sneezed a few times, but his addiction came up and he felt uncomfortable all over.

"I'm staying at the Tongyue Inn, Ah Choe! Before dawn, you can find me, Chen Yanming won't touch you... Ah Choo! Ah Choo!"

Feinan got out of the car, waved to him, and went to the restaurant.

At the alley not far away, a black shadow flashed past.

(End of this chapter)