A Fateful Antidote

A charming woman in a cheongsam walked up to Lorry and asked, “Miss Moore?”

Lorry lifted her eyes slightly and nodded. The woman smiled politely, “This way, please.”

Across the private pool, she was led to a more secluded room on the other side. When the door opened, the woman smiled at her and said, “Please come in.

Lorry walked in slowly. The interior was decorated in a classical style. About six or seven men were sitting on the sofa, casually sipping red wine. Two beautiful women sat next to two men. Although Lorry didn’t pay attention to the entertainment circle, she was sure that the woman with the long brown hair was a popular star, because she had seen her advertising photo on the yogurt carton.

Just as she was staring at the beautiful star, the man sitting innermost looked up. Lorry recognized the charismatic man at a glance. He was the man who had appeared at the Kongfu School yesterday. Lorry knew immediately who her employer was.

Meanwhile, Wilfred said to her, “Come here.

Lorry pushed down the brim of her hat and walked toward him. Martin, who was sitting next to him, put down his glass of wine and smiled, “Why? Are you kidding? I thought you didn’t touch women?”

Wilfred sat casually on the leather sofa with his white cardigan unbuttoned and said lazily, “I’m pure in nature. You’ve thought too much.”

He slanted his eyes toward the beautiful woman beside Marting, “No Wonder. What you said reflected what you thought. Martin, you should take care of your health.”

Martin put his arm around the girl and smiled, “Don’t worry about me, man. I’m very healthy.”

Wilfred didn’t pay attention to Martin anymore. The brown-haired star was Nicole, who often appeared in all kinds of movies and TV shows. She was a kind of famous second line actress.

But since Lorry came in, her face had not been very pretty.

When Lorry came over, Nicole took the opportunity to walk over to Wilfred with a glass of wine in her hand.

But Wilfred didn’t look at her. He stared at Lorry as she approached and suddenly asked, “Do you play mahjong?”

“No,” Lorry was stunned.

Wilfred polished his beads and slowly stood up, “Well, help me to lose some money.”

“??? ”

Wilfred didn’t give Nicole even a glance and walked aside. Nicole could only pause her steps.

Barack told Nicole that he could introduce her to the crown prince of the Spencer family tonight. She had been here all night, but didn’t even have chance to say a word to Wilfred. Several people urged Wilfred to send her home tonight, but the girl came out and destroyed her plan.

Lorry followed Wilfred to the mahjong table. Three men came over from the sofa and prepared to play. Lorry stood at the table feeling awkward.

She didn’t know how to play mahjong. And these men were playing for high stakes. How could she lose a large amount of her employer’s money on her first day of work?

Wilfred had already sat down on the single sofa behind Lorry and told her to sit down.

Lorry looked at him awkwardly. But he asked calmly, “I heard that you were the number one science student last year. So it would be easy for you to use formulas.”

Lorry didn’t understand the connection between the highest score in the exam and playing mahjong.

Wilfred’s eyes behind the glasses were filled with an elegant sparkle. He waved at her. As Lorry leaned toward him, he spoke slowly, “They are playing flower tiles. The 144 tiles, including circle, bamboo, and character tiles from 1 to 9, are multiplied by 4 each, which makes 108. Spring, summer, fall, winter, plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum tiles add up to 8 tiles. The 7 honor tiles are multiplied by 4 each, making 28. The dealer starts with 14 tiles and the player with 13. The winning rule is nAAA + mABC + DD. M and n can also be 0, 147, 258 and 369. You can defensively calculate backwards. As for the other rules, just follow them. Got it?”

Lorry ran his words through her brain and nodded, “Yes.”

Wilfred said lightly, “Good. Go and play.”

The quintessence of Chinese culture, developed over three or four thousand years, was explained by Wilfred in a few words. More importantly, he dared to teach and she dared to learn.

A beautiful woman in cheongsam arranged the chips. Lorry picked up the smallest green chip marked “1”. She turned around and asked Wilfred, “What does that mean?” She had thought that the green chip was worth ￥100.

But Wilfred casually replied, “￥10,000.