Chapter 306 [306] Does This Young Man Have a Mine at Home?

"Is this watch from Vacheron Constantin? It doesn't look cheap."

"I estimate it's at least several hundred thousand. It seems that this young man has a good family background."

"Several hundred thousand? Are you kidding? I'm afraid that several hundred thousand can't even buy a watch chain."

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated? If several hundred thousand can't even buy a watch chain, how much does this watch cost?"

"This is the Tour de l'Ile series of Vacheron Constantin. As far as I know, it's at least more than 9 million."

"Damn, there must be a limit to your nonsense. More than 9 million to buy a watch? Do you think we are fools?"

"Why would I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can search it online."

"Oh my god, it's really more than 9 million?"

"Wearing a watch worth more than 9 million? Does this young man have a mine at home?"

"Isn't he wearing an A-grade watch?"

When Tang Feng deliberately showed the watch on his wrist, several people in the billiard hall began to talk about it.

At first, some people expressed doubts, but after searching the Internet, everyone was shocked.

Those who can come to this private gambling game are all wealthy people.

If it is just a watch worth hundreds of thousands, it is not worth their fuss.

But if it is a sky-high watch worth nine million, the meaning is different.

After all, watches are not a rigid demand, in other words, they are dispensable.

How rich must the family be to spend more than nine million to buy a dispensable watch?

"Mr. Fan, I think this little brother looks kind, let him join our gambling game."

Someone reacted first and began to plead for Tang Feng.

Others also reacted and followed suit.

"Yes, Mr. Fan, I think you are a little too cautious. It's not a big deal to break an exception occasionally."

"This little brother was brought here by Boss Zhang. We still believe in Boss Zhang's character."

"That's right. We have been playing with Boss Zhang for more than half a year. How can we not know what kind of person he is?"

"I welcome this little brother to join with both hands..."

Fan Ziqiu saw that everyone started to speak for Tang Feng. If he strongly opposed it again, he would undoubtedly be against everyone.

"Since you all agree, then you play. I won't participate." After saying that, he found a chair and sat down to play mobile games.

Everyone smiled at each other and didn't say anything more. They immediately invited Tang Feng to join the game.

Tang Feng glanced at Fan Ziqiu and silently joined the gambling game.

Although Fan Ziqiu seemed to be playing mobile games, he was actually paying attention to the gambling game over there.

He has always been conservative in doing things. For things that he is not sure of, he would rather miss the opportunity than take risks.

Many people may say that he is a coward, but it is precisely because of this trait that he has come to where he is today and has gained Qin's trust, and has entrusted him with many confidential matters.

Zhang Fuchun came with a newcomer without his consent, which gave him a bad feeling.

So he wanted to stay out of it for the time being, observe this young man first, and then make a decision.

In short, it is better to be safe than sorry.

"Brother Tang, let me tell you the rules first." A man with a mole on the corner of his mouth looked at Tang Feng while shuffling the cards.

"You talk, I listen."

Tang Feng found a chair to sit down, took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, and rolled up his shirt sleeves. The watch worth nine million became more dazzling.

The man took his eyes off his wrist with difficulty, "We are playing poker today, with a base of 1,000 yuan, and each follow-up investment cannot be less than 1,000 yuan. The settlement will be made immediately after each round, and no arrears will be made."

Tang Feng nodded, "Got it."

The man smiled with satisfaction and began to deal cards to everyone.

Tang Feng observed his movements and did not find any cheating. It seemed that this private gambling game was quite clean.

But it made sense when you think about it. In this kind of private gambling game, everyone knows each other well, and no one will cheat here.

According to the order of dealing cards, he was ranked third.

The two people in front of him looked at the cards, both looked depressed, and threw the cards away.

"Brother Xiao Tang, it's your turn." The man reminded.

Tang Feng calmly turned on the system scan and knew the cards of the remaining people.

Among them, Zhang Fuchun had the largest cards, two A's and a 10.

And the largest card in his hand was only a K.

However, he did not discard the cards immediately, but followed the bet for two rounds before throwing them away.

To perform a full set of plays, of course there must be wins and losses.

If you win every round, how can you lure Fan Ziqiu into the trap?

As expected, Zhang Fuchun won the first round.

Including the base money, the total win was nearly 20,000.

Except Tang Feng, everyone else brought cash and paid off the bets.

And Tang Feng also asked Zhang Fuchun for his account number and transferred the money he lost to him.

However, Zhang Fuchun was worried about the safety of his wife and daughter, so although he won the money, there was no smile on his face.

The man with a mole on the corner of his mouth asked curiously, "Old Zhang, what happened to you tonight? You look listless. Did your wife run away with someone?"

"Hahaha..."

Other people at the gambling table laughed.

They had known each other for a long time, and they could make some slightly excessive jokes.

"No, I was a little busy at work these days, and I was a little tired." Zhang Fuchun hurriedly made up for it, and glanced at Tang Feng at the same time.

Tang Feng remained calm and continued to play cards.

In the next few games, he controlled the rhythm and kept the winning and losing ratio at 3:7.

Basically, he lost one game and won two games.

After a few games, he had won nearly 100,000 yuan.

This made those who wanted to use him as a fat pig scratch their heads anxiously.

"Okay, brother Tang, I didn't expect you to be so lucky. You've won nearly 100,000 yuan, right?" The man with a mole on the corner of his mouth glanced at the pile of banknotes in front of Tang Feng and said sourly.

"It's not a matter of luck, it's a matter of skill." Tang Feng's words were a bit annoying, and the faces of several people present showed displeasure.

What is a technical problem?

Does it mean that their skills are too bad?