Son-in-law From Dark World

C39 Contract Mortgage



C39 Contract Mortgage

Qin Feng mumbled to himself.    

    

"Fatty, how about it? You still dare not to buy it?"    

    

Qin Feng, who was holding a card in his hand, asked with a smile.    

    

"You also want to buy a hammer? It's already 21 points to the top!"    

    

The fatty pursed his lips, helplessly scratched his head and said.    

    

"There are still 22 points. If you buy it, you will win. Do you dare?"    

    

Qin Feng squinted his eyes and stared at the fatty. He stretched out a finger and made a provocation with contempt.    

    

Fatty was silent for a long time, while Qin Feng laughed and said sarcastically. He had already won for sure, and if he were to split the chips, he could still get an extra million.    

    

As for Fatty, he could not stand it any longer. He did not care about the money, but he could not stand watching money go to waste either.    

    

However, like Qin Feng said, he still had a chance. If he didn't have a chance, then it would be despair.    

    

However, there was still the Spades' A. As long as he got it, he would be able to win against Qin Feng. This was the true pinnacle of cards, and there was no such thing as a draw anymore.    

    

Humans, when met with a sliver of an opportunity or a thought, would be restless.    

    

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling Fatty became. Ten minutes later, just when Qin Feng was about to split the money, he gritted his teeth, reached under the table and took out a satchel. He then took out a document.    

    

"This is a new project I got, I will not lose it, at least it will be worth 1 million, I will make a bet with you!"    

    

Since Fatty was really angry, Qin Feng had already felt it.    

    

This time, he had no way out. He had to take this gamble.    

    

"About that, I don't think I have any money left. How about we stop playing?"    

    

Qin Feng frowned. He said something that almost made the baldy collapse and the fatty commit suicide.    

    

You've been f * cking saying that you don't want to play the whole night. Every game, you're going to go along with it and shout the loudest.    

    

"There's no need for you to bet. I'll buy a card. You still have one left. Let's see who has the better luck and decide the outcome!"    

    

The fatty waved his hand nonchalantly. He was too lazy to argue with Qin Feng. If they both lost, they would at most split it equally and his contract would not be included in the wager.    

    

When Qin Feng heard this, he agreed.    

    

"Fine, I'll bet with you!"    

    

After the fatty heard this, he shouted loudly, "Issue the cards to me!"    

    

The dealer directly took one for him.    

    

He used all the strength he had left to drink, his fat stomach was on the table, and he was blowing his poker card with all his might. He was almost out of breath, and his eyes were bloodshot.    

    

This time, Fatty was serious.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

When Fatty threw out the red heart A, he stomped his foot and his fat body trembled.    

    

"Forget it, I'll split it with you!"    

    

The fat guy waved his hand and sighed.    

    

"That might not be the case. My cards have not been seen yet?"    

    

Qin Feng shook his head and said.    

    

The fatty curled his lips in disdain as he stared at him with a face full of mockery.    

    

He didn't believe that Qin Feng would really be lucky enough to get an A in spades.    

    

"Hehe, I admit that you're lucky tonight. However, if you can get an A for the spades, I, Zhou Hong, will call you my relative."    

    

However, before he finished saying "dad", Qin Feng slowly flipped the card in his hand.    

    

When the A's appeared before everyone's eyes, it caused an uproar and caused a series of screams.    

    

The bald man, who was standing behind Qin Feng, bit his finger and forgot about the pain.    

    

The fatty's face had already turned pale. He collapsed onto a chair and panted heavily.    

    

As for the female elder sister, she was looking at Qin Feng with a face full of worship!    

    

"Brother Fatty, what did you say just now? It was too soft, I didn't hear it."    

    

Qin Feng asked the fatty with a complacent smile as he jumped onto the chips.    

    

The fat man gave a cold snort. Without another word, he stood up and left.    

    

"Big Bro baldy, come here for a bit."    

    

Qin Feng kept his chips and sat down on the table, swinging his legs back and forth.    

    

The baldy was stunned for a long time. After entering the alleyway, a plan to pull and pull was not possible tonight.    

    

"The five hundred thousand yuan that Lin Wan'er owes you. Take it and give me the promissory note."    

    

Qin Feng pointed at the chips on the table. He had a cigar delivered by a waiter in his mouth.    

    

Baldy nodded his head. He didn't even dare to fart. It was impossible for someone with millions on their side to fight with him.    

    

Since it was now, he might as well take the opportunity to collect the money. At least he had completed his previous mission.    

    

Only after exchanging Qin Feng's chips did the bald man know how much Qin Feng had won in such a short time.    

    

Excluding his capital, he had won a total of four million!    

    

There was also an additional contract, and even Fatty said that it was worth a million yuan was too little.    

    

This was because he had repaid the debt with the contract. It was a proposal, the exact value of which he had not calculated before. However, he had also heard from the secretary that the contract was enough to repay the debt.    

    

After a while, Lin Wan'er and her father were released by the baldy. When they arrived in front of Qin Feng, they were filled with gratitude.    

    

"Qin Feng, thank you so much. I will definitely repay you …"    

    

Lin Wan'er walked up to Qin Feng and took his hand, expressing her sincere gratitude.    

    

Qin Feng seemed to be the only one who could take out 500,000 yuan in one go to save her. All these years, she had seen too many realistic people and no longer held any hope for others.    

    

If one day she were to marry into a good family, she would definitely abandon her mother.    

    

"Hehe, you're called Qin Feng, right? You must be my daughter's boyfriend. I'm really short on money recently. Look …"    

    

At this moment, Mr. Lin came closer with a fawning expression on his face. However, his flattering smile looked so disgusting in Qin Feng's eyes.    

    

He believed that one day, if this old fogey got too anxious, he would even be able to sell Lin Wan'er. Although it would be against the law, this old fogey's morals were beyond hope.    

    

Qin Feng felt that Lin Wan'er's troubles had nothing to do with him since he could see her again. He used to be as wild as the wind and had no home to return to, but he was still considered a hooligan in school.    

    

Later on, he fell in love with Lin Wan'er and gave up all the bad habits on his body and the smell of tobacco on his body. He stopped drinking and fighting, and only learned well every day.    

    

They confirmed the relationship of a relationship and two years of being together made Qin Feng cherish this girl even more.    

    

Until one day, she was taken away by a BMW, and after she saw her again, they parted.    

    

There wasn't much of a reason, and it was simple to say that Qin Feng was too poor to satisfy the school belle Lin Wan'er at that time.    

    

"Dad, you're crazy!" Lin Wan'er looked at her father with distaste, but there was a little bit of anticipation in hearing him say that he was Wan'er's boyfriend.    

    

She secretly looked at Qin Feng to see his reaction.    

    

"Uncle, are you short on money?"    

    

Qin Feng smiled and casually handed it over to Mr. Lin, saying, "Take it, slowly flower it, there's no need to be so polite with me."    

    


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