Chen Ergou was furious, like a black blind man in a big mountain whose prey had been stolen by jackals.

  Almost every dog that can participate in this level of fighting has good endurance. If the two sides are evenly matched, it is rare for a prolonged battle to occur from the start and then be bitten due to exhaustion. Chen Er Gou was particularly confident in the bite he had personally raised, and the few dogs he handed over to Chen Yuan Shu may not have been superior in terms of biting skills, but after watching two matches, he believed that he would absolutely not lose in a prolonged battle.

  But in fact, the bit that had been dominant from the beginning not only failed to expand its endurance advantage as the battle dragged on, but instead showed signs of fatigue. Chen Erdog, who was watching and directing from the sidelines, was helpless about this. The opposing bit, on the other hand, became more and more courageous as it fought, reversing the normal state of affairs and becoming vigorous and powerful, suppressing the bit under Chen Yuanshu's name to the point where it had almost no room for counterattack.

  Chen Ergou stood in the corner, hastily adjusting his tie, and caught a glimpse of Chen Jia's eldest sister sitting quietly in the stands. He felt a twinge of guilt for losing the dog and the money, but more so, a surge of nameless irritation. He wasn't sad about his misfortune, but rather, he was angry that he hadn't put up a fight.

  That defeated dog was bitten to death by the opponent from head to toe, and Chen Er Gou did not stop the opponent's intention to kill his dog. He really couldn't think of any reason why this dog shouldn't die. Chen Yuan Shu's more than 100,000 yuan was lost in less than 20 minutes because most players bet on the opponent's dog winning, so the dog fighting arena also lost at least half a million.

  "Long live!" shouted Tong Wei outside the court, wishing he could immediately buy tens of thousands of firecrackers to hang out and celebrate nationwide.

  "Is this guy fleeing to Nanjing just to engage in dog breeding and fighting?" Wu Huang laughed.

  "It's also too showy, Nanjing and Shanghai are just a few steps away, doesn't he know that the Suzhou-Shanghai circle is just so big? If we say it's not easy for us or Xiongzi to find him in Nanjing, but if he wants to make a living here, even if we don't bump into him, he'll eventually be caught." Tan Xin furrowed his brow and said.

  "Talk about him, can he understand this? He's called a small person who gets arrogant after achieving success. Look at what he's wearing now, it's completely different from the shabby look he had when we saw him outside the bar last time. He must have gotten lucky or stepped on someone's toes. No real skills, just knows how to take shortcuts and do evil things. Let's see how long it takes for him to get knocked back down to where he belongs." Duan Yao said disdainfully.

  "Little rascal, you have an irreconcilable feud with that guy?" Xu Beichen asked with a playful smile.

  "Almost." Du Ying nodded solemnly.

  "But if I had to say, it's definitely Zhao Kunpeng who you're protecting, he's gone too far. He was just defending himself, otherwise how would a ordinary citizen dare to hurt someone with a knife? You're not distinguishing right from wrong and are only helping your own kind, aren't you afraid of wrongly accusing good people?" Xu Beichen's words hit the nail on the head.

  Her way of thinking is very straightforward and simple, Su Yun wants to refute, but after racking her brains, she finds that her theory doesn't seem to hold up, so she simply ignores Xu Beichen. In the eyes of this little girl, helping relatives is a matter of course, and the life and death struggle of small people is something she doesn't understand or want to understand. She's not the kind of woman who takes depth as a benchmark, she's just a simple girl with a good family background, high demands for quality of life, a small but tight circle, and no intention of hurting others, nor does she hope that others will hurt her.

  "Little comma, I bet you'll end up liking this nickname 'Er Gou' (Second Dog) old man." Xu Bei Chan smiled slyly.

  As soon as these words came out, Tan Xin and Wu Huang were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

  "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll let Tan Xin Jie cut ties with you."

  Dong Ou rolled her eyes and threw an apple at Xu Bei Chan, scolding: "You're crazy!"

  Yu Hanliang, who was sitting with several prominent figures in the Nanjing business circle, glanced at Chen Ergou with a strange smile, seemingly scrutinizing him. As soon as their eyes met, he quickly looked away and continued chatting with the big shots beside him. The fifty thousand yuan had vanished into thin air, but his demeanor remained calm and composed, which made Chen Ergou extremely disgusted. After obtaining his consent, the staff dragged Bi Te away, and Chen Ergou returned to his seat in the stands. Chen Yuanshu seemed unconcerned about this loss and joked, "When you get married, I'll give you a thinner red envelope for Cao Jingjian."

  "What the hell!" Chen Ergou said with a sullen face, taking a big drag on his cigarette. If he won this game according to the odds, it would be an 180,000 yuan profit, but if he lost, it would be a loss of 130,000 yuan. The result was a swing of around 300,000 yuan, and Chen Ergou, who had never been in control of such a large amount of money before, felt like he was falling from heaven to hell. His hands were still shaking at this moment, mixed with uncontrollable excitement and anxiety. In terms of calmness and composure, Chen Ergou might not be inferior to Banger Xiao Ye and White Horse Tan Huahua, but when it came to money, especially six or seven-figure sums, Chen Ergou's mental state was far from comparable to that of Yu Hanliang, who had a net worth of at least tens of millions.

  Chen Yuanshu had a strong interest in admiring that profile, not to mention being flustered like an ant on a hot pot, but with a face that couldn't hide the intense disappointment and unwilling struggle. Chen Yuanshu had never been short of money in her life, and even when she invested, there were times when she lost money. When she was young, she was reckless, following a senior who is now in prison for manipulating the stock market. The numbers she played with back then would probably scare today's Chen Ergou to death if spoken out loud. Yet, at that time, she remained resilient, still enjoying spa treatments, soaking in hot springs, and attending blind dates as usual, sleeping and eating without any abnormalities. This experience may be something that Chen Ergou will never be able to go through or appreciate in his lifetime, which is the special privilege of being a child of a red family.

  Chen Yuanshu was well-versed in the male psyche and familiar with the rules of the game in the world of men, so she didn't utter any silly comforting words, as that would be like rubbing salt into a wound. She just smiled and said: "Ergou, siblings will settle accounts clearly, I'll remember this debt on your head."

  "Sister, it's settled then. I'll definitely win this money back tonight." Chen Ergou gritted his teeth and said.

  Chen Yuanshu was about to say something, but suddenly swallowed her words and calmly said: "Do you want me to lend you 150,000? Anyway, there are still two games left, you bet on one game, if you win, you can return it to me."

  "Sister, do you have cash?" Chen Ergou asked suspiciously.

  "Don't worry about this, I have some connections with Yu Hanliang, borrowing 150,000 is no problem, in the dog fighting arena anyone might not have cash, but Yu Hanliang is an exception." Chen Yuanshu said with a smile.

  Chen Yuanshu got up and went to the entrance of the dog fighting arena, made a phone call, and Yu Hanliang indeed rushed over at the first time. After two or three minutes, they reached an agreement, and the two returned separately. After sitting down, Chen Yuanshu said to Chen Ergou: "You can go place your bet now, 150,000 yuan. This round is about to start, you can only bet on the second-to-last round."

  Chen Ergou ran out and when he returned to the dog fighting arena, Yu Hanliang made a phone call.

  Chen Erdou's bet on that dog fight had odds of 1 to 1, meaning it was a match with an even chance of winning or losing. When the result was finally announced, Chen Erdou smiled wryly, having lost 150,000 yuan in just 9 minutes. Chen Yuanshu didn't give him time to regret, but instead smiled and said: "Do you want me to lend you another 400,000? Because of the odds problem with the last match, investing 400,000 instead of 300,000 is the only way to win back the lost money in one go."

  "Four hundred thousand?" Chen Ergou took a cold breath.

  "4 million, to me, is just a sentence. To gamble or not, it's also up to you." Chen Yuanshu said calmly, picking up a cup of wine and taking a light sip, seemingly casual: "If you lose again, you still have Hei Chou (Black Panther), I'll lend you another 10 million to gamble once more. That means you still have at least two chances tonight to turn the tables around. You can't possibly lose four times in one night, right?"

  Chen Ergou hesitated.

  His life's first discovery was that there is something in the world more colorful and venomous than women, that is money. A gamble that can control six or seven digits with one breath, it's a thrilling and tempting game, like a white, tender and smooth beauty.

  "I'm going to gamble." Chen Ergou said with his head down.

  Chen Yuanshu's eyes were complex, and she let out a soft sigh, as if she had seen the most unwelcome scene. She downed the glass of wine in one gulp, slowly getting up, knowing that tonight she had lost not just the 70 million, but also her largest hidden investment in recent years. A wave of unspeakable pain washed over her, and she thought of three words: yellow, gamble, poison. Chen Yuanshu knew that these three words were the biggest obstacles that men inside and outside the circle would encounter at some point in their lives. She had never dealt with men who had anything to do with these three things, as this was a well-known rule in the circle. In her opinion, men who indulged in yellow were often heartless, and heartlessness was almost equivalent to being unscrupulous. Doing business or making friends with such people would be a mistake, and it was highly likely that they would drag you down. As for poison, it went without saying that unless someone had great willpower, who could quit? But what Chen Yuanshu hated the most was gamble. The other two things might not necessarily lead to financial ruin, but gambling was different. Even if a man had a lot of money and made a fortune every day, he still couldn't withstand the temptation of the gaming table. She had seen too many domestic politicians and business elites who had risen to prominence only to fall and lose everything in casinos in Macau, Las Vegas, the China-North Korea border, and Vietnam. Only a few people knew that her uncle had actually died at a secret gaming table on an island in Zhoushan, rather than in a car accident as reported to the outside world. Before his death, he had cut off his own finger and sworn to his family that he would never gamble again. Chen Yuanshu's only boyfriend who had made it to the point of discussing marriage had also fallen at the gaming table. Originally a man destined for greatness, he had been defeated by another man with more cunning and background in a series of plots, revealing the dark side of human nature to Chen Yuanshu. She didn't hate that despicable man who had abandoned her; she knew that a man without a strong sense of self-control would eventually be corrupted by wealth and power, so she was more aware than anyone else of the enormous temptation of the word "gamble". She hoped that men would be brave and competitive in their careers, but she never wanted to see a man approach a gaming table, even if it was just to spend a single dollar.

  Chen Yuanshu called You Hanliang again.

  "1.4 million, two bets, give me an account, and I'll transfer the money tonight." Chen Yuanshu faced Yu Hanliang, nicknamed "Dog King", although she didn't have a good impression of this notorious man, but still forced out a polite smile in social situations. Of course, she was only smiling because she wanted to borrow money. Nowadays, it's hard to find someone who can lend Chen Yuanshu money in Nanjing. Yu Hanliang, who is familiar with the temperament and legendary life of the Chen family's eldest daughter, isn't a fool, so he didn't dare think that this was an opportunity to take advantage of her misfortune and ask for an exorbitant price. He just smiled and asked tentatively: "Really sorry to have made you lose twice, don't mind, do we? Why don't we just forget about borrowing or not borrowing, and consider today as me inviting you to attend a gathering?"

  "It doesn't matter. Losing is better."

  Chen Yuanshu sneered, seeing the stunned Yu Hanliang, hesitated for a moment, sighed in her heart, "Tell Chen Fushe, I'm not feeling well, I'll go back first."

  The two of them chatted briefly before parting ways.

  Yu Hanying turned around in dismay, while Chen Yuanshu walked straight to the iconic Maserati, standing beside it without opening the door. To her, whether Chen Fusheng won or lost was no longer meaningful. In her eyes, Chen Fusheng held an extraordinary position, but not enough to change her life's creed of nearly twenty years. She looked up at the gloomy sky and suddenly felt a chill, crossing her arms to warm herself. Despite her disappointment, she still hoped that the young man who had once carried so much of her expectation would not lose utterly.

  A coat was suddenly draped over her.

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