"Mr. Wan, don't worry, after you join our company, your salary will definitely be good, and there will be dividends. Millions a year are not a problem."

Wan Qianqiu smiled bitterly and said, "I'd better have you come early."

Yang Qiuyu sighed in a low voice and said, "This is fate, luck! Mortals cannot control it. By the way, Sikongcheng's wife, sister, and daughter have all mastered the information. You can check it out at night and lock a target first, and then we will

Start acting.”

Before the revenge plan was implemented, Wan Qianqiu still lived in the Bowang Hotel.

After dinner in the evening, Wan Qianqiu opened the folder and started reading.

Sikongcheng's wife is called Ma Chunfang, daughter is called Sikongyu, and sister is called Sikongjing.

Ma Chunfang is 35 years old, 3 years older than him, Sikong Yu is 21 years older than her, and Sikong Jing is 32 years old, the same year as him.

Ma Chunfang has a position as the deputy general manager in the furniture factory in the empty city of the old company. Every day, he spends mahjong, shopping, and having fun, and his life is enjoyable.

After watching it for more than an hour, Wan Qianqiu decided to start with Ma Chunfang first.

The next morning, Wan Qianqiu went to Yang Qiuyu's room.

"Mr. Yang, I've read the information. I think Ma Chunfang's best move."

Yang Qiuyu said: "Are you good at picking up girls?"

"Not amazing..."

"Hey, then are you sure you still have to take revenge?"

"I'll act this as a script, and you guys make a script for me."

"good!"

Next, we discussed how to attack Ma Chunfang, and for this, we also invited a senior male public relations majoring in psychology and three nightclubs.

It took two days to discuss the plan to pick up girls.

A careful plan was formulated.

Ma Chunfang’s biggest hobby is to bet, and he should first take what he likes.

A mahjong hall she often goes to is on the 3rd floor of Dongcheng Building. It is the best mahjong hall in this area. At that time, there were very few mahjong halls, and this mahjong hall had already used mahjong hall.

Wan Qianqiu wore a gray shirt with a collar, a pair of narrow-legged pants sewn after work, and an LV leather bag in his hand, walked into the mahjong hall.

This mahjong hall is divided into two parts, one hall, and the local dialect is called Zhakai, which means two floors. One is that there is no fixed set, so you can get it by yourself and play as you go; the other is that it means grouping.

There is also a private room, which is divided into ordinary private rooms and luxurious private rooms.

Just talk about the luxurious private rooms, which offer three meals and late-night snacks, and they eat big fish, big meat and seafood. The owner of the mahjong restaurant is very good at doing business and hires a retired chef. The taste of this dish is comparable to that of a big hotel.

Of course, the fee in the luxury private room is also high, and the fees are charged. Hu Yiba has to give the boss half a share of the work. For example, Hu Yiba is 100 yuan, and he only needs to tap 5 yuan. If you calculate it this way, you can still do it for a day.

It can make a lot of money.

In the luxury private room, the game is very big. Often, 8 games are started at tens of thousands. The boss draws 500, and there is no problem in playing 10 games a day. It’s just 5,000. It’s so much to serve three meals and late-night snacks.

Add fruit, it's understandable.

Before Wan Qianqiu came, Yang Qiuyu had already told him about the situation in the mahjong hall. Ma Chunfang played cards in a luxurious private room, the roads were paved, and the scripts were performed.

Whether you succeed or not depends on Wan Qianqiu's ability.

After entering the mahjong hall, Wan Qianqiu took a walk around the hall first.

There was a table empty and Wan Qianqiu sat on it, "Boss, drive piles!"

"Piling" means counting. Tell the boss that I have sat down. The rule of the Bowangcheng Mahjong Hall is that as long as you sit down and play, you must say hello to the boss and give you a card slot, which records the number of times you have been playing.

The one who came was not the boss. Anyway, those who ran the hall and those who watched the show were called the boss. The real boss was taking care of him in the private room, or they were just making up the numbers to play cards with the rich.

After getting into the card slot, Wan Qianqiu started to play cards with him. The three girls, two aunts, one young woman, and a local.

"Oh, young man, you look like the boss." The aunt is in her 60s and looks up and down.

"Can you tell this?" Wan Qianqiu asked with a smile.

"You said this, don't look at me as old, but when I was young, I was a tailor. Your clothes are customized, right? You look at the needles on the cuffs, all of which are hand-made needles.

The sewing buttons are also hand-made. I can tell the buttons on the buttons and hand-made buttons at a glance!" The aunt smashed her mouth a few times, said with a sly smile, "The old man just now, I hit it.

In the game, you ran away after losing 200 yuan. It’s boring, you have to play for a while.”

"It depends on the situation. I'm not very excited to play if I'm too small."

"Oh, this is right, then let's get bigger?" The aunt and the aunt wearing glasses on the opposite side made a color.

The auntie in glasses said, "Then do you usually fight too much?"

"I'm 1,000 yuan a piece."

The two aunts were stunned. One piece was 1,000, and the other piece was 6,000.

"It's so big!" The young woman couldn't hold it in, "I'm so rich to come to the mahjong hall? Is it really rich? Or pretend?"

Wan Qianqiu is not vague. He took out a stack of money from his bag and had 50,000 yuan.

The three women were shocked. There was no mobile payment in that era, but cash was the era when cash was king.

When you see so much money, you will know that Wan Qianqiu is the rich man.

"Then we can't fight that big. You have to go to the luxury private room." The young woman said, looking at the stack of money enviously.

"Oh? There are luxury private rooms here?"

"Yes, I will tell the boss later, you can play with us first." The old lady with glasses could no longer hold back.

"Okay, let's have fun first."

"We play for a small amount, 10 yuan a piece," said the aunt.

"OK!"

The young woman and the two aunts are neighbors. After playing for a long time, they have a tacit understanding. There is no reason not to slaughter such a good "fat pig".

The three of them were tacit and cooperated with each other.

After playing a game, I didn't even have a chance.

"Oh, it's so bad!" Wan Qianqiu shook his head and said.

"The luck will come when you play a few more games." The aunt said with a smile.

"The main thing is that I have no energy, I will lose a little bit." Wan Qianqiu gave them money. According to the script, first let others know that you have money in the hall, and then go to the luxury private room.

After another two hours of fighting, Ma Chunfang came in from the gate. After that, two rich people dressed in dress, one by one, one by one. Everyone called him Saner and the daughter was Bingbing.

They are all fixed brand friends of Ma Chunfang. San'er is a supermarket owner, Bingbing is a housewife, and her husband runs a foreign trade company.

The luxurious private rooms are very big, and the cards are basically recognized by regular knowledge.

After entering the luxury box, Ma Chunfang said, "Why haven't Yanping come yet?"

"Who knows, I've called and urged me, saying that the car was hit." San'er said.

"It's not the case that you wait." Bingbingyou said annoyedly.

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