Fu Jixianli accompanied the old man around, and time passed by little by little.

In summary, this afternoon, a "purposeless wandering" was highlighted, which seemed to be three points of health preservation and seven points of boredom... Fu Jixianli just thought that he was dedicating his love and caring for the elderly in the empty nest.

It was not until in the evening that Nao Murata got off the car and bought a dafuku (Japanese dessert, about the same as glutinous rice dumplings), and then they drove towards their clear destination.

"Li Jun, can you play cards?"

"Card? Which card?"

Fu Jixianli thought the other party was talking about playing cards. Regarding this kind of thing, he was very good at drawing turtles in his previous life and had a deep understanding of how to win... As for other playing methods, they were all ordinary or slag-smash.

“Mahjong.”

Well, it turns out that it is such a card?

"Learn a little, you can play."

You can play and play cards, but don't expect him to kill all the people at the poker table. It's unrealistic for someone who has neither talent nor has special training.

Unless he cheats out.

"It's fine to play. Next, there is a game of cards. If we add the two of us, the number of people is just right..."

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, the car parked at the door of a chess and card room.

After saying hello to the boss, Nao Murata took Fu Jixianri straight to the innermost private room. Open the door and entered it, Fu Jixianri found that two people were already sitting inside.

The two men were fat and thin, and looked similar to Murata's age. Their dresses made Fu Jixian think of the old man walking in the park in summer in an old man's vest... In short, it felt very casual.

He figured it out that his task today was to play with the old man.

"Murata, you're a little late."

The person with a relatively round body spoke like this.

"It's two people that are too early, I'm not late... I brought condolences." Murata Nao looked at his watch and confirmed that he had just grasped the time, and then he put the bag of Dafu on the mahjong table.

"Is this Sui Jiang's son? I didn't expect it to be so old... It's so fast, and it feels like decades have passed in a flash."

It is believed that the growth rate of younger generations exceeds understanding and lament that time flies, which is a necessary process for older people to gather and talk.

"Well, the young master was studying in the United States before, and something happened in the middle. Now he is back in China."

Fu Jixianli was stunned for a while before he realized which god "Suijiang" was referring to... isn't it his real mother?

However, this method of addressing a kindergarten girl is so misunderstood.

He cheered up a little, and knew the little things. Through a small way of calling, he could tell that the other party's identity seemed unusual. After paying a little attention, he found that although Nao Murata was communicating with the other party equally, his posture was actually relatively low.

"I heard that the car accident has almost caused other storms."

"Young people should learn to protect themselves and recover."

The thin old man said this.

"Yes, thank you two old gentlemen for your concern..."

Fu Jixianri seized the break of the conversation and greeted them... Murata Naoto did not explain the purpose of the trip to him, so he could only try not to mess up the matter.

"The number of people is already all, let's start."

Murata smiled, and he placed Dafu on the low table beside him, and then signaled Fu Jixianri to sit down.

Then shuffle the cards, draw cards.

Strangely, this group of people don’t need to have a fully automatic mahjong table, so they have to do it themselves.

The next thing is to play cards while chatting. The main reason is that Nao Murata is communicating with the fat old man, and the thin man is less talking... Fu Jixianri doesn't interrupt at all.

While paying attention to those unpainable conversations, he was careful not to avoid Hu Dapai.

It was not until after several laps that Fu Jixianli heard some more useful information.

"I heard that Fu Jixian is rectifying the industry. How is the process going? Is it going smoothly?"

"It's very smooth, the framework has been decided, and you can implement it according to the established plan."

"That's good. In this era, you have to give up what you should give up... It's too difficult to keep catching people. It's great to be able to catch money now."

"Well, it is precisely because we understand this principle that we are determined to make changes. Such changes are what everyone wants to see, but... there are some young boys in the middle who seem to want to make trouble."

"Is it a young boy?" The fat old man shook his head. "The so-called political activities are not about how much achievements can be made. The key point is how to increase friends and reduce enemies without making mistakes..."

"Yes, but the simpler the truth is, the less likely it is to be seen through - there are many people who are smart."

"After all, I'm young," the fat old man glanced at Fu Jixianli, who was thinking about how to play cards. After thinking about it, he said, "Don't make people panic."

"How could it be? We are just fighting back, and smart people can understand it."

The other party seemed to have been convinced, and he sighed, "Just just grasp the right measure, too stupid people... it's really unsuccessful. Dafu will give me one, just one. When you get older, you can't do your teeth. Let the rest be given to the young people."

Obviously, this young man specifically refers to Fu Jixianli.

The fat old man reached out to take a big blessing, and then signaled another person to come. The thin man waved his hand and said that he was smoking... Everyone seemed to have reached a consensus.

During this critical conversation, Fu Jixianli kept holding the card and not taking action, and no one urged him to take action.

But now he can play cards, and it's time to play cards.

Fu Jixianli held two red cards in his hand. He glanced at the table and confirmed again that this was a real card. He understood the basic gameplay of mahjong. The more he went to the latter, the more he could not take action. Even if he gave up the Hu card and broke up his own deck, he could only keep it in his hand...

Because he is too dangerous.

There are not many cards that can be touched outside, and it is almost time to reach the ace... There are probably people who can do this card in 100 ways.

So he decided to play the card out.

"Red."

The sound of mahjong placards knocking on the table was very crisp, but the scene was quiet for a while.

Is there no one who can be Hupai? Fu Jixianli is confused.

Next, the fat old man picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then he pushed down the cards in front of him one by one.

"Hu, just this one."

First called Hu, then...

"Four secrets and riding alone...

Double the service is full!"

Then he finally couldn't help laughing.

"So it's the right decision to leave it to young people, haha."

“…”

Fu Jixianli was stunned, your sister, I told you to be so arrogant but I didn’t let you go to the top...

This fat man is really insidious and has made the biggest card without saying a word. The key is that he is still the banker in this round, so why doesn’t he win a row of winning streak by "breaking the 19th" in the banker?

There was something wrong with this person's mind.

Fu Jixianli regretted it a little. The feeling of firing such a big gun... Whoever lets it knows, this is probably the legendary "blood vomiting".

His points went straight to the 100,000, and the game was completely over.

So, at this moment, Fu Jixianli made a difficult decision...

I will never play mahjong again.

For the sake of your physical and mental health, truly love life and stay away from mahjong.
Chapter completed!