How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Chapter 92: Chapter 80: Becoming the Host on the First Day, Slaying in All Directions!

"Hengzi, you gotta admit, a luxury car is just fucking luxury; sitting in this thing is a pure joy!"

Leaning in the passenger seat, enjoying the massage function of the chair, Li Feng squinted his eyes contentedly.

Hearing his words, Gu Heng had a faint smile on his lips and didn't respond.

"Ding dong."

Right as Li Feng was enjoying his bliss, the message notification sound from his phone went off, making him reluctantly open his eyes and pull out his phone...

After reading the message, Li Feng turned his head towards Gu Heng and said, "Let's not go to Haibin's place, just head to the mahjong parlor near their house, both of them are there."

"What are they doing there?"

Hearing Gu Heng's question, Li Feng glanced at him and replied, "Have you not been back in a few years and forgotten about the New Year's activities back home? They're playing poker over there."

Only then did it dawn on Gu Heng...

The card games in the countryside are quite a feature...

There's a saying: on the first day of the New Year, being the house gives you fame; by the second, early morning, you're leaving with belongings lame; on the third, at dawn, you're to the worksite, just the same...

Working hard to earn some damn money, not willing to spend a dime on oneself, then giving it all away at the card table to someone else...

Gu Heng's family wasn't well off, and he was quite restrained, hardly ever joining in the games. After all, for others, losing a few thousand might just sting for a while and they'd move on, but if he lost that much, his entire year would be tough...

But regardless, having grown up amid such an environment, Gu Heng was quite familiar with this card-playing culture. Nodding his head, he directly drove towards the mahjong parlor near Haibin's house, as he remembered it.

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Li Haibin irritably swatted Gu Heng's hand away, not even turning to look, a picture-perfect image of a gambler in desperation, fixated on the last two players at the table...

Seeing Li Haibin's neck flushed red, Gu Heng could roughly guess the state of the game...

Clearly, Li Haibin was losing, and judging by the looks of it, quite a bit, nearly seeing red in frustration...

In the face of Li Haibin's reckless play, the other two who had already seen their cards were not the least bit flustered; one of them even pretended to be kindhearted and said, "Haibin, play for fun, no need to get so worked up. Look at your cards and then continue betting."

"Cut the crap, I'm down six thousand to two thousand.

It's been more than a dozen hands without a win. This time, it's got to change; luck goes in turns, it should be heading my way, right?

If I'm truly jinxed and still can't get a good hand, I'll burn through these two thousand and just leave," he said as he pulled out a hundred from the remaining two thousand plus dollars in front of him and tossed it towards the center of the table: "I'm stewing again."

The other two who had seen their cards must have had significant hands, as they didn't hesitate to throw in 200 each.

In poker, betting doubles when you've seen the cards.

Li Haibin was like a gambler who had nothing to lose, continuously drawing cash and throwing it onto the table...

In a short while, there was over ten thousand dollars in cash on the table...

The onlookers also started murmuring among themselves...

"This hand's getting big, must be at least ten thousand on it, right?"

"More than that, it must be over ten thousand."

"Damn, whoever wins this hand is going to have a fat New Year..."

A ten-thousand-plus dollar hand in poker, while nothing in places like Ao Island or gambling cities where chips worth tens or hundreds of thousands are the norm, was considered a very high-stakes game in an ordinary countryside setting...