Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

The middle-aged man smiled treacherously, and said, "Of course it's a bet on who wins. Or do you mean you don't dare to bet at all, little brother?"

Passers-by at the side witnessed Chen Yu's precise marksmanship, and persuaded Qu Yizhao, "You better stop comparing..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man gave the passerby a hard look, and then showed a generous smile to Qu Yizhao.

"Let's just gamble a little, have fun, and don't bet big." As he spoke, the middle-aged man said to Qu Yizhao with a half-smile, "Still, are you afraid, little brother?"

Qu Yizhao shook his head and said, "Gambling, but it's no fun if you bet too little, and you need to sign it, otherwise what will you do if you run away?"

The middle-aged man retreated when he saw Qu Yizhao's confident appearance, and wanted to write down the terms. Then he gritted his teeth, thinking that the other party's confident appearance must be pretending on purpose.

"Row!"

Qu Yizhao squinted his eyes and said, "And how much is the bet? This has to be made clear, and you can't be reckless."

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said, "Just one thousand? One pays five. It's not good to have too much. You're just a student, right?"

If the other party really cared that Qu Yizhao was just a student and couldn't come up with so much money, he wouldn't say anything about betting from the beginning.

It's nothing more than worrying about capsizing in the gutter, worrying that Qu Yizhao is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Qu Yizhao said carelessly: "Oh, a thousand is too little, isn't it? I play so little with my young master? It's too embarrassing for me."

"Ten thousand, it can only be more or less."

Qu Yizhao made the final decision.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, and finally nodded. He couldn't bear the child, so he couldn't catch the wolf!

Qu Yizhao borrowed a pen and a piece of white paper from the shop owner, and wrote down the terms and conditions.

The middle-aged man looked at the terms and found that Qu Yizhao had written them in great detail and in a very comprehensive way, as if he specialized in this matter.

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged man suppressed the lingering weirdness in his heart, and signed his name.

Qu Yizhao picked up the paper, looked at the three large characters on it - Wang Quangui, and signed his own name.

"Two copies."

Qu Yizhao handed Wang Quangui a copy, then raised his own, smiling extremely dangerously, like a hunter who has caught his prey.

Wang Quangui's heart was slightly trembling, he swallowed his saliva, he didn't know why, he always felt that he might have cheated the wrong person, and he felt a little creepy in his heart.

Chen Yu on the side frowned upon seeing this, he was very conflicted, wondering if he should give way to Qu Yizhao.

After all, if you pay 10,000 yuan, you lose 50 yuan, and if you lose, you will throw 50,000 yuan into the water for splashing. Although 50,000 is nothing to Qu Yizhao, a dandy young master, whose money is not earned by his parents fortunately?

Seeing Chen Yu's tangled expression, Xu Baiyao immediately understood that Chen Yu was wavering.

Xu Baiyao rolled his eyes, and secretly said to Chen Yu: "Are you thinking about releasing water? Are you stupid? For Qu Yizhao, what is fifty thousand yuan? Don't you want to let Does Su Xiaoyan take a high look at you?"

By coincidence, Chen Yu saw Qu Yizhao bending over to talk to Su Xiaoyan. The two of them didn't know what topic they were talking about, and Su Xiaoyan covered his mouth and laughed.

Under the sun, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women look like a beautiful picture scroll.

But in Chen Yu's eyes, this picture scroll was particularly dazzling.