"Why are you asking this?" Jian'er looked at Boss Mao with some strangeness. She had heard that this time, although the jade jewelry merchants allowed the wool materials merchants to enter the market, they just allowed them to set up this stall to sell wool materials and share a bite of soup. The bet is the business of the jewelry merchants. They participated, and they were still affiliated with the merchants they supplied before. In this regard, this fact has nothing to do with Boss Mao!

"Hehe, I'm curious and asked," Boss Mao touched his nose and said.

"It's really just a question?" Jian'er raised her eyebrows, which clearly meant that she didn't believe the nonsense that Boss Mao said.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it." Knowing that he couldn't get over it, Boss Mao was a bachelor and told the truth directly. "Actually, after Lao Zhu exposed the matter, he stood behind Boss Wu clearly and said that he wanted to give some color to Lao Xiaozheng. Oh, it's not your classmate, but your classmate's father. But I heard that Xiao Zheng ignored Lao Zhu's clamor, so there were colleagues in the circle gambling. Did Lao Zheng give up this time or had a way to deal with it."

"If I'm right, you should have set up another external gambling game, right?" Jian'er looked at Boss Mao speechlessly. Should she say that this bet is indeed human nature?

"Miss Song is wise! You know, this little gambling is fun!" Boss Mao did not think it was offensive, but instead gave Jian'er a thumbs up, as if he wanted to like Jian'er.

Weiming? Weiming! Jian'er has realized that Ye Cao is really powerless.

"Boss Mao also participated?" It sounded like a question, but Jian'er's expression looked extremely certain.

"So I'm here to inquire about the inside story from Miss Song!" Boss Mao looked like a thick-skinned hob, "If you really lend your treasures, then I, Mao, add some more..."

"Rise?" At this time, Boss Song, who was standing beside him, broke the situation, "Mao, don't come, do you still raise the bet? I think it's a change!"

"Go ahead!" Boss Mao waved his fat hand, "Isn't we asking clearly to save money from vain?"

"By the way, make another small amount, right?" Boss Song continued to complain.

"Hey, I said Lao Song, are you doing it on purpose with me, right?" Boss Mao was unhappy now, "I don't believe you don't want some insider information?"

This time, Boss Song stopped talking, and Boss Mao turned his fat face to Jian'er with a proud look on his face, "How is it? Miss Song reveals some inside information? Don't worry, I, Mao, is not Mr. Wu, and I, will give you dividends when I win!"

"If it were you, would you be worth taking out those treasures?" Jian'er looked at Boss Mao with a smile and asked.

Upon hearing this, Boss Mao and Boss Song's expressions collapsed at the same time. Boss Song regretted that the "blood beauty" he was thinking about was still not good at all. Boss Mao was betting that the odds of Zheng's father were much higher. Even if Boss Wu won, he could only be sweet. This big meat could not be made at all.

"But..." Jian'er's eyes turned, and the topic suddenly changed.

"But what?" Boss Mao and Boss Song asked at the same time.

"But I evened some materials for Uncle Zheng." Jian'er said bluntly without any hesitation this time. Boss Mao and Boss Song's eyes lit up at the same time. They suddenly remembered that Jian'er had some materials that were not solved when she was in the first place. Could it be that this person later untie some of the best ones from it?!

"How about those that Old Zhu showed off?" Boss Mao asked in an impatient manner.

"If what he brought out was the materials before, then there should be no problem to defeat him." Jian'er said.

"Hey! OK! I'll bet later! Yaya, I must fight a turnaround this time!" Boss Mao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he waved his fat hand and looked excited. Although the periphery they played was just a little money, they couldn't stand the victory. Especially if it was a big victory, it would be a matter of face! It can make Boss Mao brag for a long time, and when playing such a small game, Boss Mao has always lost more than wins. This time he knew that he would definitely win. How could Boss Mao be unhappy and not happy?!

"Miss Song, I promised that I will win and give you dividends!" The man who drank water did not forget to dig wells. Boss Mao looked at Jian'er and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Okay, Mao, please keep laughing and be careful not to pick up your chin." Boss Song, who knew Boss Mao's little resentment, couldn't help but say.

"I know you are jealous, and I'm not happy to pay attention to you, a guy who is controlled by his own wife and dare not even play with gambling!" Boss Mao glanced at Boss Song and said with a look of contempt.

Seeing these two big bosses playing tricks, Zheng Shuang felt like she wanted to laugh. She really didn't expect that these two big bosses would have such a side.

"You must not speak, so don't speak!" Boss Song was a little angry and embarrassed. How did he speak?! These old guys were fooling around in private and he couldn't tell him. Why did this guy expose these words in front of the little girl?!

"Boss Song is a deep love between husband and wife, and we juniors are envious of each other." Seeing that Boss Song was a little embarrassed, Jian'er hurriedly handed a ladder to him.

"Yes, yes, Ms. Song's words make sense." Knowing that he was overly excited and said nothing, Boss Mao hurriedly made up for it. Boss Song is also a big customer in his place. It's not worth offending it like this. After all, it's impossible to get along with anything, and you can't get along with money, right?

Seeing that Mao was convinced and soft, Boss Song climbed down the ladder. After all, this was not a big deal, so there was no need to hold on to him. He turned his face and looked at Jian'er. Compared to the words he said to him, he was more interested in what Jian'er had just said.

"Miss Song, I wonder if the materials you took out can be..." Boss Song rubbed his hands and asked with a saliva. You must know that if the materials Jian'er took out were really stronger than those that Old Zhu showed, then he would be very interested.

"You have to ask Uncle Zheng this, he is fully responsible for the materials now." Jian'er remembers that Zheng's father said that he could not eat so many materials alone. If Boss Song wanted them, Jian'er really didn't mind even him.

"That's good." Boss Song smiled and said, "When he heard this, he smiled.
Chapter completed!