"Wife, can that be the same? How can it be the same? Is that the same thing, wife?" He asked three questions in a row, and although the words were different, the meaning was exactly the same. Peng Cheng encouraged her vigorously. He was a master of language, and he grasped just the right one was because he had to convince Beibei, and he had to convince that she was his only life.

In Peng Cheng's narrative, it was a comprehensive gambling website, not only stumbled on it, but also not only stumbled on it. His wording made Beibei believe that it was rich in it, and there were all kinds of games, such as anchor machines, those who caught small animals, those who raced dogs, those who played fishermen, those who played poker, those who played mahjong, those who played dice, and those who just guessed the size, was there.

"If you have it, just have it! Can't we do that? Go to work hard, make money, pay back money, and be down-to-earth, not better than that?"

"Wife, how can you be stronger than that? Can that be stronger than that?" Peng Cheng was upset and tripped up his mouth. He felt that it was hard to say something to Beibei. What kind of tricks are there in the silly girl's mind? How could she know how to go to work? It was like rusting: "Wife, we are in the farm. We don't play money anymore. We are in the farm. Let others play or play. Can we compare with work?"

"Why can't it?"

"No, can't you know? You know what that is, that's an opportunity. If he didn't have it himself, how could we have this opportunity?"

I am afraid that I can brag like this by imagination. In Peng Cheng's mouth, the mysterious "he" is a computer master who can build a website by himself, but has no money to accompany the game dealer. He can only open it, but when it is running, whenever someone wins money, he will lose it. Therefore, he must cooperate with others and rich people to turn his knowledge into real productivity, and then turn his real productivity into red Grandpa Mao. It is necessary to do this that he will sell the game dealer at a monthly price of 2,000 yuan per game. Although this is equivalent to sharing the profit of winning money to all dealers, he also spreads the risk of compensation and equipment. So Peng Cheng's opportunity comes.

My mind is indeed useful, the Internet is really scary! Beibei was stunned by the words. Those who opened a casino had to rent a store and buy some very expensive machines, but now they don’t need anything. They even spread their fucking electricity bills. There is a computer with a network cable, and they can take the banker to cheat money for 2,000 yuan. The girl began to be confused. She began to listen to him carefully. The more she listened, the more she became more and more confused, but she firmly believed that she understood.

Hum, she understood, what did she understand? If you take a step back ten thousand steps, even if these are really feasible, then this is a double-edged sword! If you can't make it fun and mess it up? Beibei didn't expect these. The compensation bank can be two thousand yuan, what should I do if I lose too much? Continue to pay? What should I do if I can't afford it? Stop? If I stop, will I be in vain? Can I stop? Are you willing to stop? That mysterious he is indeed a brain-boosting, but unfortunately Beibei has not grown up.

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"Wife, let's buy chips and let others play money, so we will win. Do you think you can support me? I've thought about it. I'll do it, do it or not."

Peng Cheng said this passage with a strong and serious look. He didn't even have a joking or a hypocritical tone, just like the shirtless young man who was about to go to the battlefield in the movie, the burning youth and dreams, which made people move, let alone face a woman who loves him.

"Wife, I want you to help me again. After helping this time, we can pay back all the money. Don't you want to marry me?"

The finishing touch, this sentence is the only sentence that makes Beibei completely believe in him, not only trusting him, but also trusting her own expectations.

When she was chased by a big bad wolf behind her, that was blocked in front would be killed instantly. If Beibei owed a little money, she would not be confused at this time, doing these bad things that harm others and do not benefit herself, or Peng Cheng's love was not as far away as that, maybe she would not love her more and more humblely: "Okay, Cheng Cheng, wait for me! I'll send it to you tomorrow morning."

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The next morning, the mist was so slow that it was almost six o'clock, and it was still not bright outside the window. Beibei woke up early and pretended to be still sleeping. She lay on the bed, waiting for the opportunity.

All the money is in the bank card, and there are 4,000 yuan.

Last night she was lent to borrow money from everywhere, but she didn't dare to borrow money from Shao Baige. She couldn't speak with him anyway. Besides, he would definitely not lend her money to her. Maybe he would even teach her a lesson. Or maybe he would stop her. Anyway, she didn't even call her. Others wouldn't lend so much money to her, so she could only raise one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, three hundred, and that one by five hundred, and finally raised four thousand for Peng Cheng.

The fog was getting looser and looser, but the sky was still not bright, like a mixing egg, egg yolk and white mixed into a pool. Beibei was owed to her body, and she felt anxious and didn't feel relieved at all. She went to the bathroom and lay down again. It was half past six, and she had to go out earlier than usual to get the money out of her bank card, and she had to make time to rush back to work in the commuter bus. She had to go out, maybe she could catch up with the time.

"Mom, I'll go out for two laps. It's too early to get up today." Beibei was wearing shoes while talking. She was so hurried that she didn't even dare to take a look at the balcony.

"Babe, it's almost time to go to work. Can you still run?" Mom asked, poking her head out of the kitchen, a white towel wrapped around her shorts.

"Hello, my whole thing is about the same. I'm a little tight, and it's uncomfortable not to run."

"Then you go!"

My mother didn't know anything and agreed casually, which made Beibei feel a little relieved.

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"Wife, who did you borrow this money from?" Peng Cheng asked this every time he received the money, and then he would say, "Tell them, let's give it to him in a week."

"Yeah!" Beibei raised her head alertly. She believed this so much before, but now, she no longer had any fantasies. She had already realized that the week in Peng Cheng's mouth was just a catchphrase. When she heard it, she just smiled, so she smiled and felt that was not good.

You should know that this time Beibei was holding hope in her heart. She confidently thought that if she was a gambling dealer, then it would be okay to win money! She had seen those people playing such games. In the dark field, they stuffed money into the game console like crazy, as if they were possessed by evil spirits. Although Peng Cheng asked her, she always said she couldn't understand, but she really understood, every time she understood, and every time Peng Cheng gave 5,000 yuan.

She didn't answer him directly, and she couldn't explain clearly. After borrowing so many people's money, she would tell him one by one, so she said she could do it well and give it to him together when she had the money.
Chapter completed!