Now that he has the money, Peng Cheng's plan has suddenly changed. He has new inspiration. Instead of letting others win our money, we can't pay it back. It's better to win some other people's first. Once there are too many chips in hand, exchange them for money on other people's hands, or sell them directly to friends who come to play in their own hands. Wouldn't it be given? So Peng Cheng exchanged all the four thousand for chips. He started to do both sides, opening the market by himself and winning money on other people's hands.

This four thousand yuan was his bargaining chip, the only bargaining chip he turned over and serfs to sing. This time, Beibei gave him the opportunity. Although the girl didn't really know what he did, Peng Cheng was still very grateful. He thought that if he won the money, he would definitely buy a ruthless one for his wife. He would buy whatever was expensive so that she could remember it for the rest of her life, so he slammed into the game and did it.

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No matter how difficult the money is, it cannot resist the momentum of gambling. Peng Cheng lost all the four thousand before noon, so he called Beibei again and said that he had released all his chips. Now there is a problem with the turnover, so Beibei needs to make another two thousand yuan.

"Ah?" Beibei was in a dilemma. She could not find so much money. Four thousand yuan. She had already tried her best. She shrank and said, "I'm gone."

"My wife, this matter cannot be stopped. If you stop the previous investment, wouldn't you throw it away?" This may be the most familiar sentence for all the deceived aunts. Beibei also knew that this was a matter of losing the way out.

"Then I'll try it!"

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As long as you think about it, there will always be a solution. Beibei remembered a friend who still owed her two thousand yuan and took the two thousand yuan from the scrap purchase station. Twenty minutes later, the two thousand yuan was transferred to Uncle Li's bank card, and Peng Cheng's computer instantly changed from zero to two thousand yuan.

Another 2,000 was as if God had helped, and he worked until the afternoon of the book of Peng Cheng. He was attracted by his strong technique and worshipped himself like a devil. It turned out that he was so powerful. This time he did not forget his original intention. He had to exchange the chips for money. He had to give the money he owed others first and smash the wife with a cruel trick.

Peng Cheng found other dealers to exchange money for money, but the result was that no one would exchange it. Although the reason was sharp, it was normal: "Your chips were not bought by me, and whoever bought them would be exchanged."

You think you are a thief, and others are fools? Peng Cheng is confused.

If he can't exchange it for money, he won in vain. The only chance of life is that someone comes to his own market gamble. This time, no one comes to his blind citadel. Peng Cheng waited for a long time but no one came to his market gamble. His previous friends didn't even give him money, so they naturally couldn't hide. Life is full of traps! The young man's broken psychological defense line collapsed anytime and anywhere, shattering the ground.

After three days or three days, Peng Cheng understood that no one came to his trading position. The popularity of that website was not high, and there were only a few trading positions that people often played, all of which were their own trading positions. The trading positions they put on others were almost all in debt. It seems that this time the money was completely blind.

No one came to play with the bargaining chips of more than 20,000 yuan. He suddenly felt that he had no strength. What's the use of asking for these things? It was priceless and ragged. That day, he was very upset and thought impulsively, and then he felt a little sad. Then he began to play day and night, playing all night. When Peng Cheng lost all the money, he turned off his cell phone. He had no choice and could no longer face Beibei. He didn't know how to tell Beibei that he died on the beach again.

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The boss was also in the store that day, and he was busy with the wedding. He didn't come any more. It was just the weekend and there were many people in the Internet cafe. He had never opened the box at the end. Peng Cheng was sleeping inside. Before he came, he had been sleeping. It was time to sleep for two days and three nights.

Peng Cheng didn't wake up at noon. The phone rang many times, but never woke him up: "Old Peng, wake up, your phone rang." The boss finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he blamed the phone for being very persistent, and he had been ringing for a long time.

The young man opened his eyelids and was a little depressed, as if he had applied glue, so it was hard to open it. He swallowed his saliva and searched for his phone, it stopped ringing. He wanted to call Nan. Peng Cheng took a look and put it down. He was in the mood to pay attention to the woman, and he annoyed her.

Peng Cheng regretted it. Before going to bed, Beibei called, but he didn't dare to answer it. He didn't know what to say after answering it. He hadn't gambling for a long time before buying the market. This time, the idiot who pulled him into the water was the pimple with a face full of pimples.

After a while, the phone rang again. Before Peng Cheng fell asleep again, he frowned and picked up his cell phone and took a look. It was not that I was Wang Nan, but that was Beibei called. Alert, he sat up, but he still didn't answer. Peng Cheng was very hesitant, but after a while he decided to pay attention. He suddenly hung up the phone, turned off his cell phone, and turned his head to continue sleeping.

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The small compartment was sour and sore. In the afternoon, the weather was getting warmer. The doors on both sides of the Internet cafe were open. The cool air was blown in from outside by the weak west wind. It was not cold and comfortable. The glass door was pushed open with a slam, and she wanted to break in with great momentum. She scanned the entire Internet cafe and quickly, then headed straight to the last private room. She thought she had been inside many times, so she pulled open the door of the private room.

"Silly pig, why don't you answer the phone?"

The boss also stood up off guard. He poked his head out of the bar. With a clang, the fragile three-piece wooden door of the box hit the side. Peng Cheng frowned and looked at Yan Nan. She always ignored everything around her. The reflection of the glasses swept in the hall made him ashamed to see people. He pulled his coat and covered his head. It's a woman! He was cares about his head and didn't care about his ass.

Xiangnan was not discouraged. She pulled away the torn coat covered by him. She didn't combed her hair, and her face seemed to be clean. She looked a little old and had no delicate spirit at night. The coat was pulled away by Xiangnan, and Peng Cheng felt cold. The light from the back door shook his eyes. He glanced at her angrily and frowned slightly.
Chapter completed!