"Lose no more than 10 million, and if my luck doesn't change, I'll give up decisively!"
Zhou Tong lost forty to fifty million in one go, feeling that his bad luck was finally about to end, and his good fortune was just around the corner.
At this moment, even if Peng Fei and the others weren't there provoking him, he still wouldn't give up easily.
When a gambler starts getting carried away, reason increasingly departs from him, until his home is broken and he's ruined!
Cherish life, stay away from gambling!
Behind these eight short words are countless bloody lessons.
"President Wang must be joking, President Zhou doesn't seem like a man who's afraid of his wife at all."
"Hehehe, who says he isn't? If he were my husband, I wouldn't have enough time to cherish him."
"Brother Zhou, I would only shower you with love, never control you. Why not consider me?"
"President Zhou, hang in there. Once we're done, I'll accompany you to the guest room to relax."
