Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...
Years of Heartflutter · Page 369 of 501
That man was the boss on the other end of Zheng Shaopeng's phone. Not only did he rescue Zheng Shaopeng, but he also recognized Zheng Shaopeng's hand speed and talent at cheating and taught him many secret gambling techniques. Those tricks, of course, weren't what mattered—what mattered was the boss's unique training method, which pushed Zheng Shaopeng's hand speed to its limit and made his card-switching nothing short of miraculous.
Zheng Shaopeng didn't know the boss's true identity, nor what he did, but none of that mattered. The boss had given him a new life, given him today's wealth and glory.
It could be said that without the boss, Zheng Shaopeng would have died long ago. Even if he hadn't died, he'd still be a nobody of a small-time gambler. But now he commanded wind and rain in the gambling world; he'd enjoyed all there was to enjoy, and possessed all the material comforts he could want. A man who lives to this level has had his money's worth.
So when the boss came to Zheng Shaopeng and laid out his plan, Zheng Shaopeng decided almost without thinking to go along with it.
Zheng Shaopeng closed his eyes and drew a deep breath. Success or failure would be decided tonight. Time to gamble everything.
Though Zheng Shaopeng wore a bulletproof vest, a bullet could easily strike his head—or in close-quarters combat, he'd have no way to defend himself at all. His only hope now rested on the two bodyguards beside him.
Both bodyguards had been sent by the boss, replacing the two Zheng Shaopeng originally had. The two looked ordinary, but Zheng Shaopeng knew they were anything but. How could the men around the boss be simple?
To be continued
840. A Roundabout Tail
840. A Roundabout Tail—Yang Juehuan's explanation, though it sounded funny and rather absurd, was in fact the easiest thing to accept. Quarrels between lovers were perfectly normal, and everything fell into place.
"Young man, when you're out and about, don't be too petty. Women—when it's time to yield to them, yield. It's no big deal," the taxi driver said to Yang Yanzhou as he drove.
"Mm, I know. Once she's cooled down, I'll have a good talk with her," Yang Yuting nodded. "Right now she's still furious—whatever I say, she probably won't listen."
"That's true enough." The driver agreed wholeheartedly. "All I can do is help you follow her. The rest is up to you."
Wang Yanqiu's attention was fixed entirely on the convoy ahead, and she never noticed that there was another car following her. As for her reason for tailing Wang Yanqiu, it was even more absurd: she told the cab driver that her boyfriend was in the convoy ahead, and that she was afraid he and his friends were going off to some disreputable place to fool around, so she wanted to follow them secretly and see what was really going on.
The reason was about as absurd as Yanqiu's, but the taxi driver did not doubt it in the least.
"Little sister, I'm not criticizing you, but this really won't do," the taxi driver said to Wang Yanqiu with some helplessness. "You're too strict with your boyfriend. That's not a good thing."
"Why not?" Wang Yanqiu had no boyfriend at all, but to keep up the act, she played along and asked.
"Judging by that convoy of your boyfriend and his friends, he must be a successful man," the driver said. "Men—especially successful men—always have to entertain business contacts outside. A little playacting here and there is unavoidable. Sometimes you just have to close one eye and let it pass."
Hearing this, Wang Yanqiu gave a faint, sorrowful sigh as she thought of her own origins and her own future. What kind of man would her future husband be?