After Ye Linfeng hung up the phone with Hu Han, he immediately called his mother.
"Hello, Mom."
Ye Qinfen's tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong with my son?"
"Transfer some money to me, I need it urgently." Ye Linfeng could tell something was wrong with Ye Qinfen's voice, but he didn't care, he just wanted money.
"How much do you want?" Ye Qinfen did not refuse him. While asking him, she seemed to have started operating on the other end of the phone.
"Give it to me as you see fit." Ye Linfeng held the phone between his shoulders and started packing his things.
"It's over. Is 500,000 enough?" Ye Qinfen asked him.
"That's enough. I have something to do. I'm hanging up first!" Then he hung up the phone.
Ye Qinfen sat on the sofa, listening to the beeping sound from her cell phone, looking at the mess around her, then looking at the phone that had returned to the table after the call was hung up. She was a little confused for a moment, and finally sobbed.
Ye Linfeng didn't know about Ye Qinfen's situation. He was now focused on Hu Han. He was very afraid that Hu Han would talk nonsense to outsiders.
Ye Linfeng rushed all the way to the place Hu Han mentioned - Yuese Bar.
There is a small casino on the basement floor of the bar, and no one knows who is the owner behind it.
After Ye Linfeng said the secret code, the male waiter standing at the door of the bar took him to a small door, opened the door for him with a smile, and then took him down the stairs to the noisy world inside.
"Have a nice evening, sir." The man covered his chest, bowed to Ye Linfeng, and turned to walk upstairs.
Ye Linfeng was left alone with the tip in his hand, at a loss as to what to do.
Ye Linfeng awkwardly stuffed the tip he had just taken out back and looked down at the location Hu Han had sent him on his phone. After passing through the crowded and crazy crowd, he found Hu Han deep in the hall.
Hu Han was leaning back in a chair with his legs crossed, surrounded by fine wine and fresh fruit. He had a grape in his mouth and was throwing chips on the table.
He is playing the game of betting.
But it seems that he is lucky today, and the chips in front of him have piled up like a small mountain.
"Are you here?" Hu Han greeted Ye Linfeng when he saw him.
Ye Linfeng nodded frustratedly and sat down beside him.
"Okay, help me to advance the money first. I just exchanged 100,000 chips."
"Are you crazy?" How dare you exchange so many chips at once without any money?
The key point is that Hu Han got on the bus first and bought the ticket later. After changing the ticket, he asked himself to pay the fare, treating himself as a fool?
"What's the matter? I heard that your mother bought a company for you, and you can't even take out 100,000 yuan?" Hu Han said as he took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and hung it on his finger, spinning it around.
Ye Linfeng stretched out his hand to grab it but Hu Han dodged him.
"Pay the money, thank you." Hu Han pursed his lips, signaling the waiter to ask Ye Linfeng for money.
"Hello, this is the payment, the total is one hundred and twenty-five thousand." The waiter looked at Ye Linfeng with a smile on his face, holding the card machine.
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