I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

When the news came back, Quan Zhiyong was surprised and immediately called Zheng Xiuyan, but no one answered.

There was no response after sending another message. Quan Zhiyong felt that this woman might have blacked him out.

Boring.

After handling the kitchen waste, Quan Zhiyong took a shower and changed his clothes, feeling that he was refreshed.

Find a job tomorrow!

Hey, someone sent me a message, that woman?

Quan Zhiyong picked up the phone and looked at it, and found that it was not, it was an unfamiliar phone number, but it seemed to be that woman...

(This is Jung Soo-yeon. We will use this mobile phone to contact in the future. The previous mobile phone was taken away by the company.)

Ao, it turned out to be collected by the company...

Wait a minute, what does she say is her name?

Quan Zhiyong stayed in a daze, turned on the phone to search...

Jung Soo Yeon, Yu Li teammate.

Then I am, is this a scream in front of my daughter's teammate?This woman won't tell my daughter, will she???

(Sorry, I'm really sorry, I don't know if I can stop telling Yu Li about this...)

Father Zheng lay on the bed and frowned.

Yu Li, daughter's teammate...

How can I feel like stepping on two boats.

The anxiety in Father Zheng's heart became stronger. He thought about it and booked a ticket to go back overnight.

(For your question with Yu Li, I need an explanation. See you at the JK Fitness Club at nine o'clock tomorrow morning.)

"My friend had a car accident, I have to go back and take a look."

Jung Soo-yeon looked at Father Zheng who was leaving in a hurry, picked up her mobile phone and called Ma Zheng.

...

In fact, Quan Zhiyong really didn't want to come to see Jessica, but if he didn't, he was afraid Jessica would tell Quan Yuli about his gambling ideas.

Quan Zhiyong slept and got up to wash up. He packed his mood and took a taxi to the gym in JN district. On the way, Quan Zhiyong was thinking about how to apologize to Jessica, and when he was there, Quan Zhiyong I realized that it seemed appropriate to bring a gift to apologize, so I felt a little upset.

According to the agreement, Quan Zhiyong wore a black suit and walked onto the second floor of the JK Fitness Club with a bottle of mineral water in his left hand.

The second floor is not open to the public. The owner of this gym only asks to go up to the second floor when he meets with friends or when guests arrive. Quan Zhiyong listens to a fitness trainer downstairs, and suddenly feels that he is very good.

Did you see it, distinguished guest!!!

After tidying up his clothes, Quan Zhiyong took out his phone to open the camera bag and took a photo.

To be honest, although the law lines on his face are obvious, and he also has white hair with stars, Quan Zhiyong feels that he is still handsome.

This is also the only place Quan Zhiyong feels gratified after arriving in this world.

The Quan family's genes are really powerful, and it won't work if you are not convinced.

Stepping up the steps step by step, Quan Zhiyong began to organize his words in his mind.

By the time he walked up to the second floor, Quan Zhiyong was already confident.

He cleared his throat and adjusted a charming smile on his face. Quan Zhiyong knocked on the door, and then slowly pushed away.

Hey, how about people, where is my dear daughter's teammate Jessica?

How come there is only one greasy middle-aged man with a surprised face.

No, that's not right, there is a bigger and bigger fist...

"How did you lie to Soo Yeon."

The boy became a middle-aged man. Thinking of the relationship between the two, Zheng's father didn't hold back and rushed forward and gave Quan Zhiyong a punch.

It should have been asked before...

However, the content of the chats between Zheng father and Quan Zhiyong is really too confusing.

He felt unhappy that his cabbage had been arched, and even had the faint smell of a man with two scum on his feet.

Especially at this age, Father Zheng couldn't bear it.

As a father loves his daughter, and found this situation to beat a repeat.

Father Zheng's posture for punching is very standard. It is worthy of being a man who practiced boxing when he was young, and opened a fitness club when he was old. In the nosebleeds flying all over the sky, Quan Zhiyong said that he even saw Father Zheng's armpit hair. .

I saw all the armpit hair, and I must have seen the anger on Father Zheng’s face, but Quan Zhiyong immediately stopped caring about it. There was a sharp pain in his nose, and Quan Zhiyong fell on the ground with his face covered, unable to say a word. Come.

Father Zheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Quan Zhiyong doing this. Fortunately, he was no longer young.

"Did you hear the noise upstairs?"

A fitness coach said to the cashier at the front desk.

"Hi, the boss must be hitting sandbags."

"Our boss is okay. At this age, this kind of movement is powerful."

"This is getting old. When I was young, I broke three ribs with a punch."

Really or not, the fitness coach murmured, and looked upstairs secretly, thinking that his attitude towards the boss would change in the future. No one has money, and no one can play...

Quan Zhiyong came over, and Zheng's father calmed down.

Father Zheng drew a tissue and handed it to Quan Zhiyong. Quan Zhiyong was silent for a moment, then took it and wiped his blood.

"Why hit me? Jung Soo Yeon?"

"What's your relationship with Suyeon?"

Two people uttered two sentences at the same time. Quan Zhiyong was puzzled for a while and didn't understand what Zheng's father meant, and Zheng's eyes were even more cold.

"Answer me, what is your relationship with Soo Yeon?"

what relationship?

Can't even care about the pain of his nose, Quan Zhiyong is a little confused now, what's the situation?

"Introduce myself first, I am Jessica Jung's father."

"No," Quan Zhiyong exploded without surprise: "Jessica's father? Can he hit people casually?"

"No matter what Yu Li and I are doing, it's also our family affair. Do you have to cry a cat and a mouse with fake mercy?"

"Jung Soo-yeon asked you to hit me? How could Yu Li have such a bad teammate? You will hit someone after a few words?"

"West Eight"

"Stupid"

"WTF"

"Clear your mouth for me."

Quan Zhiyong looked at Father Zheng, remembering how hard he had just beaten himself, his voice became smaller and smaller...

And after Quan Zhiyong jumped up for three consecutive years, he finally realized that things didn’t seem to be what he thought...

"Jesus Su-yeon's father, right? I took this down."

Quan Zhiyong came back to his senses. Now he didn't run to wait for someone to beat him. He looked around to see if he was not far from the door. He quickly put a harsh word and ran to the door.

"No, no, brother, listen to me."

Father Zheng hurriedly stopped Quan Zhiyong who wanted to escape, at least things had to be clear.

"Big Brother."

Quan Zhiyong's expression changed, and the blood, tears, nose and nose mixed together, and his begging for mercy made Father Zheng couldn't help laughing.

"Big brother, let me go. I have old and young children. My daughter is not married. I have agreed with her that she will give birth to two granddaughters and one grandson. Big brother, I'm still young..."

"No..." Father Zheng held back a smile, "Brother, don't get excited, let's just sort things out now."

ten minutes later……

"No, that's it? Lao Zheng is this? You hit me because of this?"

Father Zheng smiled bitterly.

This matter, he really did not do it authentically.

Had it not been for Quan Zhiyong to show him a photo of Quan Zhiyong and Quan Yuli from childhood, Zheng's father would really not believe that this middle-aged man who had escaped in front of him was Quan Yuli's father.

It's not like a successful father, but more like a hairy boy with secondary disease.

Looking closely, you can indeed see the appearance of Xiuyan's teammate Yu Li. Father Zheng sighed in his heart.

It's just that Yu Li's father was so... When Father Zheng thought of this, he suddenly remembered watching the variety show of his daughter's group. Yu Li smiled exaggeratedly, and Father Zheng was silent.

The ancients sincerely did not deceive me.

Father Zheng, who originally thought that Yu Li was very virtuous, suddenly felt that her daughter must have been working hard in such a team...

Keke, it's far away.

"I said Old Zheng, what happened to us."

Who is your old Zheng?

Father Zheng turned a glance at Quan Zhiyong and began to think about how to solve this matter.

Because Zheng Xiuyan did not tell her family about the various scandals before Quan Father, at this time, although Zheng Father felt that Quan Zhiyong had problems in his mind, he did not put Quan Zhiyong in the ranks of scumbags.

It's difficult.

Will it affect the relationship between the daughter and the members?

Father Zheng frowned and said, "Old Quan, this is indeed something I did not do right. Do you have any requirements other than medical expenses? I think you should not be short of money. Or I owe it. What do you think of you personally, doing things for you within my ability?"

I'm short of money, very short of...

Quan Zhiyong touched the wound on his nose and found that Father Zheng didn't seem to know what he had done before, otherwise he would never be as kind as he is now.

"Let's go, go to the hospital for treatment first, don't move, be careful of infection."

The two went to the hospital to treat the wound first, and then Father Zheng took Quan Zhiyong to a barbecue restaurant.

"What do you think of my previous proposal?"

Father Zheng wrapped a piece of meat and handed it to Quan Zhiyong, who thanked him and took it.

Help, what can Zheng Father help?

Quan Zhiyong stuffed the barbecue into his mouth, and suddenly remembered the cause of all this.

"Old Zheng, do you watch the ball?"

"Look, I'm an old fan."

"Then do you know of any more reliable gambling institutions or websites?"

Father Zheng stopped the meat-wrapping motion and took a deep look at Quan Zhiyong.

"How big do you want to play?"

How old?

It is better to buy a football lottery for a few hundreds or thousands, but if it is too big, Quan Zhiyong is afraid that the dealer won't pick it up after winning the money.

After thinking for a while, Quan Zhiyong tentatively said: "I have about hundreds of thousands in my hand, and my daughter is not short of money. I have nothing to buy. You can see where you can take it."

Hundreds of thousands?Ok.

"I have to tell you first, you put money in this thing, it's not a steady profit, you know, even the probability of losing is more than winning."

"Really, Old Zheng, should you tell me to bet on football?"

"Don't call me old..." Father Zheng didn't like this name very much, but he saw the gauze on Quan Zhiyong's face: "Forget it, you are happy."

"For gambling, people who don't have a way to buy usually go to the outside. After all, football is very popular. There are many such small markets. But if you win with unpopular odds, the outside may not be able to carry it."

Quan Zhiyong nodded, which was what he was worried about.

"Our side, on the other hand, is a series of wins and losses and scores. It's not that complicated."

"For example, if you spend five million to buy a win or lose, you basically double when you win. If you deduct a tax rate of 30 at the level of 0.7, you can get 8.5 million. If you lose the five million, you will lose the money.

"It's the same when buying scores, depending on the water level."

"But there is one thing you should pay special attention to: if you spend five million to buy unpopular scores, you will sink directly to the bottom of the sea, and you will lose no matter whether you win or lose."

"You can spend fifty thousand to buy the unpopular score, if you win the handicap, you may maintain it.

Seeing Quan Zhiyong listening carefully, Zheng's father was silent for a moment and couldn't help admonishing: "Although gambling is a betting with a high return rate, the betting agency originally used information asymmetry and water level to make money. Handicap and odds will not stop. To induce betting, I personally don’t recommend you to bet."

"It's a zero point. If you lose a hard bet, you won't even have pants left. Think about it."

"I am not short of money, nor is my daughter short of money. This money is useless, so I want to gamble on luck."

Father Zheng sighed. It was from this that many gamblers felt that they were not short of money, and finally went bankrupt.

"Okay, I understand it, and I have almost eaten it. Old Quan, right? I made this friend. Remember I owe you a favor. I will send you back?"

"I want to exchange this favor now."

"Change what?"

"What you said is reliable, a handicap that you can hold."

Father Zheng did not speak, and poured another cup of tea for Quan Zhiyong.

"This is not a good thing."

"I know."

But the road is his own choice, and Zheng's father has no right to intervene.

Father Zheng thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth to Quan Zhiyong.

"I really know a very reliable place."

"Oh?" Quan Zhiyong came interested: "Where?"

"Have you ever heard of a person named Tang Jinyan."

PS: 1. The plot officially begins.

2. Tang Jinyan, are you familiar with it? Hahahaha.

3. During the seedling period, continue to seek investment and recommend collections.