"No problem, no problem, little brother, you really have a bit of a martial spirit. When you have time, you can come over and hang out more."
"Of course, there's a saying that goes, small gambling is good for entertainment, but big gambling harms the body."
"When the time comes, just play casually. Don't end up like that Lin Fucheng."
Zhang Yang heard these seemingly sincere words, thanked him, and then left.
Only after Zhang Yang left, did a few people come out of the chess room laughing heartily.
"Brother Zhao, this kid is quite generous. Looks like a big fish."
Brother Zhao no longer had the kind expression from earlier, and said with a wicked smile, "Indeed a big fish. This kid is quite cooperative. He bought so many cigarettes that I almost don't want to catch him."
At this moment, someone laughed aloud and said, "I remember the last time Brother Zhao said that, that kid not only lost everything he owned but also sold his own daughter."
