Chapter 722 They are all actors


Chu Heng rolled his eyelids speechlessly, then immediately let go of the fragrant Avima in his arms, and gave him a souvenir with a smile, which was an abstract wood-carved puppy.

"This is a gift for you. It is a passionate work by a famous... um... abstract artist in our country. It is very rare and no one else can buy it with money!"
< br>Listen to his nonsense.

This puppy was actually carved by this guy after his little black dog when he was idle and bored. It is so ugly that it is almost invisible, but it does look a bit like those mysterious works of art. , quite bluffing.

Most people like Avima who are keen on pursuing the luxurious life of the upper class are very interested in art. Looking at the statue in their hands that looks like a dog but not a dog, and looks like a pig but not a pig, She said with joy on her face: "Oh! Thank you so much, Niubi Chu, I like it very much! I will definitely treasure it!"

"Tsk, what, can you not call me Niubian Chu? It sounds too awkward, so you should call me by my name." Chu Heng said with a headache.

“Haha, I thought you liked this name very much.”

Avima laughed so hard that she was about to call him again, but found that she still didn’t know the handsome guy in front of her. name, so she blinked, tapped her finger on his chest, and said with a charming face: "Speaking of which, you have It's so rude, you didn't even tell me your name."

"Didn't you tell me?"

Chu Heng scratched his head and then said with a smile: "Let's get to know my real name again. My name is Chu Heng, my nickname is Genshuo, and my nickname is Juji. You can call me any of these three names.”

"Oh, my God, your name is too complicated. I can't remember it at all. Let's just call you Chu." Avima showed an exaggerated expression of pain, and then she pulled Chu Heng's arm with a smile and walked towards the office building. Go: "Okay, don't stay outside, let's come in quickly. ”

With the help of Chu Heng’s versatile conversation skills and his sinister handsome face, the two of them were like Taoist friends for many years, chatting and laughing affectionately, slowly walking through the office building and arriving at a building in the backyard. In a blue house with both neoclassical and baroque styles.

There are many rooms in this building. It is their restaurant, lounge and activity room, and occasionally guest rooms.

Avima led Chu Heng straight into the activity room. The space inside was huge. There was a pool table at the door, and there were sofas, wine cabinets, coffee machines, gambling tables and other furnishings inside.

At this time, there were already many people in the room. They were staff of embassies and agencies from various countries, and they all knew Chu Heng.

There were five people in total.

The Roman Ishbel, who was as strong as a bull, was playing billiards with the Hungarian Malkin, while the Albanian Cobden was sitting with the Danish Claudius and the Egyptian Clive. Drinking coffee next to the sofa.

Chu Heng glanced at the room and waved with a smile: "Hello, friends!"

"Hi, awesome Chu!"

"Drink What to order? The coffee here is good. Would you like a cup? ”

"Friend, have you brought enough money? Don't lose your pants later!"

...

After laughing for a while, Chu Heng came to the wine cabinet and took a look. With the drinks in his eyes, he chose a bottle of Tsingtao beer. After taking a few sips, he wiped his body and went to the billiard table.

After watching for a few minutes, the Roman Ishbel lost to Malkin and lost five dollars.

This stake is already quite high. The Bretton Woods system has not collapsed yet, the U.S. dollar is still linked to gold, and its purchasing power is quite large. You can buy two movie tickets with just one dollar. Or four or five simple meals.

"Damn it, if I hadn't been careless just now, you wouldn't have won!" Ishbel, who had lost several games in a row, took out his money and threw it on the table in frustration, with a very ugly look on his face.

Judging from this point alone, this is a person with poor gambling skills and a bad temper...

Chu Heng stood aside and looked at him secretly, not thinking about it for the first time. Make a decision at once.

Soon, a new round begins.

Malkin was calm and collected throughout the whole process, thinking carefully about every shot. On the other hand, Ishbel always talked trash and complained every time he was hit.

Not long after, the round was over.

Ishbel lost again unexpectedly.

Just when Chu Heng was thinking about playing a few games and having a good time, Avima, who went out to pick up people, came back and brought back a bloated middle-aged aunt from Denmark. Ana Mitte, a member of the Bretton Woods Agreement, is also an old gambler. It is said that she once stayed in a casino in Citigroup for a full month and left with more than one million US dollars!

"You are finally here, Anna, let's start quickly, I can hardly sit still." Seeing her come in, Claudius, who is also a Danish man, came up and hugged her enthusiastically. Immediately, he hurriedly pulled her to the card table and sat down, shouting: "Hurry up, friends, I can't wait!" She looked like a glass stick after seeing a handsome guy...< br>


"Come on! Friends, let's start."

Evima is also very addicted to gambling. She rubbed her hands with excitement and invited everyone to sit down at the card table.

Chu Heng chose a position on the side, with Anamit at the top and Ishbel at the bottom.

“Pa!”

After sitting down, Avima took out a deck of playing cards and put them on the table. She turned her head to look at the newcomer Chu Heng and explained the rules carefully: "We play stud, and everyone takes turns dealing the cards. The base bet is one dollar, and the maximum cannot exceed twenty. Is that okay?"

"I have no problem."

Chu Heng smiled and put his hands in his arms, took out a bunch of beautiful knives and put them in front of him. They looked very thick, but in fact they only amounted to more than three hundred, except for a hundred swords. At the end of the day, all that was left was change of one or two yuan.

This alone has already taken away the activity funds given by the boss...

"Wow, it seems you are very rich!"

Annami sitting next to him Tegui yelled, and then he also took out a wad of change and put it in front of him. The maximum denomination was only ten yuan.

"It's time to place your bets!"

At this time, Avima, who was in charge of dealing the cards, reminded everyone loudly. After everyone had placed a dollar, they quickly dealt a hole card to everyone. This one is The hidden cards do not need to be shown to others.

Then she dealt another card, which was to be revealed.

Chu Heng’s card was the Ten of Hearts, and the hole card was the Ten of Spades.

The pair is no longer small.

He put down the cards calmly and observed the expressions and actions of the others. Some had expressionless faces, some frowned slightly, and some cursed.

For example, Ishbel next to him was greeting God at this time.

Stud is not only a competition of courage, but also of acting skills. It is possible that some people got good cards but pretended to be annoyed, and there may also be people who got bad cards but were full of confidence. .

You won’t know for sure until the end.

The biggest player on the bright side at this time is Anamit. There is a King of Hearts quietly lying on her hidden card, so it is up to her to decide the bet.

"Hmm... I think this K is worth two dollars." She took out two dollars and threw them in with a smile.

"I... still want to see the third card for the final decision!"

Chu Heng followed hesitantly, looking like a very bad card.

Because it was the first round, no one else quit, and they threw in two dollars one after another.

When the third card was dealt, Chu Hengming already had a pair of tens on his face, which was bigger than everyone else. It was up to him to decide how much to bet.

"Haha, a king is only two dollars, so my pair should be worth ten dollars, right?"

He looked like an ecstatic dick, and threw out ten dollars with a wave of his hand money.

“I won’t follow!”

Ishbel immediately folded his cards and punched the table to show that he was annoyed, but Chu Heng noticed it in his eyes. A touch of imperceptible calm.

Rub!

An old actor...

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