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Song Yihan had been distracted all day and his face was pale. The chief editor thought he was too tired from investigating the food crime case and advised him to rest for two days before coming back. He was in no hurry.

Ever since Song Yihan came along, the sales volume of "Reporting" had greatly increased. The boss treated Song as the pillar of the newspaper, treating him very carefully.

Song gave a forced smile, indicating that there were no big problems …

However, he still decided to go out and inquire about some news. There was no point in sitting in the newspaper. Although it was not yet dark, the lights had already gone wrong inside. Coming and going in and out of the Bai Yue Gate, Shanghai's most bustling Bai Le Gate was like bursting out of his head. However, he needed to find a way to comfort himself.

No one knew the bitterness in his heart. He was a proud son of heaven. He was born good, studied well, grew well, and had faith in others.

But what did all this have to do with her? He was the one who first saw Xu Bao and saw her standing in the forest like a fairy, wearing a red wedding dress. Why did fate have to arrange things like this?

He stayed by Wu Anguo's side, often following Xu Bao's shadow. Her beauty was straightforward and straightforward, unlike any other pretentious girl. Furthermore, Song Yihan also felt that An Guo had fallen for Xiaobao and respected her as well. The two of them did not have a real relationship, which made Song Yihan's imagination run wild.

But one day... He didn't want to think about it anymore. He looked at the exquisite figure walking back and forth in front of him, but there was only one person in his mind …

the furthest distance in the world,

It's not the distance between life and death,

but I'm standing in front of you,

You don't know that I love you.

the furthest distance in the world,

It's not that I'm standing in front of you,

You don't know that I love you,

but loved it to the point of obsession,

But I can't say that I love you!

Song Yi Han's heart was in his throat. He really wanted to tell that smiling girl that I love you. He really wanted to give her a hug, even if it was only for a moment.

Blessed Gate was a place where one could spend money to get drunk.

Many courtesans constantly paid attention to this man who was sitting alone. He was really handsome, especially that pair of sad eyes. It was unforgettable.

Finally, a woman walked up and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Song. What a coincidence to meet you here. I'm Chen Siya, a volunteer at Huayang Yi Relief Club. Do you remember me?"

Song Yi Han raised his head slightly and squinted at her. He seemed to have seen her before, but he was not in the mood to socialize. He only nodded and continued drinking.

Under the jealous gazes of a bunch of jealous women, Chen Sia took the opportunity to sit down...

At the Wu residence, there were guests today.

It turned out that when Hans had asked Xu Bao what was so fun about China, he had suggested that Hans play mahjong. Hans had become addicted to studying and had even become complacent, claiming that he was skilled enough to show off in front of Mr. and Mrs. Wu, so he had made an appointment with Xu Bao to play mahjong at her house.

Fatty Zhang, who had his mind on the strong Wu Anguo and also thought of the rough and hairy Hans, heard that Hans was coming to play mahjong and insisted on staying and fighting together.

Thus, they gathered together at a table of mahjong, Xu Bao, Wu Anguo, Hans and Fatty Zhang. His cousin was very diligent in serving tea. It wasn't that his cousin was despicable, it was just that his character was bad, and his gambling was even worse. Every time he played cards, he would not be able to get off the table, so he could only watch from the outside.

Hans sighed loudly the moment he saw Xu Bao. Xu Qing had really become even more beautiful. He extended his arms and was about to embrace her, but Fatty Zhang rushed forward even more anxiously than Wu Anguo for Hans to hug him.

Just now, Hans was thinking why Xu looked so slim and bulky. When he opened his eyes, he found that the person he was carrying was actually a Chinese fatty. It was too horrifying!

Fatty Zhang was hugged by Hans' powerful arm and was beaming like a flower. This gave Hans, the arms dealer, a fright. He then quickly moved away.

When the mahjong competition began, Hans indeed had the talent to be a Chinese mahjong player. He won the fight the moment he entered the arena. He was very happy. "Recently, the arms business has become a little hard to handle. How annoying, and it's Mahjong Gude after all.

In the past when he was in the food business in Shanghai, he had always envied those arms dealers. If he could pull out a cart full of arms, he could pull back a cart full of beauties, tsk, it would be a windfall. How could he transport a cart of sand mixed with rice out like this? It would be great if he could bring back a mother.

He could not help but pour Hans an extra glass of water.

In the second round, Wu Anguo unexpectedly became very lucky and won a game. He said with a smile, "Hans, you are much better than our Customs Office, I actually have nothing to do with you all day long. Captain Xiao said that no matter what, we should play mahjong and have more fun in the future."

He knew that his brother-in-law was now the vice captain of the Customs Department, which was really awesome. The people who worked at the Customs Department were very rich, and you didn't even need to participate in smuggling. As long as you let go, you could get a lot of money with your eyes closed.

His cousin poured more tea for his brother-in-law.

Fatty Zhang was unhappy, he still had not won yet. He scolded angrily: "You guys have your own matters to attend to, I help my brother do odd jobs all day, you said that he is a mayor, even more than the president of the country, I am so tired that I can't take it anymore, it is not easy to relax now, but you guys won't let me win either!"

Hearing this, my cousin, Mayor, is there a mistake? This fatty in front of us is actually Mayor Zhang Qun's younger brother! A cake seller! If he could get involved with such a person in the past, the government would never confiscate his property.

The business-minded cousin continued to pour more tea for the fatty.

At the same time, he looked at the four people at the mahjong table. Other than his foolish cousin, the other three people were like a perfect combination of smuggling of a dragon!

Hans was a foreigner with a source.

The brother-in-law was from the customs, had the right.

Fatty was the younger brother of the mayor. He was a marketable person.

Damn, they were alive!

So the cousin poured the water more diligently, like a diligent little bee around the mahjong table.

While they were shuffling, he said carefully, "Everyone, I have an idea. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Wu Anguo didn't have a good impression of his cousin, who had cheated the little girl of her money and had been beaten up for making adulterated food. However, since he was the little girl's cousin, he would still keep it up. Now that he said he had a plan, Wu Anguo's first thought was that this bad grandson had a bad idea again.

Seeing that her brother-in-law didn't have any intention of stopping her, her cousin cleared her throat and started to speak, "Let's smuggle!"

When Hans heard this, he could not help but wonder, why would this Chinese man not want his life? Why would he even mention such a thing casually?

Fatty Zhang, on the other hand, felt that this person was a good person, fair and upright. Not bad.

Wu Anguo looked at Hans and Fatty before him and suddenly understood what his cousin meant.

Slowly, the mahjong table was tricked by the cousin who had a good mouth.

Several men were captivated by their cousin's description of the future. They didn't even play mahjong seriously, shuffling the cards and winning Xu Bao's cards. Xu Bao had unknowingly won a lot of money. She was unhappy. How could you guys be like this? If you're not serious when it comes to mahjong, even if you lose, you have to lose seriously.

When his cousin saw this, she became angry and quickly comforted him. "Little Treasure, we're talking about something very important here."

Xu Bao said, "Playing mahjong is also very important!"

"That's not the same thing. If this deal is successful, we can all make a lot of money." His cousin answered with a beaming smile.

Xu Bao asked curiously, "Many? How many?"

His cousin said with a look of yearning, "A lot, a lot!"

Xu Bao pushed out all the money he had won today and asked, "Is there that much?"

The other three people on the mahjong table looked at the pile of money and were stunned. The three of them then looked at the money in front of them. Sure enough, they didn't know when, but money had already arrived at Xu Bao's place.

All sorts of envious and jealous expressions appeared on his cousin's face. This cousin of his had always been synonymous with being a fool. However, his luck was extremely good. He embarrassedly said, "It should be more or less the same."

Xu Bao expressed his confusion. Why are all of you wasting so much trouble? It would be better to win by playing mahjong than me …

Everyone was crying in their hearts. Even the valiant Hans was crying. Who could be like you, obsessed with Xu, who would only be able to win and not lose? Smuggling firearms would earn him a lot of money, and was also a huge risk. He was even worried about it. If it really was that easy, who would still smuggle weapons?

Right when the scene was quiet, someone suddenly entered from outside.

Chen Siya supported the drunk Song Yihan with great difficulty.

In the living room, Song Yihan caught sight of Xu Bao. He wore a sweet smile, and a cute face. No matter how he looked at it, Xu Bao was beautiful. He waddled over.

Chen Siya also saw Wu Anguo dressed in casual clothes. Her heart skipped a beat, fearing that Big Brother Wu would misunderstand something.

Song Yi stepped forward and steadied himself. He looked at Xu Bao without a care in the world, then said with a smile, "Little Treasure, I'm back. What are you guys playing at? Did you have a good time today?"

Xu Bao saw that Brother Song had snuck out to drink. He must have gone to eat something delicious. If he knew earlier, she would have gone to eat too. It was better than listening to them talk about that boring topic. She replied gloomily, "Brother Song, we are playing mahjong, but they are always talking about smuggling. Do you want to come along?"