Chapter 199 The Lucky One Percent
Life is like a gamble.
With more than a thousand yuan in his pocket, Fan Hongyu once again entered the battlefield.
Today's Fan Hongyu is still the same Fan Hongyu as yesterday, but he is fundamentally different from yesterday's Fan Hongyu.
He won a few!
These few moves gave him confidence and courage.
[Ding Dong~ 2230 yuan has been added to your account! ]
[Ding Dong~ 1120 yuan has been added to your account! ]
The pleasant reminder sound elevated Fan Hongyu's spirit while he was hiding in the rental house.
Soon, Fan Hongyu quickly sent the screenshot taken on his mobile phone to the group.
This group is not a class group or a work group, but a chat group where many gamblers like Fan Hongyu gather.
What Fan Hongyu sent was not only the balance number in the bank account, but also a screenshot of the poker table.
"Fuck! Brother, help me. I won tens of thousands, right?"
"Awesome! I always lose recently, do you have any tricks to teach me? After I win, I will definitely treat you to a meal, a bath and a massage!"
"Brother, please lend me some money. I am so poor that I can't even afford to eat."
"How much did you win today, bro?"
“What kind of platform is this? Is it reliable?”
"Brother, please stop caring about making money for yourself and take care of your brothers."
"A few days ago I saw this poor man begging for money in the group, and today he got rich. Is this real or a fake picture? Is this really your picture?"
Looking at the comments of those gamblers in the group, Fan Hongyu smiled slightly and quickly sent a few screenshots.
Soon, with the help of screenshots of deposits and gambling interfaces, people in the group believed these things.
Various comments began to flood the screen, and people kept chatting privately with Fan Hongyu.
"Brother, lend me some money for food. I've been hungry for days. I will definitely pay you back when I get paid at the end of the month. If I don't pay you back, I'm not a human being!"
"I played on that website. Tell me, I won money, and I can't do you."
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Fan Hongyu looked at the phone interface with a smile. Just a few screenshots he sent out casually caused those second-rate guys in the group to express amazement, envy, sour words, jealousy, and sarcastic attitudes.
Looking at the compliments and envy from these people, Fan Hongyu couldn't help but feel that he was in power and could live his life as he pleased.
“Money is a good thing!”
Fan Hongyu closed the chat interface with a smile and continued gambling.
If gambling always results in losses, no one will play.
The kind of gambling that is truly addictive is the kind where you lose more and win less.
As long as the chances of winning are not extremely small, some people will only see the winners and will not care about those who lose.
Normally, the chance of winning is less than 30%, and once the number of times increases, it will be much lower than this number.
It’s just like walking by a river often. If you do it too often, you will fall into it all of a sudden!
If you lose too much, you naturally won’t be able to keep people, so many times some necessary wins are sweet.
Nine out of ten times you lose in gambling, many people understand the rules of the casino, and basically everyone who enters the gambling game is aware of the problems involved.
But this is the charm of gambling. Once you really get involved, it is difficult to get out.
Money is a good thing. Fan Hongyu used more than one thousand yuan to win 20,000 yuan in one night.
His eyes were red and bloodshot, his hair was dry, his mouth was dry, and his limbs were cold.
But this person is still alive.
Having money means living.
After six o'clock in the morning, Fan Hongyu stood up and walked out of the house.
This night was the happiest night for Fan Hongyu.
Having won the money, Fan Hongyu did not get carried away and all he had is a one-shot bet. This time he decided to quit while he was ahead and did not lose all the money he had won.
As I said, every gambler knows the harms of gambling, and you can’t really understand what he is thinking.
These people all know what a casino is, they just go there to take advantage of the bargain!
As long as one person out of a hundred makes money tonight, the rest will believe that this place can make money.
They are all betting that they will be the one percent lucky ones!
Just like the uncle who won the gambling in the Internet cafe, the person who brought Fan Hongyu into the gambling pit. If the other party's end was extremely miserable, with his legs broken and his head stepped on, he would have been lying in front of Fan Hongyu early on. How could Fan Hongyu become a gambler?
Fan Hongyu won money today. In the chat group of more than a thousand people, he was one of the lucky 1%.
Whether they are newcomers who have just entered this cesspool or old people who are preparing to go ashore, they will all be affected by Fan Hongyu's turnaround.
Fan Hongyu went to the bank ATM to withdraw six thousand yuan, then walked home with his head held high.
The incident of stealing money yesterday and spending all the 5,000 yuan were nothing to Fan Hongyu.
There will be no return without investment, and all that is lost is already in the past.
Fan Hongyu didn't care about those people's attitudes at all. He knew very well that as long as he had money in his pocket and as long as he took the money back, those people would no longer care about that matter.
Soon, Fan Hongyu returned to the community and slowly walked to the attic.
"Mom, open the door for me." Fan Hongyu shouted. Both his tone and attitude were very normal at this moment, as if he had never done such a thing.
In the house, Fan Hongyu's father had already gotten up and was preparing to eat.
Fan Huihui also got up and was eating, but she had no money to eat out!
After hearing the knock on the door and Fan Hongyu's voice, the family immediately looked towards the door.
Lao Fan was very angry, but he didn't vent his anger after all.
He sat there with a sullen look on his face, not saying a word.
Soon, Fan Hongyu's old mother walked out and opened the door for her son.
When the door opened, the old mother saw her son standing at the door with a casual look on his face. She said angrily, "Why are you so disappointing? Did you spend the five thousand yuan your father gave you?"
When Fan Hongyu heard his mother's reproach, he retorted: "I didn't spend it! I put it in the bank!"
After hearing this, Fan Huihui couldn't help but said, "Give me back the money you stole from me!!"
Hearing his sister's words, Fan Hongyu reached into his arms and took out a stack of red banknotes.
Walking directly into the house, Fan Hongyu casually counted out five hundred yuan and put it aside, "I'm going to go in and sleep, don't bother me! Dad, I'll keep this money for my own business. It's for me anyway, so don't worry about getting married."
Fan Hongyu said to Lao Fan that in this family, he was the one who was least afraid of Lao Fan.
Old Fan looked at the stack of banknotes in his son's hand, and felt relieved after confirming that his son had not spent the 5,000 yuan.
He had no intention of teaching his son a lesson, he was just worried. Now that he saw that his son did not spend the money, he naturally no longer felt angry.
Fan Huihui looked at the five hundred yuan and said quickly, "It's not enough! You also stole one thousand six hundred yuan from Lili! Give it back to me now!"
Fan Hongyu was too lazy to pay attention to the girl and went straight to sleep.
Just when Fan Huihui's little hand was about to grab the five hundred yuan, her old mother's big hand naturally took the money.
"What money do you two want? I'll keep this money for you. Go eat quickly and then go to school!"
