On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Su Jianjun is no longer busy after New Year's Eve. He can't just think about making money all year round, but he also has to enjoy it occasionally.

In the morning, I borrowed my son's car and rode a horse around. In the afternoon, I went to an old friend's house to play mahjong.

However, this time he met an unexpected poker friend.

When Huang Hongbo walked into the mahjong room, Su Jianjun was slightly surprised.

Business and political circles all have distinct circles. Although Huang Tuhao is good at building the Great Wall, he is not from his own circle. He is either surrounded by the richest businessmen from all walks of life in Jianglan, or powerful leaders in the city.

Lao Su considers himself to be from a well-off family with a little money, so last year he started to become a millionaire by investing in B-shares. However, his status has not improved qualitatively. The poker players he is familiar with are all the same, and he is still the third.

Once I met Huang Hongbo while playing cards.

Su Jianjun's old friend, the host who played mahjong today, took the initiative to introduce him to the other two people: "Boss Huang is very famous in our Jianglan. I think everyone knows him, so I won't introduce him further."

In fact, the host was quite puzzled. Although he and Huang Hongbo knew each other, they were not close friends. He also knew very well that he could not climb into other people's circles. There was no point in forcing his way in, and he would have to be disliked.

However, for some unknown reason, Huang Tuhao recently took the initiative to condescend to his house and play mahjong twice. The second time, he named him to help Su Jianjun play together.

This was even more puzzling. As far as he knew, Su Jianjun and Huang Hongbo had nothing to do with each other.

Su Jianjun was a little uneasy.

He always felt that something was a little strange. Huang Hongbo could not come to this circle for no reason.

And because of the relationship between Huang Panpan and Su Zelin, he felt somewhat guilty.

Huang Hongbo has vast magical powers and extensive contacts, so he might not know about Panpan’s admiration for Zelin.

Although there is nothing between his son and the little princess of the Huang family, even if there is, Huang Panpan took the initiative, but this matter is difficult to explain, and people may not believe it.

The game started absentmindedly, but fortunately Huang Hongbo just played cards and had fun, or talked about romance, and said nothing else.

And Su Jianjun soon discovered another thing. Huang Hongbo, who was sitting at home, seemed to be playing cards to himself intentionally or unintentionally.

There are no fathers and sons in the card game, and the situation of playing cards generally only exists when someone is asking for something, or deliberately trying to win over someone, such as wanting to have a relationship with a certain leader.

But I don’t have anything worthy of being won over by rich people.

Su Jianjun was confused.

Playing like this until the evening, the game is over.

Su Jianjun has to go home for dinner, otherwise Zhao Lixia will roar like a lion from the east of the river. Everyone knows this.

Huang Hongbo lost more than three thousand yuan, but the rich man didn't even frown.

Lao Su won the most and took the lion's share, while the other two received hundreds each.

Su Jianjun, who won nearly 2,000 yuan, was happy but also surprised.

Tonight, Huang Hongbo took the initiative to give money away, and the main target of his gift seemed to be himself.

After leaving my old friend's house, the Santana was parked outside. In 2002, there were not many private cars in small towns. Unless it was a busy city, you could basically park anywhere on the roadside without having your license plate copied.

"Boss Su!"

Just as I was about to get in the car, Huang Hongbo's voice came from behind me.

Huang Tuhao strode over, handed over a Chinese stick, and said with a smile: "Haha, speaking of which, my daughter Panpan and your son Su Zelin are from the same university."

"Yeah, it's quite a coincidence."

Su Jianjun took over Zhonghua and was quite flattered when he saw Huang Hongbo took out a lighter and wanted to light it for himself: "If there is fire, I can do it myself!"

At the same time, he also knew that Huang Hongbo might not only chat with him for a while, but also at least have a cigarette.

The two of them lit up their cigarettes and puffed away on the roadside.

"Boss Su, I think you may have heard about my daughter and us, right?"

Huang Hongbo spoke again.

"Have heard a little bit."

Su Jianjun didn't understand why he mentioned family matters, but he nodded anyway.

"When Panpan was young, her mother and I were busy doing business and neglected to take care of her, and some very bad things happened."

Huang Hongbo's face darkened.

He was referring to Huang Panpan's grandma. The night his old mother suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and disappeared, not only did she lose a close relative, but she also made it difficult for another close relative to forgive him.

"Although we tried our best to make up for it, we were still resented by our daughter, and Panpan became very extreme. Fortunately, she listened to your Zelin. Because of your relationship with Mr. Ling, our relationship with our daughter has been greatly improved."

"Panpan has become a lot more sensible since she went to college, and she even joined the student union. I think she also got help from Zelin. It was he who sent Panpan back during the winter vacation, so my wife and I are very grateful to him.

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Huang Hongbo's words made Su Jianjun suddenly realize.

No wonder Huang Tuhao keeps playing cards for himself tonight, so that’s how it is!

But even he didn't know about Su Zelin sending Huang Panpan home and helping her join the student union. His son never mentioned this.

After finishing smoking a cigarette, Huang Hongbo took out a big fortune from his arms and stuffed it into Su Jianjun's hand: "Just a small thank you, I wish Zelin's academic progress. Boss Su, please give it to him for me when you get back."

Su Jianjun weighed it up and found that this red envelope was not small. It must have at least seven or eight old people's heads.

Unsurprisingly, it should be eight, because the red envelopes in Zhejiang Province have the habit of asking for six or eight wishes.

The Xia State is famous for its large red envelopes in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Lu areas, especially the New Year's money given to one's own children, which can cost thousands in future generations.

Even at the beginning of the new century, the amount given will not be too little.

Of course, it depends on the situation of each household.

For example, for a family with relatively good conditions like the Su family, Lao Su gave Su Zelin a 666 during the Chinese New Year, and Zhao Lixia also got a 368.

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The amount given to other people's children will be less, but it will still be 68, 88, 108 or 168. The amount given depends on the situation, and there are also special cases. For example, the two elders are not stingy in giving Qin Shiqing. This year, they will be treated the same as Su Zelin, and they will become their future daughter-in-law.

It’s hard to refuse the New Year’s red envelope, and it’s for my son.

"Boss Huang, thank you!" Su Jianjun quickly took out a red envelope in return: "This is for Panpan, and I also wish her academic progress!"

He was a little embarrassed. His red envelope was a bit small, with only one, sixty-eight dollars in it. Su Jianjun didn't expect to encounter such a situation. He couldn't stuff more money into the red envelope in front of Huang Hongbo. That would be too much.

Sorry.

"Haha, okay, I'll just thank you for Panpan, Boss Su. Let's play cards together again if we have the chance. Goodbye!"

"Okay, bye!"

Huang Hongbo got into an Audi with three 8's at the end and left. Su Jianjun then drove the Santana home.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhao Lixia asked: "Winning or losing?"

She doesn't really approve of Su Jianjun playing cards, but she has no choice but to let him have some fun during the Chinese New Year. Fortunately, her husband is quite measured, and he enjoys playing without indulging in it.

But every time she comes back, Su’s mother has to worry about winning or losing.

"Won a thousand and nine!"

Su Jianjun told the truth.

"So many?"

Zhao Lixia was pleasantly surprised.

Usually when Su Jianjun goes out to play cards, the most he can win or lose is a few hundred. When he is particularly lucky or unlucky, it will only be five or six hundred.

She couldn't help but ask: "Who is so lucky?"

"It's not because they were unlucky, they just gave me money on purpose!"

Su Jianjun corrected.

"I'm giving you money, but you're not a leader. Who can afford to give you money when they're full?"

Mother Su was puzzled.

"Huang Hongbo!"

When Su Jianjun said this name, Zhao Lixia was surprised.

"What, Huang Hongbo?"

"Yes, he said that our son helped to persuade Panpan, which eased the relationship between her and her parents a lot. In addition, Zelin took good care of Panpan in college and helped her join the student union. Well, he also gave his son a

The big red envelope should be from 888!"

Su Jianjun took out the red envelope.

"You are so old, how many families have you returned?"

"168, there was nothing I could do. I only had so much prepared at that time."

Dad Su was a little helpless, and then said.

"It seems that Huang Hongbo is not opposed to Panpan and Zelin's interaction."

If he doesn't want Huang Panpan to get close to his son, he will thank his son for what he does, but he will give it a hint.

However, he didn't say anything else at the time.
To be continued...