The reason why Chou Ping stayed in the company in the afternoon was just to verify something.
As expected, at the afternoon meeting, the company boss overturned the development plan proposed by Sarah and several other department heads, and then bluntly proposed that the company's next business focus would be on the Asian market, and asked each department to re-formulate the plan.
After get off work, Chou Ping received a text message from Sarah: Will you go to my house tonight? I have a surprise for you!
The corner of Chou Ping's mouth curled up. It seemed that his act of revenge had unintentionally unleashed the beast in Sarah's heart. It doesn't matter. Take your time and I will train you well!
"Hey Chou, why don't you go have a drink tonight? There's a new bar that's really nice!" said colleague Anderson at the elevator entrance.
Anderson is a black guy who joined the company with Chou Ping. In this country where racial discrimination exists secretly, he doesn't seem to be well received by others. He is usually more friendly with Chou Ping and they get together when they have time.
"Okay, no problem!" Chou Ping nodded, taking out his phone and turning on the recording function as he spoke.
Ding!
The elevator door opened, and standing inside was a blond young man with freckles wearing a floral shirt.
His name is Ram, and he is a guy who is more racially superior than Sarah. In his eyes, except for white people, all other races are garbage.
So every time I see Anderson, who is relatively loyal, I will make some sarcastic remarks.
After Ram saw Chou Ping and Anderson, he said with a bit of ridicule: "Fuck, why did I meet you, an idiot, and this Chinaman again!"
"Hey, black baboon, you'd better take the stairs after get off work from now on. Isn't it said that black people are the best athletes? Believe me, exercise hard, maybe you can go to the Olympics and win a running championship! Also, you'd better bring it with you Your friend, Asian yellow skin, haha!"
Before Ram's sarcastic laughter could stop, Chou Ping walked into the elevator and kicked him directly to the ground without saying a word. He followed up with a left hook, a right hook, and then grabbed him. His hair brought his face into close contact with his knees.
Ram was beaten like a fool, lying like a puddle of mud in the corner of the elevator groaning in pain, while Anderson's face was dull.
He didn't expect Chou's reaction to be so fierce. He didn't even have time to dissuade him, and he had already beaten the other party to the point where he was unable to fight back. We were going to have a drink, and we hadn't drunk yet. Why were we so excited?
"Do you want to vent your anger a few times?" Chou Ping kicked him a few more times, then turned to Anderson and said.
"Oh... no, no, no, I'll beat him to death!" Anderson, a good citizen, waved his hands repeatedly.
"It hurts... it hurts me so much, you bastard... you hurt me! I'm going to call the police, I'm going to make you pay the price, you will be fired!" Ram sobbed, covering his bleeding nose.
"Oh, really, you are a seriously racist guy. If I post your speech on Twitter, I believe you will be the first to be expelled. In addition, there are many black brothers who want to break you up. balls, and then stuff them into your mouth! Do you believe it?"
Chou Ping sneered, took out his phone from his pocket and clicked it, and heard what the other party had just said.
Just like some animal protectors in their own country will violently attack the "murderer" for a cat or dog that has been abused, just like a life-or-death feud.
In the United States, if anyone openly makes racist remarks, it will cause an uproar. Losing his job and paying money is the next best thing, and even not being beaten to death is considered a good thing.
"You...you..." Ram was suddenly speechless. It seemed that he was destined to suffer the loss of being mute.
"If I hear your arrogant words again, I will definitely make you a celebrity in our company, do you hear me?" Chou Ping said coldly.
"Listen...I heard it, I will never do it again!" Ram was completely frightened. He originally thought that the other party was easy to bully, but who knew that he actually hit the iron plate.
"Okay, let's go. I believe this guy will be honest in the future." Chou Ping pushed Anderson and said nonchalantly.
Anderson was particularly touched by Chou Ping's action, but he also had an indescribable strange feeling. He couldn't help but said: "Chou, you seem to have changed a bit!"
"Oh, has it changed? Haha, aren't we still friends?" Chou Ping asked with a grin.
"Yes, we are friends!" Anderson nodded heavily.
…
In the neon-lit bar, after drinking a few glasses of pure dark beer and whiskey, Chou Ping felt that his heartbeat was particularly strong and his body was slightly hot. It was time to go to the casino.
"Anderson, would you like to play some games next to me?" Chou Ping asked, putting down his wine glass.
"Oh, no, I don't like playing that, go ahead." Anderson shook his head. Although he was a little eager to move, his shyness restricted his actions.
Ordinary employees like him and Chou Ping only earn a little over two thousand dollars a month, and they have to pay for rent, food, and daily necessities. After a month, it would be good to save a thousand or eight hundred dollars.
Once he entered the casino, it was a bottomless pit, so he was determined not to go.
Chou Ping, who already knew the answer, smiled, patted the other party on the shoulder, and strode out of the bar.
An hour later, at the entrance of the casino, Chou Ping stood there with some annoyance. He had already come out. The fact was that he had changed his destiny.
Not only did he lose all his savings for half a year, he also owed $20,000 in debt, which was the maximum amount the casino could lend to an ordinary gambler like him.
"Shit!"
Chou Ping cursed unwillingly and kicked the can off the ground.
He could have won because he clearly remembered what the dealer had in every hand the last time he played blackjack.
So he doubled his entire net worth in the first move, and then easily made ten thousand US dollars.
This may be the easiest money he has ever made in his life. Ten thousand US dollars has been his income for nearly half a year.
After a small trial, Chou Ping became bolder and bet all his principal and the 10,000 he just won on the second hand.
As a result, he clearly remembered that the dealer would blow up, but he had seventeen points. To be on the safe side, he didn't ask for any cards when the two cards in his hand added up to fourteen points.
The result was, of course, a total loss.
At this moment, Chou Ping was jealous of losing, thinking that he had remembered it wrong. After thinking about it in his mind, he clearly remembered that he was the black jack in the third hand, which was the biggest card.
So, he confidently applied for a loan and successfully borrowed US$30,000, ready to make a comeback.
The results proved that Xianyu was always Xianyu. The only thing he was better than Xianyu was that Xianyu was not qualified to owe a huge debt of thirty thousand US dollars.
The hot wind carrying the smell of the desert blew against his face, and the color on Chou Ping's face, which was a little red due to the oxygen, also faded a little.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he seemed to understand why he lost.
In the original memory, he lost the first time, but this time he won the first time, and the dealer lost. Whether it was time or psychology, there had been changes.
Therefore, the shuffling order will also change slightly, and the final cards will naturally be different.
So the reason is just two words, change!
A debt of thirty thousand dollars...
Chou Ping looked up to the sky and sighed. If he couldn't do it all over again, this debt would become a huge mountain and he would never be able to breathe.
Thirty thousand is the principal, and after his monthly salary, apart from basic expenses, the rest will be enough to pay off the interest.
In other words, without a salary increase, he would have to work for the casino almost all his life.
At this time, Chou Ping's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Sarah calling.
"Hi, Chou, have you finished your work over there? I've been waiting for you at home for a long time..."
Through the phone, Chou Ping seemed to be able to see the big-assed foreign girl wearing a sexy inner body, looking at the phone with seductive eyes and exhaling like blue.
Chou Ping's current mood really needs to relax.
A quarter of an hour later, a taxi stopped at the entrance of a high-end community. It was also an apartment, but the environment where Sara lived was much better than where Chou Ping lived.
"For a big man, the rent for the cheapest house here is probably a thousand dollars!"
Following the location guidance given by Sarah, Chou Ping entered an apartment, took the elevator to the sixth floor, found the house number, and pressed the doorbell.
The door opened quickly, and the scene inside almost made Chou Ping spit out nosebleeds.
The pink three-point style really only has three points, it just covers the key parts.
While he was still slightly dazed, a slender and fleshy hand had already been put on his shoulder, and the next second he was pulled behind the door.
While Sarah kissed Chou Ping's neck, she stretched out her white legs to kick the door shut, and her lips moved up to the other person's mouth.
Chou Ping came to his senses and pushed Sarah away.
Sarah was stunned for a moment after being pushed away, and said sadly: "Chou, do you stop loving me so quickly?"
Chou Ping sneered: "Has there ever been love between you and me?"
Sarah's eyes shone with a special light: "Chou, you are so manly!"
Then Sarah rushed towards Chou Ping: "Quick, hurry up and ravage me hard!"
Chou Ping pushed her away again, "Go and make me something to eat. I'm a little hungry now."
There was a faint mist in Sarah's eyes. There were many men pursuing her on her terms. Which man dared to speak to her in such a tone?
From birth to now, she has never cooked food for any man, except her father.
But at the same time, I felt an inexplicable excitement in my heart.
"Chou... I can make it for you, but I really can't help it. Before you came, I took something to help with sex..."
At this time, Chou Ping accidentally saw the messy clothes on the sofa and the strange toys of different lengths.
"You're a female cat in heat!"
When Sarah heard what Chou Ping said, not only was she not annoyed, but she gave Chou Ping a wink: "That's right, my dear master!"
"Go and make some food for me, remember to raise your butt higher when cooking!" Chou Ping slapped the raised buttocks and shouted.
Sarah was still a little disappointed, but when she heard Chou Ping's next words, the flush on her face deepened.
"Hate..."
Chou Ping curled his lips and said, "If you don't like it, forget it!"
"No no no! I like it!"
Later, in the kitchen, bathroom, living room, and bedroom of Sarah's house... Chou Ping tried his best to fully train this sultry boss who had looked down upon him two days ago until he fell asleep.
When Chou Ping woke up, he found that the naked Sarah was coiled on his body like an octopus, with the unusually plump part pressing against his chest. This strange feeling made him unable to help but get excited again.
"Fake!" Chou Ping cursed secretly. Just as he was about to do morning exercises, the phone placed by the window suddenly rang.
I wiped it, it was already ten o'clock, and Chou Ping noticed the time. It seemed that he had too much fun yesterday, and his body will not lie to others.
Chou Ping shook his slightly groggy head and picked up the phone. It was Mike calling.
Today is the weekend. Mike called because he had made an appointment to have lunch together. Besides, he was also planning to introduce a beautiful girl to him?
After thinking for a while, Chou Ping answered the phone.
"Hello, Chou, I wish you a happy weekend!"
"Mike, I think I'm having a great time this weekend."
"Haha, it seems you have guessed it. Yes, I am going to introduce you to a beautiful girl. Young man, prepare to release and relax your energy that has nowhere to go!"
Chou Ping glanced at Dick, who had worked hard all night, and smiled bitterly.
Before yesterday, he really had nowhere to put his energy, but today it was temporarily out of stock. Even if he forced to restock, he might not have a pleasant experience.
This is very unfair to the beautiful girl I haven't met yet.
"Mike, I'm very sorry, today I..."
"Oh, Chou, are you awake so early? Do you want to do some morning exercises?"
Chou Ping suddenly felt a warmth down there, and when he looked down, he realized that Sarah had knelt down in front of him at some point.
"Oh! God, I heard something, Chou! Did I disturb you?" Mike's disbelieving voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Mike, you're as smart as ever!"
The other person hung up the phone very wisely, and with Sarah's efforts, Chou Ping felt like he was standing up again.
Grabbing Sara's hair, Chou Ping nuzzled at the sofa next to her, and the latter obediently crawled over and pouted like a puppy...
This was indeed a pleasant weekend. Ever since graduation, Chou Ping had never indulged himself so much in his memory.
On this day, Chou Ping didn't even have a chance to get dressed. Sarah made both breakfast and lunch with her own hands.
To be fair, the steaks cooked by this woman are quite good, and her refrigerator is not as empty as that of a poor man like Chou Ping.
As night fell, Sarah, who was extremely satisfied, lay down next to Chou Ping, drawing circles on his chest with her fingers, her eyes as silk as her eyes and her face as rosy as if she was about to drip water.
"Chou, I don't want to make dinner. Can we go out for a big dinner? I think I should treat you to a meal. I was too harsh on you before and I need to apologize..."
"I accept your apology. We can have dinner!" Chou Ping said very calmly.
Even if I don't have a dime in my pocket now, so what, in the next reincarnation, I will spend a lot of money.
Chou Ping had never heard of this French restaurant recommended by Sarah. It was said to have received two Michelin stars and the per consumption was more than 200 dollars.
As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. After tasting it, Chou Ping had to admit that the taste here was indeed a hundred times better than the fast food restaurant next to his apartment.
After saying goodbye to Sarah, Chou Ping returned home contentedly.
Lying on the bed, Chou Ping was still recalling these magical two days, without noticing that the pointer of the cuckoo clock had already pointed to twelve o'clock...