Everyone else had no objections.
Then Shu Yao created a group and invited Meng Jingwei. "Pull Xiao Shao and President Qing in."
She didn't have their contact information, so she had to ask Meng Jingwei to add them.
Meng Jingwei, unable to refuse, pulled both of them into the group.
And then...
The other three had sent their payment codes. Qing Muye, holding his phone, was bewildered.
Where was the payment code?
"President Qing, please send your payment code," Shu Yao urged.
Qing Muye, the one being addressed, had been fiddling with his phone, searching for the payment code.
He had never used this before. Chu Xue, standing behind him, was equally confused. She said, "Neither Muye ge nor I need this."
Meng Jingwei rolled her eyes at her. "If you don't know, just say so. Stop making excuses!"
"You..."
Chu Xue's face turned pale from the retort, but thinking that everyone was sitting together, she didn't want to spoil the atmosphere. She said, "Then please help Muye ge find it."
"Alright. I'll reluctantly help."
Meng Jingwei grudgingly agreed.
The truth was, Qing Muye was sitting next to Xiao Cheng. Qing Muye and Xiao Cheng had an unpleasant falling out over the wedding banquet, but they were both in the business world. Even if they weren't friendly, they wouldn't openly show it.
Moreover, it was the Xiao family who was in the wrong this time.
She leaned closer to Qing Muye and pointed at his phone. "Tap 'Me' at the very bottom."
Meng Jingwei suddenly got close to Qing Muye, and a familiar scent wafted over him.
This scent inexplicably impacted Qing Muye, as if it instantly pulled their relationship back to two months ago.
His heart raced, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the unnaturalness on his face flashed by, unnoticed.
"I'm talking to you!"
Meng Jingwei finished speaking. Qing Muye, however, seemed to be lost in thought due to her sudden proximity. Meng Jingwei couldn't help but shout.
The man snapped back to reality and immediately tapped 'Me' on WeChat.
Meng Jingwei continued, "After tapping 'Me,' tap 'Payment.'"
Qing Muye didn't say anything but very cooperatively tapped 'Payment.'
Then the phone screen switched, and it landed on the payment page.
Meng Jingwei was looking at Qing Muye's phone, about to teach him how to find the payment code, when she saw the balance in his WeChat 'Wallet.'
Seeing the long string of numbers, Meng Jingwei couldn't help but freeze. She silently counted: ones, tens, hundreds... tens of millions, billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions!
That's right, over ninety billion!
Meng Jingwei's mouth twitched uncontrollably. This had truly touched her knowledge blind spot!
It turned out that the limit in the WeChat wallet truly had no upper bound.
"Then what?"
Seeing that Meng Jingwei hadn't reacted for a long time, the man asked.
Meng Jingwei finally came to her senses. "Then tap 'Receive and Pay.' But... how much are we betting?"
At this moment, Meng Jingwei finally came to her senses. Everyone sitting here were all big shots.
Qing Muye was at least the richest man in Lancheng, and digging deeper into his financial strength, he was very likely the richest man in the country. Xiao Cheng was the young master of the Xiao family. Shu Yao's background was unknown, but her financial strength was at least ten billion.
So...
Was she embarrassing herself?
Meng Jingwei secretly calculated the balance in her bank account.
Then she heard...
Xiao Cheng: "It doesn't matter, anything is fine."
Shu Yao: "I'm flexible."
Qing Muye: "Whatever works for me."
Meng Jingwei: "..."
Damn it, you all say anything is fine, but my wallet doesn't allow it, my strength isn't enough!
Thinking that she had taken a job at a car show yesterday for thirty thousand yuan, in the biting cold wind of winter, she could only earn thirty thousand yuan in two hours. Who gave her the courage to dare play cards with several billionaires?
Was it Liang Jingru who gave her the courage?
Thinking of this, Meng Jingwei wished she could slap herself a few times!
Is it too late to regret it now?
For a moment, all five pairs of eyes fell on Meng Jingwei's face. Even though she was usually composed, she couldn't hide her embarrassment at this moment.
"Weiwei, if you don't have much money, let's play with smaller stakes. Five thousand per round," Shu Yao said.
Meng Jingwei heard it and thought it was small.
But five thousand...
It was really not small!
Fortunately, China had explicit regulations that gambling was not illegal. Otherwise, this would truly be gathering to gamble.
"Okay, let's do it."
Meng Jingwei took a deep breath, "Don't be afraid, stay calm!"
Play well, maybe tonight I can win the down payment for a house.
She agreed and helped Qing Muye find the 'payment code' and send it to the group.
WeChat's daily transfer limit in China was between one hundred thousand and one million, which didn't affect anything.
They officially started playing cards. Qing Muye rolled the dice and arranged the tiles.
Meng Jingwei looked at her hand. It wasn't bad. With two more tiles, she would be ready to win.
However, after each person played one tile, Qing Muye was ready to win. Meng Jingwei curled her lips and followed suit.
"Seven of Bamboos."
Xiao Cheng played a tile.
Meng Jingwei's eyes lit up. "Hahaha, I won."
She happily spread her tiles. "Edge Seven of Bamboos!"
Winning with just one card wasn't a great win.
Meng Jingwei originally wanted to wait for two more rounds, for a suitable tile to be ready to win, but Qing Muye was ready before her, so she had to follow suit.
"Chaos of Three Winds plus winning, ten thousand per person." She was overjoyed.
Just as Meng Jingwei was reaching for the money, Qing Muye calmly said, "Intercepted!"
He slowly revealed his tiles. "Middle, White, and Chaos of Three Winds."
Fifteen thousand!
"Wow, such a good hand? I haven't even completed my set yet," Shu Yao muttered.
Xiao Cheng said nothing, glanced at Qing Muye, then at Meng Jingwei. He saw that the girl who was just happily beaming now looked dejected, showing a look of heartache.
"Bad luck!"
Meng Jingwei muttered, and immediately took out her phone to transfer money to Qing Muye.
"Ding, fifteen thousand received."
"Ding, fifteen thousand received."
"Ding, fifteen thousand received."
The sound was exceptionally pleasant.
After playing a few more rounds, Xiao Cheng drew his own winning hand, Shu Yao won a round, Qing Muye drew his own winning hand and won another round. As for Meng Jingwei, she didn't win a single round.
She started to have wicked thoughts. She smiled at Qing Sihuai and said, "Seventh Uncle, do you want to invest? If you invest, and I win, we can split it fifty-fifty, okay?"
"Your luck is bad. I'll invest in Yao Yao instead," Qing Sihuai, sitting next to Shu Yao, said with a slight smile, delivering a devastating blow that 'pierced' Meng Jingwei's heart.
"Seventh Uncle, you'll regret this."
Meng Jingwei smiled and continued playing.
Her desperate desire to win money made her adjust her state, but she didn't notice that Qing Muye, who was sitting on her previous turn, would occasionally glance at her, his emotions always being drawn by her joys and sorrows.
After parting for two months, she had lost a lot of weight.
"Fifty thousand!"
Shu Yao played a tile. Qing Muye looked down at the mahjong tiles on the table. He was ready to win, needing a two, five, or eight of Bamboos, but he didn't say anything.
"Haha, I won. I needed a two and a five of Bamboos! I finally got a winning hand."