"Hey, what's everyone up to? Why does everyone have gloomy faces on such a joyous day?"
Rolling up his sleeves, Old Zhao glanced at the time on his watch: "Hmm, it's 4 PM now, almost dusk. Xiao Wen, go get the cards, Xiao Wu, get some peanuts and snacks. Let's have a good round of games."
"Right away, I'm on it!" With a flash, he dashed out the door. Watching the disappearing Wen Quanxin, Old Lin looked puzzled at Zhao Yunhai, then leaned in to whisper: "Haha, I didn't expect you play cards."
On hearing this, Old Zhao raised his eyebrows: "What do you think? Are there any guys these days who can't play cards?"
"Haha, knowing how to play is one thing, but playing well is another." With a strong hint of challenge, Lin Junfu was clearly throwing down the gauntlet to Old Zhao.
"Oh really? Then why not give it a try? Are you up for it?" Old Zhao didn't back down.
