My Waste Husband novel Chapter 218

Although Amity knew that her father was gambling in this place, it was her first time here. Everything seemed very strange and cowardly.

On the contrary, Henry took the lead and brought Amity to the top floor of Q restaurant. The luxurious gambling table and the gamblers of different shapes and appearances made the house full of noise, which made Amity a little scared. Only hiding behind Henry could she feel safe.

"Look, which one is your father?"

Looking at all the gambling tables, Amity shook her head and said, "I don't see him."

"Don't see him?" Henry felt strange. Just now, he and Amity had already seen the car downstairs.

"Over there!" Amity suddenly cried out as she pointed with her finger.

Henry looked at the direction where Amity pointed and saw a middle-aged man with a vicissitudinous face sitting on a sofa and chatting with a young man.

"Brother Meng, didn't we have a deal? You said you would pay 200,000 for this car. How come it's only 50,000 dollars now?" Mark said to the young man in front of him with an ingratiating look on his face.

The young man pursed his lips and lit a cigarette for himself. He breathed out a mouthful of smoke and said, "Old man, except for one car, you didn't give me anything else. Why should I pay you two hundred thousand yuan? I tell you, fifty thousand yuan is a generous price. If you don't want to sell it, forget it. Let's see who takes it."

"Brother Meng, please don't." Mark rubbed his hands together. "Why don't you give me another commission? It's okay to give me 100,000. I'll pay you some money back."

"F**k you!" Brother Meng flicked the cigarette butt in his hand onto Mark's body. "I said 50,000, it's 50,000. Where did you find so much nonsense, old man?"

After being hit by the cigarette butt, Mark was not angry. He still had a fawning smile on his face and said, "Brother Meng, don't be angry. It's just that 50,000... it's indeed a bit too little."

"Too little? Don't sell it if you think it's too little!" Brother Meng looked as if he was going to take advantage of him.

"Okay, then he won't sell it. This big brother, take care, and don't see us off." Henry walked over from the side with Amity.

Henry's voice immediately attracted the attention of the two who were negotiating.

Mark's expression changed when he saw Amity. His face was filled with embarrassment. "Amity, why are you here?"

"Dad!" Amity's small face was filled with anger. "If I didn't come, would you really sell my car?"

"I haven't sold it yet." Mark rubbed his hands together. "I'm talking to Brother Meng about the price."

"There's no need to talk. Dad, we won't sell it." Amity stepped forward, grabbed her father's arm, and was about to walk away.

"How can I not sell it!" Mark threw aside the arm of Amity and said, "Amity! Can you understand something? Why do you keep this car? When dad sells it, I will no longer gamble after today. I promise you to find a good job, okay?"

After that, he smiled ingratiatingly at Brother Meng. "Brother Meng, this little girl is not sensible. Don't mind her."

"Hey!" Brother Meng's eyes kept on hitting on Amity, and his eyes were filled with strong possessiveness. "Old thing, is this your daughter? Why do you still hide such a beautiful daughter? How about this, let your daughter come over and talk to me, and I will add 50,000 yuan to you."

Hearing this, Mark, who had been fawning on him, waved his hand repeatedly. "Brother Meng, you can't do that. She's still young. I'll sell the car to you for 50,000 yuan."