A Smooth Path in Med

Zhang Fan spent his days working on construction sites and his nights posting ads for a real estate agent. After twenty days of hard work, he still lacked over two thousand yuan for his tuition fees.,“Goodness, this is unexpected! Even the peddler has joined in. Come on everyone, make some room!” As he spoke, seven or eight people quickly made space.,That's how he won two or three hundred yuan for the day. He didn't dare to win more. After all, it was just a small gambling den. If he smashed it and cleaned everyone out, no one would be stupid enough to play with Zhang Fan anymore. Who wants to play if someone is always winning without losing。