A Smooth Path in Med

Just in such a small mountain village, there emerged a household name—Zhang Fan's uncle.,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,Zhang Fan was dumbfounded after missing the job fair. He had his diploma, but where could he find a job。