C42 Winning a Small One

Qin Hao ignored him. When he saw that most of the people in the queue had left, he walked forward and said, "Boss, bring me a stack of tickets."

The fat boss turned around and took a stack of tickets. "How many?"

"I want them all," Wan Hongda said.

"Young Master Wan, there's no point in playing like this." Qin Hao smiled.

"So what do you think we should do?" Wan Hongda asked impatiently