Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady
Chapter 61 - 61 59 Handsome Man Beautiful Woman

61: Chapter 59 Handsome Man, Beautiful Woman 61: Chapter 59 Handsome Man, Beautiful Woman When Tangyu pocketed two balls in a row and directly won the game by sinking the black eight, the fatty couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth, wishing he could slap himself hard.

Look at you showing off, now you’ve done it, showing off too much and running into an expert.

It’s a rare feat for him to clear the table in one go, but from the way Tangyu had been playing, he could feel the other’s strength, definitely not below his own.

Even without any handicaps, he was afraid it would be very difficult to win.

He was so full of himself to give a three-ball handicap, not losing would have been weird.

Watching the fatty with a downcast face, Wang Dazhuang felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

He laughed out loud and patted the fatty’s shoulder, saying, “Admit it, fatty, my brother Tangyu’s not bad, right?

But fatty, you’re also pretty decent.

Don’t rush it, this is just the first game.

There are plenty more chances to come.

You’ve got to go easy on my brother Tangyu.”

The muscles on the fatty’s face twitched, and he squeezed out a smile, saying, “Brother Dazhuang, this guy indeed has some skills.

Looks like I’m about to bleed a lot today.” While saying so his heart ached terribly.

Wang Dazhuang didn’t hold back and said, “With all that fat on you, losing a bit of blood won’t do any harm.”

The fatty twitched his mouth and looked at Tangyu.

Tangyu smiled faintly and made a welcoming gesture to the fatty, “Let’s take turns breaking.

It’s your turn this time.”

The fatty swallowed, smiled, and said, “Brother Tangyu, since you’re being so polite, I won’t hold back.” Strike first for strength, lag and invite hardship—an opening move is vital.

Often, getting the upper hand can be the key to victory.

For a master, an opening move is definitely half the victory.

However, the fatty’s luck was really not great.

Perhaps it was a slight tremble of his hand, but although he sank one ball at the break, the force was a little too strong.

The ball bounced back out, nearly causing the fatty to slap the table in frustration.

“Haha, fatty, your hands are really out of luck today.

Did you do too many bad things last night?” Wang Dazhuang was clearly taking pleasure in the fatty’s misfortune.

“Bro, stop making fun of me.

You know I’m still single.

What bad things could I be up to?” said the fatty, his face turning a bit red.

Wang Dazhuang grinned, “That’s not necessarily true, eh?

There are plenty of ways to do bad things without a girlfriend.

All you do is think about how to con people out of their money.

What do you need all that money for as a single guy if not to spend it on girls?

Even if you’re not after girls, you’ve still got two brothers close at hand—right hand sir and left hand sir will satisfy you.”

“Get lost, I’m an honest man.

I don’t know anything about girls.

I win money fairly, not con it,” the fatty glared and retorted.

Tangyu laughed.

This fatty, though somewhat cunning in some aspects, seemed to be a decent person.

It wouldn’t be bad to make friends with him.

Having spent his years in Ghost Doctor Valley, he might not have learned much else, but he’d certainly picked up the ability to read people.

After all, almost every day a great variety of characters visited Ghost Doctor Valley seeking medical help.

Tangyu had seen all sorts of people.

Copious interaction hones the skill of judging character.

Of course, some things operate on feeling, and Tangyu trusted his own instincts the most.

No one is perfect, as long as the heart is right, and he feels a person is worth befriending, then they are.

“Hehe, fatty, you have the skills to win easily.

My brother Tangyu is very magnanimous; he can afford to lose,” Wang Dazhuang laughed, seeing clearly Tangyu’s ability and feeling no worry at all.

As Tangyu played, this time there was again no suspense as he cleared the table in one stroke.

The first time, the fatty could still put on a calm facade, but this time he was completely stunned.

He thought his skills were more than adequate.

Even if not at the professional level, he was close.

But today, he had been thoroughly outclassed by Tangyu’s hands twice, both times in a very clean and decisive manner, leaving him no hope whatsoever.

How could he continue to play like this?

“Brother Tangyu, your table skills are truly incredible.

Have you received professional training?

Your level, you could totally compete with the pros,” the fatty probed.

He couldn’t afford a pro popping up and burying him today.

Tangyu smiled and said, “How could that be?

I just play casually when I have nothing else to do.”

“Uh…”

The fatty was truly wounded by Tangyu’s words this time, feeling deeply struck.

Just playing casually now and then, and to be able to play at such a level, what if he practiced seriously?

The fatty had honed his own skills through practice—four years of college without learning much, but he did develop a good game of pool.

And since his family owned a billiards room, he had been exposed to the game since childhood and naturally had become very skilled.

“No way, brother, to be this awesome just by playing occasionally, I’m on my knees to you,” the fatty was still somewhat disbelieving.

No wonder he couldn’t believe it.

There are certainly talents in every field, but pool is mostly about technique, something born of talent combined with relentless practice.

Such skills are hard to come by through half-hearted effort.

Wang Dazhuang slapped the fatty on the shoulder and said, “What’s wrong, fatty?

Still don’t believe my brother Tangyu?

Does he need to lie to you?

If he was a pro, why would he bother working at a company?

Fatty, don’t tell me you can’t handle losing just two games?”

The fatty immediately shook his head like a wobble-head doll, his facial fat seemingly dancing as well, “No, no, brother Dazhuang, don’t get me wrong.

I was just a bit shocked.

Joking aside, brother Tangyu is really a rare talent.

Such a skilled person not joining the national team would be such a waste.

Admiration, I truly admire you.”

Tangyu shook his head with a smile and said, “Playing casually for fun is fine, but I couldn’t stand doing it as a job.”

“Heh, having a bit of pride is a good thing, and joining the national team isn’t necessarily all that great.

Come on, let’s continue.

Today, Tangyu, you just let me lose all I can—it can be considered learning from you, paying the tuition fee,” the fatty said with a smile, though the smile clearly wasn’t as natural as before.

The fatty could afford to lose, and his magnanimity was quite broad-minded.

But Tangyu could tell he actually wanted to ask for the cancellation of his three-stone handicap, just too embarrassed to speak up.

Such people, besides being proud, also show a decent character from another perspective.

“The first two games were just for fun.

If we want to enjoy ourselves, let’s start now.

No need for any handicap—let’s have a fair match.

What do you say, Fatty?” Tangyu said.

The fatty was stunned, staring at Tangyu, thinking he had heard wrong.

Who would be so generous?

The first two games wouldn’t count, and he had lost two hundred yuan in them.

“How can that be okay?

If I lost, I lost; how can it not count?

No, no, that won’t do.

I, Fatty, have always been clear about winning and losing,” the fatty immediately shook his head and said.

Wang Dazhuang glanced at Tangyu, then grinned and patted the fatty, “Don’t be shy, Fatty.

If my brother Tangyu says it doesn’t count, then it doesn’t count.

You, Fatty, like to win people’s money, but you do win fair and square.

My brother sees you as a friend, you’re not going to refuse to give face, are you?”

“This—” The fatty looked at the two men and started to feel a bit embarrassed, then nodded after thinking for a moment, “Alright then, thanks, brother Tangyu.”

Tangyu’s skill was as sharp as ever, winning several rounds before intentionally letting the fatty have some advantage.

The two played a total of six games and ended up drawing.

Of course, mainly because Tangyu purposely let the fatty win the last three games, and the fatty was able to seize the opportunity to clear the board.

Time was also about right; they needed to go to work.

“It’s getting late; let’s play again another time,” Tangyu said.

The fatty nodded with a smile, “Okay, brother, but next time don’t let me win anymore.

It’s getting embarrassing.

Oh, and we haven’t introduced ourselves yet—I’m Hu Biao, just call me Fatty.

When do you two have time?

I’d like to treat you to a few drinks, how does that sound?”

Wang Dazhuang gave Tangyu an inquiring look, and Tangyu said with a smile, “That would be great, let’s see, and we can talk about it when we have time.”

“Hehe, okay then, just call me when you’re free, preferably at night, so we don’t have to worry about drinking.

I’m not too busy; as long as you’re free, I’m definitely free,” the fatty said with a laugh.

“Yeah, sure,” Tangyu nodded and started walking towards the company with Wang Dazhuang.

Wang Dazhuang was quite happy, Tangyu had indeed helped him save face.

“Tangyu, why did you intentionally let the fatty win towards the end?

He won eight hundred from me; winning a few hundred from him wouldn’t matter.”

Tangyu shook his head and said, “You can tell his life isn’t going well; winning from him wouldn’t feel right.

He wants to treat us to dinner, right?

Just think of it as him spending the money he won from you.”

Wang Dazhuang didn’t dwell on it, and said with a grin, “That’s true, we’ll just feast on his dime then.

But speaking of which, Fatty is not a bad guy.

It’s worthwhile to make friends with him.

However, this guy does trick people to win money everywhere; I bet many people have lost money to him.

This kind of side hustle isn’t too bad, actually.”

The two chatted and laughed all the way to the company, and just as they were about to enter the office area, Liu Shanshan came swaying toward them.

“Tangyu, you guys are back.

Sister Xin is looking for you,” Liu Shanshan said.

Tangyu frowned, what did Sister Xin want with him now?

Could it be about this morning when he stood up for Li Jie?

“Okay, I’ll go right now,” Tangyu said, following Liu Shanshan to Zhao Xinxin’s office.

Watching the two of them walk away, Wang Dazhuang couldn’t help feeling envious and blurted out, “They’re a perfect match.

A talented man with a beautiful lady, truly made for each other.”

Pfft—

Liu Shanshan, wearing high heels, almost tripped over when she heard this, turning back to glare fiercely at Wang Dazhuang, who prudently dodged away.

Tangyu chuckled quietly to himself, glancing at Liu Shanshan beside him.

Yeah, they were indeed a talented man and a beautiful lady, a match made in heaven.

Seeing Tangyu looking at her, and remembering what Wang Dazhuang had just said, Liu Shanshan couldn’t help but lower her head, her cheeks tinged with shades of red, shyly cute and pitiable.

Soon they arrived at Zhao Xinxin’s office, where she was busy reviewing documents.

Tangyu, without any hesitation, went directly in front of Zhao Xinxin, and his gaze inevitably fell on her chest, which from this angle allowed him to peek down the collar and see a hint of spring beneath.

A purple lace-edged bra and the twin bunnies half-revealed.

Standing to the side, Liu Shanshan noticed Tangyu’s improper gaze and couldn’t help but let out a light cough.

Zhao Xinxin then looked up, locking eyes with Tangyu.

“Keep your eyeballs in check, or you might lose them,” Zhao Xinxin said coolly, though she didn’t get angry.