The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Fu Hua took out fifty yuan from her pocket.

This is the research station's allowance for this month, brand new bills.

A collective gasp filled the air.

Fifty dollars!

Even an average worker doesn't earn that much in a month!

"Where did this silly girl come from?"

Old Master Lin said urgently, "Don't meddle in other people's business! These people are very cunning!"

"Fu Hua, don't act impulsively."

Lu Xingzhou also stepped forward to block them.

The money Fu Hua had placed beside the chessboard had already been swiftly pocketed by the sharp-mouthed man.

"Once you've made a promise, you can't go back on it."

A calculating glint flashed in the man's eyes.

"I don't regret it."

Fu Hua said casually, "I'll bet fifty. If I win, you return the old man's money and my money. If I lose, the fifty is yours."

"become."

The man with the pointed lip had his eyes light up. He squatted down and set up a chessboard: "Young lady, you're quick-witted!"

The accomplices exchanged glances, then leaned closer, their eyes gleaming with greed.

Grandpa Lin wanted to say something more, but Fu Hua shook her head at him: "Grandpa, don't worry."

Those eyes were too calm.

A thin mist veiled his dark eyes.

Behind the fog lies not the innocent naiveté of someone this age.

It was like a cold pool in the dead of night, exuding quiet and detachment.

For the first time, Old Master Lin couldn't see through a young girl. He was stunned for a moment and actually didn't stop her anymore.

Lu Xingzhou looked nervously at the chessboard, then at Fu Hua.

This child is indeed smart, but that's mainly in terms of academics.

Chess, that's another world. Can she handle it?

The chessboard was rearranged.

This is a classic martial arts game ending—the earthworm subduing the dragon.

The man with the pointed lip wore a contemptuous smile.

He played this "Earthworm Subduing Dragon" move at least a hundred times.

Few can discern the intricacies of chess, and even among chess masters, only a minority can achieve a draw.

This little girl in front of me probably can't even recognize all the chess scores.

They dare to show off.

Young people, ignorant of their own limitations.

"Little girl, don't say I'm bullying you, I'll let you go first."

The man with the pointed lip had his hands in his sleeves and chuckled.

Red has a rook, horse, and cannon against Black has a rook and horse, and Red has the first move.

Red has two rooks and one pawn; Black has two rooks and three pawns.

Although the red side appears to have weak pieces, it can actually control the situation by using its general and break the deadlock with its pawns.

Fu Hua mentally calculated the core strategy.

The man with the pointed beak said smugly, "Little girl, if you can draw this game, I'll call you my master!"

Fu Hua didn't reply, but squatted down and picked up the red team's pawn.

One soldier advances, one soldier retreats; the first priority is to keep the soldiers alive.

The man with the pointed lip looked disdainful.

It was just a coincidence.

Beginners who don't know how to play chess always move their pawns first.

The second step is to move the rook forward one space, then move it to the fourth rank, occupying the flank.

Upon seeing this, the smile on the man's face froze.

He still believed that Fu Hua had just gotten lucky.

The third step is to move the chariot to the sixth position.

The man with the pointed beak's expression changed slightly.

Fourth step: Rook moves from fourth to seventh rank, exchange rooks, simplifying the situation.

Those around who knew chess began to whisper among themselves: "That was a brilliant move!"

"They actually resorted to this unconventional tactic?"

"As long as the red side advances steadily, the black pawns will have little chance of posing a threat."

Old Master Lin's eyes widened as he stared intently at the chessboard.

If he had been the one to leave, the train definitely wouldn't have moved just now.

The situation is probably completely different now.

Step 15: Fu Hua lands her red horse – the horse retreats two steps back.

The chessboard is deadlocked.

Neither Red nor Black can win.

A draw.

There was a moment of silence, followed by cheers.

Some people clapped, and a few young people even whistled.

Lu Xingzhou blushed with excitement: "Fu Hua, how come you're so good at chess too?"

The man with the pointed beak stared at the chessboard, his face a mixture of pale and ashen.

He had studied this endgame for several years and knew every variation by heart.

But the route this girl took... he had never seen before!

Before I could even react, the game was already a draw.

"you……"

He looked up at Fu Hua, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty. "Who did you learn chess from?"

"You don't need to worry about that?"

Fu Hua calmly put away the chess pieces: "It was agreed that a draw would count as a win for me. Please return the money to me and also return the old man's money to him."

The man with the pointed beak was sweating.

He stared at the chessboard for a long time, then suddenly said, "Who said you could win after just one game? Our rule here is three games. A draw after three games means you win!"

It's just talk, nothing in writing, he can say whatever he wants.

An uproar erupted around them.

"Have you no shame?!"

"They clearly drew!"

"You vagrant, how dare you spout nonsense here."

Grandpa Lin rolled up his sleeves, ready to get to work.

Lu Xingzhou was furious. If he hadn't been worried about his grandfather and Fu Hua being taken advantage of, he would have immediately gone to call the police.

Fu Hua calculated Zhang Wen's travel time; it would take some time for the police to arrive.

Perfect, we can't let these people get away.

Before the conflict could escalate, Fu Hua quickly nodded in agreement: "Okay, three rounds it is."

"If I draw two more games, you'll return all the money, right?"

"Yes, you're right."

The man with the pointed beak glanced at the crowd with a glint in his eye.

Having been in the underworld for so long, it's already a rare occurrence for him to let a brat win once.

How could we possibly let her draw consecutively? Don't even think about it.

"Girl, are you sure you can handle this? Don't push yourself."

Grandpa Lin looked concerned.

Fu Hua nodded to the grandfather and granddaughter, then turned and said, "Let's begin."

The man with the pointed beak smiled contemptuously and quickly set up the second game.

It is the most difficult of the eight great puzzles in the martial arts world to solve, namely "Wild Horse Taming the Field".

Red has two knights and one pawn; Black has two rooks and two pawns.

While the red side appears to be at a disadvantage, there is actually a hidden strategy at play.

"This time it's different."

His voice tightened, "Wild horses roaming the fields, so many masters have fallen because of this."

"Little girl, it's not too late to admit defeat. I don't want the fifty yuan anymore; you can go your own way."

Whispers arose from the surroundings:

"This game is too difficult. The red side's knight and pawn need to coordinate perfectly."

"Black's two rooks are too aggressive; a slight mistake could lead to a dead end."

"Young lady, I think you should quit while you're ahead. There's no need to lose your fifty dollars..."

Grandpa Lin also advised, "Girl, this game was indeed dangerous. It's already amazing that you managed to draw one game. Let's stop playing, okay?"

Fu Hua shook her head, her gaze falling on the chessboard.

She was very familiar with this game; the old professor at the research institute in her past life loved to set it up this way.

She has played against the AI ​​more than 500 times, and all the variations are etched into her mind.

She extended her index finger and gently pushed the red horse – the horse moved from two to three.

The man with the pointed beak responded by stepping to 5-4.

Fu Hua's second move: Ma San advances to the fourth position.

The man will level 4 to 5.

The third step is for the horse to retreat from the fourth position to the sixth position.

The man will level 5 to 4.

The fourth step, Ma Liu advances to the fourth position – using the general's strength to checkmate!

The black general was forced into the ribs.

The man with the pointed beak's expression changed; he had to use the vehicle to protect his guard.

However, this would limit the straight-line advantage of the two cars.

Fu Hua took the next ten steps with effortless grace.

The two red horses circle, leap, and checkmate on the chessboard, like two real wild horses charging rampaging through the black territory.

The black chariot was exhausted, needing to both protect its general and launch attacks.

However, they were always cleverly restrained by Red Horse.

The most ingenious move was the middle one, where Fu Hua made a seemingly useless move: advancing her pawn from the third rank to the first rank.

The man with the pointed mouth thought his chance had come and immediately moved his car from 8 to 3 to try and launch a quick attack.

But in the next move, Fu Hua retreated four times and then checked the enemy again, forcing the black car to retreat and defend.

What a waste of a step.