Jing Jiaren climbed up and down the room looking for a camera...
Especially the hanging paintings, take them off and look at each one.
"Miss Jing, you are pregnant, be careful with the child..."
Jing Jiaren frowned and had no choice but to give up.
Here, in the extended Bentley, Ximen Longting has a computer on his lap, watching Jing Jiaren sit back on the bed with a look of resentment, pick up the needle and start to learn to finger again...
Ximen Longting's fingers moved the touch screen, enlarging her face to the entire screen, and he couldn't get tired of seeing it.
His thin lips slowly curved into a satisfied smile.
"Master."
Two bodyguards who came out of the western-style building knocked on the car window: "We just went in and asked. They said Mr. Jing was not at home and the western-style building will be sold soon."
Ximen Longting's eyes were sharp: "Sell?"
"Yes, it is said that he has recently become addicted to gambling, and all the properties in his name have been lost in gambling." The bodyguard reported truthfully, "When he goes home these days, he either drinks too much or breaks things... There are valuable things in the house.
Things were sold, and all the servants were fired, leaving only a few old servants."
Ximen Longting looked coldly and entered his Supreme account name and password on the notebook with his slender fingers.
Soon, he found out the news about the transfer of ownership of all the companies under Jing Huatian's name.
Moreover, he still owes a huge amount of money to the bank, and his capital account has been frozen...
"Investigate all the casinos operating in City B for me immediately!"
Gascar casino.
This casino is magnificently decorated and open all day. It combines five-star hotels and resorts, restaurants, song and dance performances and other entertainment projects, and provides free meals and drinks, focusing on attracting and retaining gamblers with huge betting capabilities.
In front of the luxurious gambling table, Jing Huatian pushed the last pile of chips he had on the baccarat table: "I buy free."
"Wait a minute, I'll buy the bank."
Jing Huatian moved the chip cards to the banker again.
His face was bloodless, his lips were pale, and his whole body was trembling.
"Wait, I still-"
"Buy and leave, the last chance to change, is it the banker or the player?"
Jing Huatian took a deep breath and drank the cocktail in one trembling breath: "I still buy the bank and won't change it."
Open the cards.
"The player has seven points and the banker has six points. The player wins."
Jinghua Tianrudou's sweat was as follows: "I should buy something free, I should buy something free..."
"Mr. Jing, you have no chips left."
"I should have bought the free one just now." His eyes were confused. If he had bought the free one, he would have turned back.
"Mr. Jing, as far as I know, you have just sold your last property in Akita. You are now a pauper."
He is a pauper. He has worked hard for decades to make a fortune from scratch, but now he has nothing.
"You have played a trick, you have teamed up to defraud me!" Jing Huatian suddenly stood up angrily and pushed down the chips.
Several tall bodyguards immediately rushed over and restrained him.
Jing Huatian's face was pressed on the gambling table, and he heard the arrogant devil's voice laughing: "Mr. Jing, you said that we worked together to defraud, so you must have evidence. I am willing to admit defeat. If you continue to be naughty, be careful what you eat."
I can’t walk around in circles.”
Jing Huatian's eyes were empty and he burst into tears.
The casino was bustling and noisy, but no one felt sympathy for his loss of money.
We see this kind of thing a lot in casinos...
In the darkness of the bar, a man wearing a broad-brimmed hat smoked a Cuban cigar and witnessed the entire process.