Just when Stephen, the head of the Wynn family, decided to side with his son and fight with the Kerkorian family over a gambling card.
Right under their feet, in the casino on the ground floor of the Wynn Hotel.
Jeff, the casino manager, frowned.
Because of the gun battle that took place outside last night, the business of Wynn Hotel and Casino today has plummeted compared to usual. If this continues, I am afraid that the casino's performance this month will be a full 10% lower than in the past!
That stupid young master!
When he thought of this, Jeff couldn't help but scold their boss's stupid son.
Although the news outside is currently saying that yesterday's shootout was a conflict between two groups of drug lords due to uneven distribution of the spoils, Jeff, as a casino manager, naturally has his own reliable sources of information.
What kind of bullshit conflict is this? It’s simply because his father’s son has posted a wanted reward on the Internet for a Chinese dog head!
You said that if he wanted to kill someone, why couldn't he kill him somewhere else but in his own hotel?
He is truly a prodigal who succeeds more than he succeeds. If the future of the Wynn family is left in the hands of this prodigal, the future will be worrying.
Maybe I should consider changing hotels?
Just when Jeff was thinking this, he suddenly noticed that many guests came in from the casino!
Thank God, there were finally more people.
Jeff cheered up and immediately went up to greet the guests.
However, while Jeff was entertaining these guests, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with this group of guests.
Where is it?
While Jeff was still thinking, suddenly, a cheer erupted from the slot machine area.
Jeff turned around and looked.
sky!
777 grand prize!
Today is indeed his unlucky day, someone actually won such a big prize!
For a casino, the guest's luck is the casino's misfortune.
In today's situation where casino profits are generally not high, if someone wins the 777 jackpot, then the harvest of the casino today can be imagined.
Just when Jeff asked someone to greet the lucky winner to receive the award, cheers erupted from behind him again.
This time, the cheers came from the roulette wheel.
Jeff walked over and patted a waitress wearing a bunny girl costume. She was holding a plate and looking at the gaming table with wide eyes.
"What happened to them?"
At the gaming table, many guests who did not look like they would normally come to the casino were clapping their hands in celebration.
These customers are all dressed in leather jackets and trousers, have tattoos on their arms, and are burly in stature. They are all dressed up as typical motorcycle gangs.
These people usually rarely come to the casino, but I didn't expect that so many people came today.
The waitress turned around and said: "Manager, these people just pressed the numbers, and all seven of them won!"
"What? All seven people pressed the odd number?"
Damn it, what happened today? Even customers who press for orders like this show up?
In roulette, the winning rate of betting on a single number is only a few tenths, so unless there is a lot of money for entertainment, few people will press a single number...
"oh!!!"
"I hit it again! I really hit it!"
"Thank you. God, praise you!"
At this time, a burst of cheers broke out from Baccarat.
Hearing this voice, Jeff's mood became darker.
Damn it, what happened? Don't tell me someone got rich again.
Although he prayed in his heart, it turned out to be the case. When Jeff walked to the baccarat area, the waiter on the scene pointed to a table of short Asians with eyes and said: "Manager, these people just hit the jackpot."
I played ten games of baccarat. They alone have made two hundred thousand dollars."
"What? Two hundred thousand!"
Jeff was so angry that he was almost speechless. What was going on? He had been working in the casino for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen so many people winning money at the same time.
The kind where you win tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars in one go.
What is going on? Is today his unlucky day?
Just when Jeff was about to go crazy, he suddenly noticed that after the Asians who had won money at the table collected their chips, several of them took out their mobile phones and looked at them at the same time, and then looked at the gaming table again.
Placed a bet.
Um?
An idea flashed in Jeff's mind, as if he had caught something?
He turned to look at the table of speedsters just now, and saw that those rude speedsters also had mobile phones in their hands, and they would glance at them from time to time.
Then, in the slot machine area in the distance, the person who won the 777 grand prize was actually holding a mobile phone!
cell phone……
Why are these people using their mobile phones when they are having fun in a casino?
Look at the time?
still……
At this moment, Jeff suddenly discovered another place that he had noticed before but didn't pay much attention to.
That is, in the hands of those gamblers, several of them were holding something like a leaflet!
There are often staff outside the casino handing out leaflets, usually with free gambling coupons worth ten dollars, to attract customers into the casino, so Jeff didn't pay attention at first.
However, Jeff now discovered that the flyers in those people's hands were not flyers from their casino at all.
But if it weren't for their casino flyers, what were those people doing with them?
As a napkin?
“Oh haha!!!”
"Betting is awesome!"
"Long live the God of Gambling!"
Jeff remembered another cheer behind him, and this time he knew without looking back that it was those Chinese guests.
Sounds like they won money again?
But...Gambling God? What is that?
There is something weird! There is something weird about these people!
Jeff frowned, turned around and walked towards the table of Asians.
The slot machine customers and the speedsters seemed to be difficult to deal with, so he decided to find a way to find out the truth from these Asians.
As he walked, Jeff winked at a few black security guards in the casino, and then a total of four security guards followed him to the Asians.
"Gentlemen, welcome to Wynn Casino, may I interrupt you?"
Seeing the strong black man behind Jeff, the expressions of these young Asians changed instantly.
The changes on their faces made Jeff even more convinced that there was something wrong with them.
"Gentlemen, I just noticed that you have been looking at your mobile phones? Is there any reason for this?"
After hearing this, an Asian young man immediately put his mobile phone into his pocket: "Let's see what's wrong with the mobile phone? Is there a ban on mobile phones in casinos?"
"Of course not, it's just that there is something unusual about your table. For safety reasons, we hope to check you."
"Why?" the Asian young people immediately objected.
But unfortunately, Jeff was in a bad mood today, and these Asians seemed easy to bully, so he had no intention of explaining to them and winked at the security guard.
The tall black security guards immediately grabbed these young Asians and took them away from the scene.