"Mr. He, you are out of luck tonight, stop now!" Liu Jianxiong bowed slightly and said to a man with slicked back hair and glasses.
Mr. He didn't even look at him, he just played with the cards in his hand: "I lost five million, you want me to stop now?"
"You are from Hong Kong, and I introduced you to the casino guests. I don't want to see you lose all your property!" Liu Jianxiong said without being humble or arrogant. "If you are unlucky, just keep it. When the time comes, the money you lost will still be there."
Win it back!”
Mr. He sneered: "You are a jackpot guy in the casino, and you live by taking kickbacks. If I stop, won't you make a lot less?"
"Yes, I make a lot less money, but I don't want to lose you as a friend!"
Hearing this, Mr. He turned his head and glanced at Liu Jianxiong for the first time: "Do you regard me as a friend?"
"Yes!" Lan
"Not Kaizi, Shuiyu, Yanggu?"
"No!" Liu Jianxiong replied simply.
Mr. He smiled and said, "I remember that you used to be very prestigious in Hong Kong. How does it feel to help others do horse-drawing work now?"
"You want me to tell the truth?"
"Yes, tell the truth. I really want to know what it feels like for the once famous and majestic sniper in the stock market to be transformed into a horseman?!"
"It feels very bad," Liu Jianxiong said, "falling from the sky to the ground, being ignored by many people, and having to serve a guest like you..."
"You finally told the truth!" Mr. He stood up, turned over the cards in his hand, and lost.
Mr. He sighed: "It seems like I'm really unlucky! I should have listened to you and stopped earlier!"
"It's not too late to stop now!"
"No! It's too late!" Mr. He shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Do you know that this is my last money? That means I even have a chance to make money back now!"
Liu Jianxiong stopped talking and just looked at Mr. He.
Mr. He swayed a little, "You guys who stack horses are all cannibals! I told you not to gamble, but you dragged me here to play, and now? I have nothing!"
Mr. He's voice became louder and louder, his expression became more and more ferocious, and finally he grabbed Liu Jianxiong's collar with both hands: "You pay me! It's all your fault! I want your life!"
Liu Jianxiong was not at all confused when faced with the crazy-looking Mr. He.
Soon, casino security personnel came forward and pulled the hysterical Mr. He away.
Mr. He yelled and cursed so loudly that he even kicked his shoes off and was dragged away by the security guards.
Liu Jianxiong straightened his collar, looked at the gamblers around him and clapped his hands and said, "Let's keep having fun!" as if nothing had happened.
"What number is this?" Someone came up behind Liu Jianxiong and asked.
Liu Jianxiong looked back at the other person, but it was Macau gambling saint Ye Han who was also exiled to Las Vegas by Shi Zhijian.
Ye Han was wearing a green gown, with his hands behind his back, looking at Mr. He who was being dragged away.
Liu Jianxiong understands the ways of the world and is a Hong Konger, so he works as a mascot in this casino. To put it nicely, he is a casino agent. He earns commissions by guiding Hong Kong rich people to gamble in the casino.
In contrast, Ye Han was highly skilled and was hired as a technical consultant by this casino, but his status was one level higher than Liu Jianxiong.
Both of them are from Hong Kong, and both were exiled by Shi Zhijian. They had contacts when they were in Hong Kong, and they inevitably became closer after coming to Las Vegas.
"The eleventh one!" Liu Jianxiong said, "I made him bankrupt!"
"As long as you are involved in gambling, you will be like this. You will think about heaven and hell, and you can't blame others!" Ye Han comforted Liu Jianxiong and said, "Would you like to smoke a cigarette and drink a glass of wine?"
"That's fine!"
Liu Jianxiong accompanied Ye Han to the leisure area specially prepared for VIPs in the casino, got cigars and red wine, and the two sat down and chatted.
"To be honest, you are wronged by staying here!" Ye Han said while biting his cigar, "Talents like you should go to New York. That is the financial center of the United States, and you are engaged in finance. When you get there,
You will definitely be able to show off your talents!" Lan
"Show me your talents? I don't have much capital now, so I can only help the ghost bosses to work there!" Liu Jianxiong swayed the red wine and said, "You also know that those ghost bosses always look down on us Chinese! In the end, I will help them.
No matter how much money you make, it doesn’t matter, are you still treated like a dog by them?”
"What about here?" Ye Han said, "Isn't what you did also very low-level?"
Liu Jianxiong smiled: "You should understand why I did this..."
"Are you... waiting?"
Liu Jianxiong didn't answer and took a sip of red wine.
Ye Han blew out a puff of smoke, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you've been waiting in vain! Shi Zhijian is famous for his hard-hearted heart. Even if he knew that you were deliberately trying to harm him here, he might not come to the rescue!"
"I didn't want him to save me. I just hoped he could get me out of here and allow me to go back to Hong Kong!" Liu Jianxiong sighed, "I didn't understand before, but now that I'm older, I feel a little homesick!" Lan
"Me too, I drool when I think of Xirong on Macau Street!" Ye Han smiled, picked up the red wine and touched it with Liu Jianxiong.
"I hope you can win the bet this time!" Ye Han said after taking a sip of red wine.
Liu Jianxiong didn't say anything. He was about to finish a glass of wine when he heard someone calling him not far away: "Mr. Liu, someone is looking for you in the VIP room!"
Liu Jianxiong's heart skipped a beat, "Who are you looking for me?"
"A few guests from Hong Kong!"
"Coming from Hong Kong?" Ye Han looked at Liu Jianxiong and said with a smile, "Could it be that you got lucky?"
Liu Jianxiong suddenly stood up, his expression a little excited, and he looked completely different from before.
After tidying up his clothes and trying to stabilize his mood, Liu Jianxiong invited Ye Han and said, "Do you want to come together?"
Ye Han smiled and stood up and said: "Want me to help you support the scene? That's fine! Meet an old friend from Hong Kong and reminisce with him!"
…
In the VIP room----
Shi Zhijian put his hands behind his back and looked at the murals hanging in the hall. They were all Chinese-style landscape paintings.
Lan Gang and Han Sen were whispering behind him---
"This ghost old man is quite strange. He decorated this place just like ours in China, with landscape paintings, thin bamboo screens, the Grand Master's chair, and the Eight Immortals table----" Lan
"You don't understand, this is called psychological tactics! These ghosts always want to get money from our Chinese pockets, so of course they have to make this place feel like their own home - only your own home is comfortable!"
Lei Luo and Yan Xiong were also whispering----
"A Jian really wants to see Liu Jianxiong?"
"Yes, I've already found someone to inform you. They'll be there soon!"
"Let me tell you, Ah Jian is a very affectionate person! He is especially loyal. This Liu Jianxiong can be regarded as having hope!"
As I was talking, I heard someone knocking on the door of the VIP room---
Then there was a creak, the door opened, and Liu Jianxiong and Ye Han walked in from the outside together.
