Though Ting Yu Xuan had a captivating na, it was actually just a bankrupt restaurant. An Zhiwen had acquired the restaurant at a low price and then set up a casino in the basent. Given his father’s connections, no one in the small city of Songshan dared to investigate him, so the underground casino brought him millions in revenue every day. It was a real goldmine.
Moreover, the interior was magnificently decorated, glittering with gold and looking almost like a royal palace. But no matter how nice the environnt was, a casino was still a casino. The air was thick with smoke and haze that nearly suffocated Xia Xue.
"You two look new here. Is this your first ti at Ting Yu Xuan?" a waiter asked as soon as they entered.
"Um, yes," Chen Xiaobei replied, feigning the look of a country bumpkin. "To be honest, my wife is a middle school teacher in Mangniu Town. We heard Young Master An built a casino here, so we thought we’d co to show our support and try our luck with a few gas."
He added hopefully, "I wonder if Young Master An is here today? It would be great if we could see him in person."
"I see," the waiter said with a hint of mockery. "Young Master An doesn’t usually et with walk-in guests like you. To see him, you need at least a million yuan in capital. But I take it the two of you can’t pull together that much money, can you?"
Chen Xiaobei feigned embarrassnt. "Uh, that much... We really can’t manage that."
"Since you can’t, then just play in the main hall. Young Master An sotis cos down to mingle with everyone. Let’s hope you get lucky," the waiter said before turning and walking away.
"Xiaobei, what should we do? Should we call the police? Operating a casino is illegal! And An Zhiwen set my dad up. I refuse to believe no one will uphold justice," Xia Xue said innocently.
"Sister Xia, I also believe that justice will eventually prevail," Chen Xiaobei said. "But personally, I prefer to take matters into my own hands. That An Zhiwen is playing hard to get, right? Fine. I’ll just bankrupt him. Let’s see if he shows his face then!"
With that, Chen Xiaobei went to the counter and exchanged ten thousand yuan for chips.
What should I play?
Looking around at the various tables, Chen Xiaobei scratched his head. The truth was, he didn’t know how to gamble at all. His only knowledge ca from Hong Kong and Taiwanese movies. But the characters in those movies mostly played stud poker, and with the small amount of money he had, he didn’t even qualify for a seat at the table.
After thinking it over, Chen Xiaobei decided to play Sic Bo. The ga was not only simple and fast, but most importantly, he could use his Nine Nether Eyes to see through the dice cup. It would be hard to lose even if he tried! With that decided, he led Xia Xue to the Sic Bo table.
"Place your bets! No more bets, please!" the croupier called out.
Imdiately, the surrounding gamblers placed their bets, so on Big, so on Small.
Chen Xiaobei had already seen through the dice cup. The dice showed a one, a two, and a three, for a total of six points—’Small’. But casinos are rife with cheating. Seeing that most players had bet on Small, the dealer secretly pressed a remote hidden in her cuff. The outco inside the dice cup instantly changed to ’Big’.
A wave of groans swept through the crowd as everyone who bet on Small cried out in complaint. One man, having just lost 150,000 yuan, seed to go into a frenzy and threw down another 100,000. In just a few minutes, he had lost 300,000 yuan.
"Principal Song, it seems your luck isn’t so good today, is it?" the beautiful croupier asked with a playful smile, looking at Song Chengdong. "Care to play again?"
Song Chengdong had been the principal in Mangniu Town for over a decade. Although it was a small town, he had embezzled a fair amount over the years. Even so, he couldn’t withstand losses like these. In just two days, he had lost over a million yuan.
But that’s how gamblers are: the more they lose, the more they want to win, and the more they win, the more they want to keep winning. A gambler can never truly walk away. For them, ruin is the only final destination.
Sure enough, Song Chengdong slamd the table. "Play? Of course, I’ll play! I refuse to believe I can’t win a single hand today!" With that, the man turned to go get more chips.
Xia Xue frowned and advised, "Principal Song, you shouldn’t play anymore. You lose nine tis out of ten in gambling. You’d better just go ho."
"Teacher Xia? What are you doing here?" Song Chengdong stopped, a look of realization dawning on his face. "Oh, I get it. It must be about your father, right? I heard your father lost several million to Young Master An in one night. Are you here to pay back the money? But it seems your family can’t afford that much, can they?"
"How about this? You and I go have a little chat outside. I may not have five million, but one or two million shouldn’t be a problem." His eyes practically bulged as he leered at Xia Xue’s figure. Even a fool could understand his intentions.
"Principal Song, thank you, but I don’t need to borrow money from you," Xia Xue said, frowning.
"That’s right, Sister Xia! We’re here to win money, why would we need to borrow from this fool?" Chen Xiaobei chid in with a grin. "I did a divination for you before we ca. Lady Luck is on your side tonight; you’ll win no matter what you play. Instead of wasting our breath on this asshole, let’s hurry up and place our bet!"
With a playful smile on his face, Chen Xiaobei pushed all ten thousand yuan worth of chips into Xia Xue’s hands.
Song Chengdong wasn’t stupid. He knew the "asshole" comnt was directed at him. But one look at Chen Xiaobei’s muscular build and fierce, cold gaze was enough to extinguish any spark of anger.
Are you kidding ? I’m almost sixty. How could I possibly be a match for him?
But while he couldn’t win a fight, his pride wouldn’t let him back down completely. Seeing that Xia Xue only had ten thousand yuan in chips, Song Chengdong scoffed, "Teacher Xia, your boyfriend is a bit of a cheapskate, isn’t he? Who cos out to gamble and only gives his girlfriend ten thousand?"
"Here," he said, pushing his own chips forward. "Take this fifty thousand. Play with it. No need to pay back."
"Principal Song, have so self-respect! I don’t need anything from you," Xia Xue snapped, grinding her teeth in anger.
This Song Chengdong had been pursuing her for so ti. Back when she was married to He Lisan, he hadn’t dared to do much, wary of the He family’s power. But ever since her divorce, Song Chengdong had beco increasingly brazen, harassing her every chance he got, though she had always managed to avoid him. She never imagined she would run into him here today!
Annoyingly, Chen Xiaobei didn’t seem the least bit angry. His own woman was being harassed, yet he just kept urging her to place her bet, looking every bit the professional gambler.
Now, Chen Xiaobei spoke up again. "Sister Xia, hurry and place your bet! They’re about to call it!"
"You...! Fine!" Xia Xue was absolutely seething. She slamd the ten-thousand-yuan chip down on ’Big’.
"Alright, bets are in! No more bets! And the result is..." the croupier announced. "A four, a five, and a six! Fifteen points, Big! Congratulations to this young lady! You’ve just won one hundred thousand yuan in a single bet!"
The beautiful croupier pushed one hundred thousand yuan in chips toward Xia Xue.
"Holy crap, you’re that good?" Song Chengdong was completely astonished.
At the sa ti, a sinister smile spread across Chen Xiaobei’s lips...
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