Glancing at the cara on the ceiling, Tang Xiaoyue thought to herself, "Old Zhang should have arrived."
Even she could see Ning Fan's control over the ga, not to ntion the sharp-eyed Old Zhang.
"If it truly relies on skill..."
Tang Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of sothing.
"How can this arrogant man have such good luck."
Tang Xiaoyue said softly, "Winning fifteen rounds in a row, tell whose luck can be this good."
Luck is elusive, supposedly related to feng shui, but it's still taphysics; no one can explain it clearly or provide a standard asure.
"Ah! He's won so much."
Though Tang Xiaodie seed a bit naive and sweet, her family ran a casino, so she had so understanding of these things.
In casinos, there are plenty who maintain an unbeaten record.
But this unbeaten record has its ups and downs, winning more and losing less, maintaining an overall streak.
Winning in a row, especially fifteen rounds in a row, can't be explained by luck.
Seeing her clueless younger sister, Tang Xiaoyue shook her head and said, "Stop betting."
Tang Xiaodie protested, "Why? Maybe this ti he'll lose?"
"Probably not."
Glancing at Ning Fan on the opposite side, he remained calm and composed, showing no urgency or anxiety.
He even had ti to chat casually with the woman behind him, showing none of the typical tension, excitent, or eagerness of a gambler.
Even when making bets, he was nonchalant, seeming to bet on whatever ca to mind without any brainwork.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyue was puzzled.
Even the world's top-ranked poker expert wouldn't dare to be so careless, needing to focus on calculating probabilities, recalling played cards and unplayed cards.
Though she had just been convinced it wasn't luck, Tang Xiaoyue's mind wavered again.
This round quickly ended, Tang Xiaoyue's pupils shrank, her mind screaming, "This definitely isn't luck."
If it were luck, his expression would certainly change slightly.
Tang Xiaoyue noticed that after collecting chips, Ning Fan's gaze did not waver in the slightest, as if he already knew the outco.
"Could this man have already mastered the entire ga."
Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoyue's eyes were filled with astonishnt.
In the gambling circle, no one has ever been able to rember eight decks of cards completely.
The human eye isn't a cara, nor is the human brain a computer.
With the passage of ti, things recorded in the mind gradually beco forgotten.
Moreover, hurriedly seen blurry images will remain even shorter in the mind.
Poker experts' duels are essentially a contest of mory,
Whoever rembers the most cards basically determines the outco.
Seeing Tang Xiaodie still wanting to bet, Tang Xiaoyue pulled her away.
Tang Xiaodie looked unsatisfied, "Sis, what are you doing! Making seem like a sore loser."
Although she lost sixteen rounds in a row, Tang Xiaodie didn't lose much, only a few tens of thousands of US Dollars.
This was naturally because Ning Fan didn't bet much; otherwise, Tang Xiaodie might have lost everything she owned.
This is the magic power of gambling, how many people invest in it, wishing for a bicycle to turn into a motorcycle.
As long as one dares to bet heavily and gets lucky a few tis, they can instantly beco a winner in life.
The idea is good, but reality is often embarrassing.
So many ruined families serve as a warning to stay away from gambling.
"Shut up. If you keep fooling around, I'll send you back to Hong Kong Island."
"No! I promise to behave."
Tang Xiaodie quickly acted coy, still hoping her older sister would say nice things for her at ho.
The family's patriarch had already ordered her to be grounded for six months.
Only then did Tang Xiaoyue speak softly, "This person is an expert. Don't be petty when you encounter him again, understand?"
"Got it."
Tang Xiaodie nodded, then asked in confusion, "Sis, how do you know he's an expert?"
"You'll soon find out."
Tang Xiaoyue didn't say more, pulling Tang Xiaodie forward as she saw Old Zhang walking out of the elevator with a few bodyguards.
"Old Zhang, you're here."
After greeting him, Tang Xiaoyue whispered, "I have two requests, and I hope you can agree."
"No problem. My relationship with your grandfather is deep; even twenty requests wouldn't be an issue."
Old Zhang spoke sincerely; he only survived by amputating a finger thanks to Tang Tianhao's efforts twenty years ago, preventing him from disappearing without a trace.
Tang Xiaoyue softly said, "I hope you won't go over for now."
Old Zhang imdiately understood her unspoken ssage.
The implication was not to disturb the young man yet.
With Ning Fan's astonishing victory, it was already enough for the casino to want to intervene.
Although he hasn't won much money because he isn't greedy,
The trend is evident here; observant gamblers may follow suit, which would be disastrous for the casino.
Just like rolling dice earlier, the casino was lucky to encounter Ning Fan, not only avoiding losses but profiting.
But if he suddenly changed his style, who would dare bear the consequences?
This is why Old Zhang was sent, to subtly persuade Ning Fan to leave.
Of course, there would be a generous gift offered.
First try diplomacy, only resort to force as a last resort; the casino won't use brutal asures unless absolutely necessary.
Considering Tang Xiaoyue's suggestion, Old Zhang agreed without hesitation.
"No problem."
He agreed so readily mainly because Ning Fan's betting was small; even losing dozens of tis wouldn't matter much to the casino.
"And what's the other one?"
Tang Xiaoyue hesitated a bit before voicing her last request, "I hope the person I brought can deal the cards."
Having said it, Tang Xiaoyue slightly regretted it, knowing this request was truly burdenso.
In a casino, the croupier is like a non-commissioned officer in an army—though not high in rank, their role is critical.
If a croupier colludes with outsiders, dealing favorable cards can fleece the casino.
Thus, a casino regards appointing croupiers very seriously, considering it carefully.
"No problem."
Seeing Old Zhang hesitating slightly before agreeing, Tang Xiaoyue felt uneasy, "Old Zhang, are you sure there's no problem?"
Though Old Zhang held a high position, he was ultimately an employee, primarily responsible for security matters, not involved in administration.
"There's really no issue."
Old Zhang joked, "Younger folks like you wouldn't trick an old-tir like ."
The importance of a croupier lies in card-dealing rights; if colluding inside and outside, a little trick can send good cards out, fleecing the casino.
Given Tang Xiaoyue's family background, there's no way she'd do such a thing for money.
If word got out, the Tang family's reputation on Hong Kong Island would be ruined.
A large casino operates with integrity as its first priority.
As ironic as it sounds, it is the truth.
Seeing Tang Xiaoyue still feeling guilty, Old Zhang comforted her, "In fact, I also want to know his skill."
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