Since these people dare to sit at the sa table with Fabio, they naturally won't fear his background, but they're rather curious about this Chinese guy who dared to disrespect the "Mad Dog".
Fabio secretly resented but dared not say anything; he could only put all the bla on Ning Fan.
"Is your stake ready?"
Fabio said sarcastically, "This isn't the main hall; the minimum bet is a hundred thousand. Don't complain if you can't even see the cards when the ti cos."
Upon hearing this, several people present couldn't help but chuckle, but they didn't stoop to Fabio's tasteless ridicule.
"That's none of your concern."
As Ning Fan finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, and a waiter ca in with chips, "Mr. Ning, here are your fifty million chips."
To those present, this number wasn't much, yet they weren't affluent enough to casually bring out half a billion for a round.
Usually, wins and losses are generally in the millions, with tens of millions being rare.
The appearance of fifty million did prompt these people to reassess their underestimation.
"I didn't expect that I would misjudge."
Fabio gave Ning Fan a grim look, his mind racing to figure out his background.
After all, not long ago, this Chinese guy was still a broke loser who couldn't even satisfy his girlfriend.
Even entering the casino required his charity.
But in the blink of an eye, he's able to pull out such a large sum, which is indeed very suspicious.
As for whether the money was won at the casino...
Fabio thought, don't kid around! If such good fortune existed, he'd be crazy not to earn it in more risky ventures.
"Is this kid playing so rich heir, pursuing poor maiden ga?"
Recalling Vivian's exquisite face, Fabio mused to himself, "I must admit, this kid has good taste."
Gazing at the crystal chips piled up in front of him, a flash of greed crossed Fabio's eyes.
If this kid was rely a rich second generation, he wouldn't miss this juicy piece.
Fabio chuckled, "If there's no issue for everyone, shall we begin?"
"Fine."
"Let's start. We've wasted over half an hour."
"Tonight will be a lovely night."
"Young man, is Texas Hold'em okay?"
Upon hearing the inquiry directed at him, Ning Fan nodded, "Whatever, follow your rules."
Amidst the sound of chips clinking, everyone present began stacking their chips on the table.
Ning Fan took a quick glance; the chips on the five-man table totaled about 150 million.
Fabio, that bald head, had the second most, around 40 million.
"Indeed, tonight is a beautiful night."
Ning Fan showed a knowing smile.
Unless he was extrely unlucky and didn't get a single good hand, there would only be one winner tonight.
The key in Texas Hold'em was psychological; even with great cards, it doesn't guarantee winning.
However, in Ning Fan's eyes that could "see" through a deck, all psychological tactics were useless; he could benefit from avoiding harm, preventing bluffs.
Just as the Croupier was about to shuffle the deck, there was another knock at the door.
Seeing Tang Xiaoyue and Karen enter, a hint of doubt flashed in Ning Fan's eyes; he felt an intuition this woman in a cheongsam was there for him, but the reason was unclear.
Karen smiled, "Gentlen, do you mind if this lady joins?"
"Of course not, with such a lovely lady, today's ga shouldn't be dull."
"I agree."
"I agree too."
Fabio's bull-like eyes roved over Tang Xiaoyue, then he laughed, "Beauty, this is a pri spot here."
"Thanks, but no need."
Tang Xiaoyue bypassed Fabio and walked straight to the position opposite Ning Fan.
Although her family ran a gambling business, she wasn't interested in gambling; today she ca for the man opposite her.
Witnessing this, the elderly white man teased, "Fabio's charm isn't what it used to be."
"Really?"
A glint of malice flashed in Fabio's eyes; being disrespected twice today was an extraordinary disgrace.
Yet he prided himself as a gentleman, a refined thug, and didn't react imdiately.
Knowing Fabio's temper, Karen gently chuckled, "Miss Tang cos from the Tang family on Hong Kong Island, everyone should be considerate."
"Tang family on Hong Kong Island?"
The malice faded considerably from Fabio's eyes, given his business ties with the casino, though not currently connected, there was no harm in establishing good relations early.
Considering this, Fabio forgot his previous displeasure and warmly smiled, "Miss Tang, hello. Here's my business card."
"Hello."
Tang Xiaoyue wasn't cold, courteously passing over a business card.
The elderly white man also eagerly exchanged business cards with Tang Xiaoyue.
Fabio cursed inwardly, "Damn old bastard."
Colleagues are rivals; this situation epitomizes the saying.
"I'll leave you to it then."
Karen smiled, nodded to Ning Fan, and subsequently left the room.
The ga officially began.
After the Croupier finished shuffling the cards, Ning Fan morized each card's suit and position.
"The usual blinds, ten thousand."
Fabio's voice fell, tossing a pink crystal-like round chip onto the table.
To Ning Fan, the subsequent ga promised little excitent; knowing everyone's hands robbed the thrilling uncertainty.
"Stick to the routine, or flaunt directly."
After so consideration, Ning Fan decided to go with the flow.
As long as his hand was the highest, he would play slowly, not bothering with provocative tactics.
If the hand was diocre, he'd adjust based on the situation, bluff if possible, if not, then minimize losses.
Unknowingly, ten rounds had passed. Overall, Ning Fan hadn't won, in fact, he lost over a hundred thousand.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaoyue's eyes carried a hint of disappointnt, having believed Ning Fan's earlier claim of not knowing how to play.
In previous rounds, amid all the diocre hands, Ning Fan had drawn the Ace of Spades several tis; had he bet heavily then, he could naturally scare everyone away and win.
But he didn't, instead only placing the minimum bet, allowing others to continue.
As a result, in subsequent deals, others' hands improved.
A surely winning hand turned into a loss.
The new round started; during the second deal, the typically silent Fabio spoke up sarcastically, "Holding the Ace of Spades and not daring to bet, you might as well quit."
"I want to, does it matter to you?"
Holding the highest Ace of Spades, Ning Fan threw the minimum bet, ten thousand.
"Seems he really doesn't know."
Tang Xiaoyue shook her head quietly, growing increasingly disappointed, everything was as before.
They naturally welcod this outco, cheerfully tossing chips.
When the third card was dealt, it was Fabio's turn to speak; he was lucky, receiving a K to form a pair with his previous cards.
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