Chapter 34 Gambling

Rules of the dice game:

Players need to roll three dice and then guess the size or total of the points.

If the sum of the three dice is less than or equal to 10, it is considered a small bet.

If the number is 11 or greater, it is considered a big bet.

Each time, players can place a certain amount of chips on the circle marked with big and small on the table.

If you bet correctly, you can get two chips back if you bet one chip.

If you bet wrong, the chips you bet on belong to the casino.

"Kill the dealer. Otherwise it would be so boring." Si Wan twitched her lips cynically, slightly tilting her head and saying to the bodyguard beside her, "...Excuse me, bring me some chips."

I found a seat and sat down, and while I was waiting, the bodyguard brought me some Maotai.

"Miss Si, the Third Master prepared this for you."

Si Wan raised her eyebrows and took it: "Thank you."

He is quite good at catering to people's preferences.

The chips were carried in boxes, and the large amount had to attract special attention from those playing cards at the table.

"Miss, do you want to place a bet?" The dealer's eyes flashed blue when he saw the chips Si Wan brought.

Another big fish comes.

Si Wan smiled and said, "We're not here to play." She bet a whole box of chips: "...according to the details."

She speaks Hong Kong dialect in a lazy and charming way.

“…Yong!”

"Pretty girl, you're brave enough."

"Actually, you don't need to bet so much. Small amounts and multiple times are the safest."

The voices all come from gamblers.

Si Wan twitched her lips, but that was all.

"Put your money on it, this hand is probably a loser." The dealer had a loud voice and was very good at livening up the atmosphere.

The keys clicked with the momentum of deciding life or death with one click, and the dice collided with each other and spun at high speed.

All the gamblers were concentrating on suppressing the greed in their eyes.

3 o'clock, 5 o'clock, 3 o'clock...

"Eleven o'clock. That's a big win, congratulations."

In an instant, excitement and wailing filled the air.

The winner is excited.

The losers wailed.

Nothing surprising here.

"I'm sorry, miss." The dealer was polite before taking Si Wan's box away.

Moutai is served in a foreign wine glass, and like foreign wines, the amount poured at one time is only enough for one sip.

Si Wan picked up the cup: "Go get the chips."

By the time she raised her head and took a sip of white wine, two boxes of chips had been delivered to her.

This time it was two boxes of chips: "Small." "Would you like to exchange your beautiful girl for a big one?" The dealer wanted to persuade him.

"If I fall down, do I need to stand up again?"

She said to stand up from where she fell. The dealer was used to seeing gamblers like Si Wan.

In their eyes, this is too much.

The dealer's body moved rhythmically to the beat of the music, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, here we go."

Ten seconds later... "It's eleven o'clock again."

The result is obvious, Si Wan lost again.

This time, before Si Wan could say anything, the bodyguard behind her had already brought the chips.

Seamless connection.

Five million in a box of chips.

Two boxes mean ten million.

Si Wan: “…press the details.”

lose.

"Press carefully."

lose

"Press carefully."

lose.

How long does it take to lose 100 million in a casino?

It is the same for a minute and a day.

It only took Si Wan half an hour to lose 100 million.

Logically speaking, the dealer should be very happy with someone like Si Wan who keeps losing.

At the beginning, he was indeed happy to see it happen, and even his words of advice contained a hook.

But now, the dealer's expression became increasingly suspicious, and the pace also slowed down.

Once the big bettors keep betting on one point, the other small gamblers who bet on the opposite point will always win.

The question is, why does 'small' never appear?

Why?

Of course there is something fishy going on.

"What's going on?" Si Wan asked when she saw that the dealer didn't start.

The tone of his voice made it clear that he was asking a question even though he knew the answer.

"New here?" she asked again.

But any experience will not always control the dice is a 'big' point.

The dealer is in a difficult situation now.

If she makes things difficult for the dealer, Si Wan won’t have an easy time either.

"Miss." Finally, the man sitting next to the dealer spoke.

The young lady spoke these four words in a clear and melodious voice.

It was actually a Kyoto accent.

Si Wan looked at the person who spoke, with a faint smile on her face.

She didn't say anything, waiting to hear what the man had to say.

"Your surname is Wen, Wen Shi. What's your name, young lady?"

Wen Shi...

Yes.

Si Wan was sitting here at the moment, and she came here just for Wen Shi.

In the afternoon in Kyoto, Si Wan was worrying about the manuscript of modern handicrafts when she received a call from Jiang Hansheng.

The man actually laughed happily before he spoke, "I heard you went to Yu Jinnian's territory to dig a pit?"

Si Wan didn't ask him where he got her number. For someone with such great powers, looking up a number would be a piece of cake.

Instead, he said, "It seems that you really have a relationship with Liuli."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely. Si Wan leaned against the window and saw a luxury car slowly gliding past on the road in front of the courtyard gate.

Maybach, black license plate: 4455

If she wasn't blind, that was Yu Jinnian's car.

"Can't it be Qiaoqiao?" Jiang Hansheng understood humor and successfully caused Si Wan to roll her eyes.

"What on earth does Mr. Jiang San want to talk to me about?"

For people of their level, words are not to be wasted.

So does Si Wan.

When did Jiang Hansheng begin to admire Si Wan?

It was probably at this moment that he asked, "Do you want to come to Hong Kong City for some fun?"

Si Wan left the window and went into the bathroom. She leaned against the window again, parting the blinds with her hands, and asked, "People, things, objects, which one am I interested in?"

"Wen Shi. Wen Qing's only brother. Is this important enough to ask you to move?"

"Go." Quick and decisive.

It was these few conversations today that showed Jiang Hansheng truly treating Si Wan as a character.

Wen Shi’s eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Wen Qing’s.

His temperament is that of a typical person who lives under someone else's roof and is above everyone else.

Smooth, hypocritical, and able to read people's expressions.

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"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you're interrupting my fun." Si Wan didn't want Wen Shi to know her identity for the time being.

It was as if she had never known Wen Shi.

It's more interesting if you keep some suspense.

Wen Shi was not angry, and said magnanimously: "Miss, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

Si Wan didn't give him any face at all: "I can't lend you even a little bit."

Si Wan knew exactly what Wen Shi was trying to do.

Isn't it just to move her out because she's the one causing trouble?

What a joke, why is she here if not to mess things up?

Wen Shi smiled, extremely gentle: "Gambling addiction is not a good thing."

Si Wan also laughed, her smile full of sarcasm: "Aren't the casino owners the culprits?"

Wen Shi suddenly narrowed his eyes. The wild and unruly spirit in Si Wan suddenly reminded him of someone.

Isn't this the same as his nephew's behavior?

"Since the girl is so unwilling to listen to advice, why not have a gamble?" Wen Shi tapped the table lightly with his fingers as he spoke.

The dealer nodded immediately, as if he had received some order.

Sure enough, the dealer said something into the intercom, and soon some people came over unexpectedly.

Some of those people were still howling at the gambling table the previous second, while others were holding the money they "won" and thanking their ancestors for eight generations.

In the blink of an eye, those people came over with expressionless faces and cleared out the idlers.

Only Si Wan and Wen Shi were left at the long table.

"Dare you?" Wen Shi asked with a smile.

Si Wan tilted her head and chuckled, not particularly interested. "...That depends on what the bet is."

"What do you want to bet on?"

Si Wan lowered her eyes as if thinking, and her duck-feather-like eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyelids, just hiding the fierceness that flashed in her eyes.

"Then, all your shares in this casino."

Look at how ambitious this guy is.

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