Wen Renming originally thought that the little devil would calm down after winning the casino's money. He was the one who caused the trouble, and as long as the little devil was happy, he could still afford the money.
Therefore, when the administrator called, he was really stunned.
"It's really hard to guess what the little madman is thinking! After winning so much money, most people would have left in a hurry, but he is the only one who dares to ask to see you. Hahaha, it's really interesting. You never know what he is thinking." The young and handsome elder clapped his hands lightly and laughed loudly.
"Let's go, Andrew, and see what the little lunatic is going to do this time." He stood up and put on his coat slowly, his face full of interest.
Wen Renming rubbed his aching brow, seeming distressed, but the corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously. His mood at the moment could only be described as a mixture of pain and joy.
If an ordinary person were to encounter such a little devil, he would have gone crazy long ago.
When the two arrived at the hall, Zhuang Li was sitting on a Rococo-style black velvet sofa, playing with a chip from time to time.
He was wearing a very stylish white shirt and black jeans. The simple style only highlighted his extremely slender figure and breathtakingly handsome face.
While waiting for Wenren Ming, he drank a glass of red wine. His already crimson lips were stained wet with wine, as if dripping blood. An unfathomable light flickered in his narrow eyes. He looked almost unhuman.
He was surrounded by a group of gamblers with fanatical expressions and bloodshot eyes.
Wen Renming walked closer and unconsciously slowed down his steps, then pulled at his tight tie.
Suddenly, he also had the idea of drinking a glass of red wine.
"Are you looking for me?" Wen Renming asked in a hoarse voice.
He stood in front of the little devil, looking down at the man's face which was red from alcohol, his Adam's apple rolling up and down unconsciously.
"Wenren Ming, yesterday you said you would give me 5% of the casino's shares as compensation. I accepted it." Zhuang Li chuckled and said, "Today, I'll use this 5% stake, along with all the chips on the table, to buy you a night. Do you think it's enough?"
He raised his hand and swept down a large pile of chips on the table.
There was a loud clattering sound, and the chips covered the entire table. A few chips fell under the table and rolled to Wenren Ming's feet with a clang.
At that moment, the once bustling casino was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The gamblers, with their frenzied expressions and dazed eyes, were awakened one by one by the fear in their hearts.
They never thought that Mr. Zhuang called Mr. Wenren down specifically for this!
He actually asked to buy Mr. Wenren's room for one night!
Wasn't this a naked provocation and humiliation? He still couldn't swallow the anger he felt yesterday! If it weren't for Mr. Wenren's connivance, Sun Xiaojia wouldn't have been so bold.
The gamblers who came to the den of brothel had long been extremely dissatisfied with Sun Xiaojia, but they had to tolerate her again and again for the sake of Mr. Wenren's face.
But Mr. Zhuang couldn't bear it. Not only did he want to kill Sun Xiaojia, he also wanted to vent his anger on Wen Renming, the culprit.
He is so crazy!
Anyone with even a passing knowledge of the industry can easily calculate just how profitable this casino is. To say it's raking in billions of dollars daily is no exaggeration! Its daily turnover is likely even greater than that of a bank. Owning even 5% of it means sitting back and waiting for a windfall.
What's more, the chips piled on the table are at least two or three hundred million, right?
Who would be willing to throw away such a mountain of gold? Even the richest people can't say that they can remain unmoved by such money.
But Mr. Zhuang can. Money really means nothing to him. All he pursues is happiness and freedom.
Whoever makes him unhappy will be made unhappy!
Seeing him like this, the gamblers around him actually felt happy from the bottom of their hearts! Who doesn't want to live like this? But who dares to live like this?
However, Mr. Zhuang can do it. He lives out the craziest imagination that everyone can weave and realize in their dreams!
After a brief moment of shock, the gamblers around them let out screams of excitement. Some laughed, some applauded, and some whistled loudly.
Mr. Wenren, who spoiled Sun Xiaojia to the point of lawlessness, deserves to be treated like this!
Wenren Ming stared at the little devil expressionlessly, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly.
Several of his good friends were standing by and looking at him with laughter.
Zhuang Li raised his head and looked back at Wen Renming with a smile, his narrow eyes flashing with a playful and provocative light.
That's right, he did it on purpose. He'd already set a trap for Wenren Ming when he'd been trying to trick him. He was unpredictable and vindictive. He'd mercilessly hurt anyone who provoked him.
How wild!
Wen Renming gently rubbed his eyebrows and sighed inaudibly.
Everyone was waiting for his reaction.
This man, the manager of a brothel, held a high position of power and influence. Surely he couldn't tolerate such humiliation? How would he respond? Would he flatly refuse Mr. Zhuang's rude request? Or would he send a few bodyguards to throw Mr. Zhuang out the door?
It should be the latter, right? This person is Wenren Ming!
Once upon a time, an arrogant gambler slapped him hard after getting drunk, and the next second he broke his wrist.
The white bones protruded from the bloody fracture, and the scene of the man covering his folded arms and wailing and rolling around is still a nightmare for many people.
How does this slap feel now compared to the one back then?
One slapped him directly in the face, the other slapped him on his pride. Which one was more unbearable? Thinking of this, all the gamblers secretly broke into a cold sweat for Mr. Zhuang.
Everyone was observing Wenren Ming's expression, but he didn't show any expression at all.
He just stared at Zhuang Li without blinking, his originally emerald green pupils were filled with an obscure light, and at first glance they seemed as black as ink.
Zhuang Li also looked back at him straight, with a smile on his lips.
The two of them just faced each other in silence.
A top billionaire hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't suppress his desire to protect others. He stepped out from the crowd and prepared to act as a peacemaker.
After all, this is a den of brothel, and the den of brothel is Wen Renming's territory. Mr. Zhuang will suffer a loss.
Before he could speak, Wen Renming reacted. He half-knelt down, picked up the chips scattered around his feet one by one, and said in a deep voice, "That's enough."
What is enough?
Everyone was stunned for a while before realizing that he was actually answering the question Mr. Zhuang had asked earlier.
5% of the shares, plus all the chips here, is that enough to buy you a night? It's enough!
He actually agreed?
He is the manager of a brothel. How could he agree to such a ridiculous and humiliating request?
Before the gamblers could react, Wen Renming had already bent down, easily picked up Zhuang Li, carried him on his shoulder, and strode towards the elevator.
Watching him stride forward, the horrified gamblers suddenly realized why he hadn't agreed. Even without a 5% stake and countless chips, who could refuse a request to spend a night with Mr. Zhuang with just a simple beckoning of his finger?
That is a dream that no amount of money can buy! That is the most luxurious enjoyment in the world!
The gamblers suddenly realized what was happening and were also filled with jealousy. Someone chased after Wen Renming and shouted, "Mr. Zhuang, I don't want shares or chips, I'm willing to spend the night with you!"
Someone else shouted even louder, "Mr. Zhuang, I'll give you 20 million! Please have breakfast with me!"
A young and handsome elder said with a grin, "Little crazy boy, I'll give you my casino shares too. How about you follow me?"
More and more people were shouting, and Wen Renming knew that among these people, there were quite a few who were willing to spend a fortune on the little devil, even his good friends were not joking.
The little devil has this kind of charm. He is a poisonous snake that can cause heart palpitations; he is a mandrake that can make people lose their minds; he is a drug that once you try it, you can never quit.
He is a beautiful yet deadly creature.
Wen Renming kept speeding up and disappeared behind the closed elevator door.
His bodyguards held back the pursuing crowd.
Everyone was sighing, cursing, and lamenting. When Zhuang Li left, this crazy dream was also taken away.
Sun Xiaojia was hidden in the crowd, watching the scene in disbelief. She had thought her godfather would be furious when Zhuang Li made such a ridiculous, suicidal request.
After all, Zhuang Li insulted him in front of so many people.
She thought her godfather would kick Zhuang Li away, just like he kicked her away yesterday.
But it didn't.
Once again, her expectations were dashed. Despite his humiliation and the joke being made on him by so many people, his godfather remained unmoved. He half-crouched on the ground, patiently picking up the chips one by one.
That is a gesture of submission.
He surrendered.
Even if he was provoked, insulted, and slapped in the face in public, he couldn't get angry at Zhuang Li.
Sun Xiaojia originally thought that her godfather's way of pampering someone was to praise them to the sky. But now she realized that was not the case.
In addition to pampering that person to the extreme, he will also lower his own attitude infinitely. He can obey that person in everything and never respond to anything; he can suppress all his anger in his heart and only show his most gentle side.
His previous attitude towards me was not love at all! This was his love, so heavy, so deep!
Sun Xiaojia gritted her teeth and suppressed her belated resentment and regret, but she still couldn't stop crying.
If she hadn't been so self-indulgent and hadn't listened to the rumors, she and her godfather wouldn't have reached this point. If Fang Yu hadn't appeared and hadn't tempted her into doing those heinous things, she would still be the most noble princess in the brothel!
Realizing that the casino staff had noticed her abnormality, Sun Xiaojia quickly wiped the tears from her face and rushed towards the elevator.
Fang Yu chased after her, cursing furiously in his heart: "Fuck! How did her favorability drop to 0? Can I just throw this damn woman back into the sea?"
Goldfinger System: "...No, you don't have a ship. If it drops to 0, the difficulty coefficient will be twice as high as before. Since she is no longer a gangster's daughter, her Luck value is pitifully low, and she probably won't drop the Goldfinger. I suggest you give up this goal directly."
Fang Yu: “…”
Fuck him! Who's going to compensate me for my one million?!
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