Although he was a little surprised by the handful of banknotes, the casino staff still exchanged them for Zhang Mingyu with a smile, without a trace of impatience.
Whoever gives money is the boss. It doesn’t matter how much the money is, as long as it is real money. Who would push away their God of Wealth?
But it seems that what is said above can be realized soon?
The casino manager sat on a tiger-skin chair, stroking his chin as he listened to the news reported by his subordinates, his expression filled with satisfaction.
Someone came to inform us that Zhang Mingyu should lose everything, then be knocked unconscious and sold to Shanxi Province to dig coal, and never be released.
This kind of thing is quite simple. He doesn't know who is doing this to Zhang Mingyu, but he is not that curious and will not be stingy with the money in Zhang Mingyu's pocket.
As long as the money goes into your own pocket, why bother about the death of strangers?
When he heard that Zhang Mingyu even brought banknotes this time, he knew the time was almost right.
The boss said that this time Zhang Mingyu would lose everything, and his men obeyed.
The dealer who was in charge of the dice cup in the room heard the whisper from his colleague, but he didn't look panicked at all. He continued to shake the dice while looking at Zhang Mingyu.
Poor lamb, let her send it on its way.
The dealer's slender hands flew up and down in various ways, but few gamblers paid attention to her charming face.
They were so frustrated by the loss that their only emotion was whether the size of the dice matched their expectations, and they didn't even have the mind to appreciate the beautiful women.
All the adrenaline in my body was attracted by the small dice cup, and I didn't even look at the dealer.
Zhang Mingyu is no exception.
The dealer who was secretly observing him smiled with his eyes narrowed, and his superb skills controlled the ratio of winning and losing, making Zhang Mingyu always look forward to the next hand and having no intention of leaving.
Before he knew it, Zhang Mingyu was about to win back the 500 yuan he lost this morning, and he was overjoyed.
After counting the chips, Zhang Mingyu couldn't help laughing. While paying attention to the dice cup for the last round, he had already taken half a step away from the gambling table and looked like he was about to leave.
As long as he wins this time, he will leave!
The dealer is no pushover. He trains through the cold winter and hot summer just for this moment.
She moved her fingers slightly, and the imperceptible movement caused the dice in the dice cup to flip slightly, turning into the opposite number that Zhang Mingyu had pressed.
The dice cup that was opened made most people win, and they all gathered their chips in their arms with smiles on their faces.
Zhang Mingyu, who lost, was dejected and wanted to leave. He thought, forget it, just treat it as a meal with the money he lost, and go back today.
He yawned and pushed through the crowd to leave.
The dealer who messed up was not in a hurry. He glanced at his colleagues in the crowd and gave them a wink.
The colleague disguised himself as a gambler. He happily put the chips he had just won into his pocket and walked out. When he passed by Zhang Mingyu, he deliberately dropped a handful of chips on the ground.
He squinted his eyes and said arrogantly, "Hey, you won so much? I'm too lazy to pick it up, so I'll give it to you, brother."
After saying that, he hummed a little tune and went to another card table to continue.
The prodigal son's demeanor didn't seem like he was acting at all. He was so arrogant and complacent that his nose was almost in the air.
Zhang Mingyu stared at the chips scattered on the ground in a daze.
The total amount was at least over twenty dollars, and he actually gave it to him?
However, seeing that others were about to notice it, Zhang Mingyu quickly picked it up.
He wanted to exchange his chips for money, but halfway through, he heard the prodigal son cheer: "Woohoo! Leopard kills all! Give me money!"
Everyone in the casino rushed over, and Zhang Mingyu was stuck in the crowd and couldn't get away.
He was forced to see through the gap in the crowd that the prodigal had won a mountain of chips. The prodigal was so happy that he took off his clothes and waved them in the air.
I've never seen anyone win so much money!
The gamblers watched with rapid breathing, as if they were bulls goaded by a bullfighter with a red cloth, and placed bets without thinking.
Amid the sound of their bets, Zhang Mingyu couldn't help but bet a hundred.
If you only bet on this one round and win so big at this table, you must have been lucky enough to win!
The prodigal son, in his delight, even scattered a handful of chips, rubbed his thumb triumphantly under his nose, and casually tossed aside his clothes, betting big.
Everyone present treated him like a god, and most of them followed his lead in placing bets.
Zhang Mingyu did the opposite and stuck to his own judgment, placing small bets.
But when the dice cup was opened, he was disappointed to find that the prodigal son had good luck.
The naked four, five, and five in the dice cup are obviously big.
Zhang Mingyu, who lost, was driven by the atmosphere and followed the prodigal son to place bets.
As a result, Zhang Mingyu, who had completely forgotten about leaving, followed the right person. He won all the way and even reached two thousand at one point!
Zhang Mingyu began to resent himself for being timid and only daring to put in such a small number of chips each time. Otherwise, he would have won four or five thousand by now, not just this little bit.
He gritted his teeth and followed the complacent prodigal son in betting half of his chips, a full one thousand yuan.
In the end, I won again this time!
Zhang Mingyu, who got two thousand, was ecstatic, his heart pounding. In front of him were three thousand chips, and he had won back three houses!
He completely lost his mind and pushed most of the chips to the betting place led by the prodigal son.
I wasn’t so lucky this time and lost miserably.
Everyone lamented when they saw the dice in the dice cup were the opposite of what they had bet on. Why did their luck suddenly become so bad?
Zhang Mingyu was dumbfounded. He was only one move away from stopping, so how could he lose?!
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