Chapter 217: Danger in the Casino
After a while, a waiter approached Zhang Fanxi and said in his ear: "Mr. Zhang, our boss would like to invite you to the VIP room.
Zhang Fanxi pointed at the chips on the table and said, "Could you please help me change these into cash and bring them to the VIP room?"
The waiter nodded, asked another waiter to take him to the VIP room, and then he went to the counter to count the code and exchange money.
Zhang Fanxi was taken to a small room of about 100 square meters. It was a small house with European style and foreign murals painted all around.
In the middle stood a two-meter-long green gambling table, with dice of all sizes, poker cards, and mahjong tiles scattered on it in a disorderly manner.
Sitting on the innermost sofa was a man with a pigtail. His entire arm was tattooed with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon, which was coiled around his arm and glared at anyone who coveted his property. Three tall and burly men stood nearby, as if their shirts would be torn if they exerted any force.
When he saw Zhang Fanxi coming in, he pointed at him and said, "You are Zhang Fanxi."
Fan Xi said expressionlessly: "I am Zhang Fan Xi, and you are..."
"I'm Cheng Wanjin, the boss here. I look a little older than you, so you can call me Brother Jin!"
He pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Come and sit next to me."
The sounds of "bang bang bang" made Cheng Wanjin look towards the door.
He yelled, "Who is it? Didn't I tell you not to knock on the door if you have nothing to do?"
A timid voice responded from outside the door: "Boss, I have already exchanged Mr. Zhang's chips for cash. Look..."
Cheng Wanjin: "Bring it in."
The waiter outside the door brought two small bags and placed them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. He said, "Mr. Zhang, here is all the money you won tonight, a total of more than 6 million RMB. We don't have that much RMB at the moment, so we can only exchange it into US dollars. Would you like to count it?"
Zhang Fanxi took out a hundred-dollar bill from a stack of US dollars and handed it to the waiter: "This is your tip."
The waiter took the tip, said "thank you" several times and then left.
Cheng Wanjin looked at the two bags of money on the coffee table and said with a forced smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be not only a financial genius, but also a gambling expert! If you gamble here for a few more nights, I think I'll file for bankruptcy soon. For the sake of us being Chinese, you should try your luck at the gambling house run by the Burmese!"
Zhang Fanxi: "Brother Jin, you are such a joke. There is no place that we Chinese dare to set foot on."
Cheng Wanjin: "So, are you here today to challenge us or to cause trouble?"
Zhang Fanxi: "How dare I cause trouble in Brother Jin's place? I'm really here for fun, and this money is a welcome gift to you, Brother Jin. In addition to the money I won from your gambling house, there is also one million RMB in real money."
He pushed two bags of money in front of Cheng Wanjin.
Cheng Wanjin clapped his hands at the two bags of money and said with great satisfaction, "I'm very satisfied with this gift. Old Zhantou really didn't introduce the wrong person."
He slowly walked over to Zhang Fanxi, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Zhang, would you like something to drink?"
Zhang Fanxi: "It's fine if you want to. I dare not refuse to drink Brother Jin's wine."
A strange smile appeared on Cheng Wanjin's face. He picked up an unopened bottle of XO Remy Martin and placed it in front of Zhang Fanxi.
"Xiao Zhang, if you drink this in one gulp, I'll let bygones be bygones. You can come work for me tomorrow. You can choose any position you want, and you can set any terms you want."
Zhang Fanxi: "Brother Jin, you are not kidding, right?"
Cheng Wanjin: "Do I look like I'm kidding?"
Zhang Fanxi was hesitating while holding the bottle of xo.
Cheng Wanjin: "If you can't make a decision, let me help you decide."
Cheng Wanjin suddenly snatched the bottle of xo from Zhang Fanxi's hand and smashed it hard on his head.
Suddenly, blood mixed with liquor flowed all over Zhang Fanxi's face.
Cheng Wanjin: "This is my gift to you. Do you like it?"
Zhang Fanxi: "I like it. Thank you, Brother Jin, for showing mercy."
Cheng Wanjin held his chin with one hand: "You are really brave. You knew that Wang Yuanquan was my sworn brother, but you still dared to come to me and even broke my nephew's leg."
Zhang Fanxi: "Wang Yuanquan forced me into a corner, so I treated him like this. As for your nephew, I'm really sorry. If I didn't do that, I'm afraid you wouldn't hire me."
Cheng Wanjin wiped his hands with his shirt.
"It seems like you really need my job, otherwise why would you dare to take such a risk? You know I hate being threatened the most."
Zhang Fanxi: "You treated your nephew as one of your own, but he took you for a ride. You should know how many kickbacks he's taken behind your back over the years, right? If it weren't for your brother, you would have killed him long ago, right? I'm just doing you a favor and solving a big problem, right?"
Cheng Wanjin ignored him, picked up the two bags on the table, walked to the door and paused. "Don't speculate on your boss's intentions, but I like your gift very much, so I'll accept it. Go to the hospital and get bandaged first, and come back to me in a few days."
After Cheng Wanjin left, Zhang Fanxi looked at the broken xo wine bottle in front of him and let out a long sigh. He felt relieved a little, and then he felt a sharp pain in his head.
But he was unfamiliar with the place and had no idea how to get to the hospital. After he came out of the back door of the gambling house, he was surrounded by two muscular men. Fan Xi recognized them as Cheng Wanjin's bodyguards.
Fanxi: "What's wrong with you?"
Muscle Man A: "The boss told us to take Mr. Zhang to the hospital. Please follow us!"
Even Zhang Fanxi, a black belt in karate, couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw their muscular bodies.
He smiled and said, "Don't bother you brothers, I can go by myself." After that, he tried to slip away from them sideways.
Muscular Man B immediately placed his body across from him and stopped him with his hands, saying, "Please, Mr. Zhang, don't embarrass us."
Zhang Fanxi: "Okay, since you insist, I will follow you."
Muscular Man A pointed at a Land Rover parked on the side of the road and said, "The car is over there, Mr. Zhang, please."
Zhang Fanxi got into the car with them, and they had no verbal or physical communication along the way.
Just as they were about to get off the car, the muscular man B handed Fanxi a flip phone and said, "This is what the boss asked me to give you."
"Ring, ring, ring" the phone rang at this time.
Vansh picked up the phone: "Hello, who are you?"
"Don't you recognize my voice?"
Fanxi: "Boss"
"Didn't I tell you to call me Brother Jin?"
Fanxi: "Brother Jin, is there anything wrong?"
"From now on, this will be our exclusive communication tool. You have to carry it with you and turn it on 24 hours a day so I can find you easily, okay?"
Vansh: "Got it, Jin."
"After you're bandaged in the hospital, I'll give you another gift. If you like it, you'll like it." After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Vansh keeps the phone in his trouser pocket and gets out of the car with them to go to the hospital to treat the wound.
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