Ji Zhifei pushed a gambling cup in front of Jing Li, looked at the uneasy boy in front of him, and lowered his voice: "Play first, and talk about it after you lose. I won't make it difficult for you."
Jing Li didn't bother to pay attention to him and raised his hand to hold the gambling cup in front of him.
In fact, he was not sure either.
Jing Li spent the entire afternoon yesterday learning how to roll the dice from Qin Zhao, and had mastered most of the techniques. If his luck wasn't too bad, it shouldn't be difficult for him to beat Ji Zhifei.
But unfortunately, he has always had bad luck.
Jing Li pursed his lips, raised the gambling cup and began to shake it.
His movements were awkward, clearly not something he played often. Seeing him like this, Boss Chang silently shook his head again, while the wealthy young man opposite, who had already lost his composure, began to laugh.
Jing Li ignored all of this and just shook the gambling cup seriously.
Open the cup.
Three, five, four.
The number was not too big, Jing Li thought to himself that something was wrong and looked up at the other person.
——Three ones.
Jing Li: “…”
Boss Chang: “…”
A dandy boy: "..."
Ji Zhifei felt a little embarrassed.
The gambling house was nominally the property of the Ji family's master, but in reality, it had always been managed by Ji Zhifei. Having been in the casino for a long time, he understood that gambling was 50% skill and 50% luck.
But no matter what, rolling out three ones in a game of big or small is truly amazing.
Ji Zhifei forced a smile and said, "Come again, come again."
In the second round, Jing Li shook out thirteen points.
Ji Zhifei...five o'clock.
The third game, the fourth game...
Ji Zhifei's face became more and more ugly, and he felt puzzled.
Why is my luck so bad today?
“Come again!”
Ji Zhifei wanted to shake the dice again after saying this, but neither the dealer nor the other side made any move. Someone tugged at his sleeve, hesitating to speak: "Master Ji, this is a small amount..."
Only then did Ji Zhifei go to look at the dealer's records.
They had already played four rounds, and the opponent played mediocrely, but Ji Zhifei lost miserably every time. After four rounds, the game ended prematurely.
Even if Ji Zhifei rolled three sixes in the next round, he would not be able to win the game.
Win.
Jing Li breathed a sigh of relief and fell back into his chair. When he came to his senses, he found that there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
After watching the first round, Boss Chang thought to himself that there was hope. Now he finally stopped hiding his joy and praised, "Sir, you're lucky."
"It's okay, the other party just has bad luck." Jing Li drank a sip of water weakly.
After saying that, he looked at the person opposite him and said, "Can the title deed be returned?"
Ji Zhifei's face turned pale.
Boss Chang's shop had a great location; his father had long since taken a fancy to it. Ji Zhifei bought the shop from the second brother of Chang just to show his support for his father.
As for the bet, it was just an accident.
Ji Zhifei considered himself a person who wasn't attracted to beauty, but after meeting this beautiful woman in the bookstore yesterday, he wasn't quite calm. By the time he regained consciousness, the bet had already been made.
Ji Zhifei did feel a little regretful afterwards, but relying on his usual good gambling skills, he was not afraid of a seemingly harmless young boy.
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