Power of Money (Jason Qin) novel Chapter 682

He suddenly turned around.

A middle-aged man in a black suit and a red tie walked through the main hall and appeared behind the crowd.

"This is your first time playing on this table?"

After the middle- aged man came, he ignored the others and directly asked Jason.

"Yes, it's the first time," Jason said.

"It seems that your luck is not very good. Ordinary people will have a small winning when they come here for the first time. It is really rare to see someone like you lose five million dollars in one go."

The middle-aged man only glanced at Jason and then threw out a blue token on the table.

"Yes, it's small."

A million!

The red chips represented the largest amount of chips in Xinju City, which was equivalent to a million yuan.

And the feeling of losing one million just

after the man arrived was the same as losing ten thousand from the others.

He looked calm, took out a cigar from his pocket, and put it in his mouth, looking straight at the beautiful croupier.

"Exchange chip for me."

When everyone was paying attention to this generous middle- aged man, Jason reached out to call the waiter and handed over the badge.

"Ten million."

"Yes, please wait for a moment."

The attendant held the badge, bent down, and left.

Because all the chips in his hand had been lost, Jason did not participate in the opening round.

He quietly watched He Anqi roll the dice. This was a very beautiful enjoyment.

"Yes, it's small."

At He Anqi announced, the middle-aged man won four hundred thousand in an easy way.

"What the f**k? What's going on? Are you going to recite the words?"

The bald fat man lost the first round tonight, and his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

"How can you always win when playing with this thing? Otherwise, how could you lose so quickly when it costs 70 million yuan? Keep it if you like." Jason reminded him kindly.

"You don't understand. At the beginning, it proved that the God of Fortune had taken a fancy to you and could be chosen by him. That's where it is. Don't worry, it's just luck. I'm sure I'll win next time!"

The bald and fat man was not willing to admit defeat, so he staked another 500,000 yuan.

At this time, the waiters also changed the number and came over with trays in their hands.

Ten million chips, eight red and twenty blue.

"I'm with you."

Jason smiled and took out a blue chip. Tonight, it was the first time that he had been on the same side as the bald fat man.

"Let's get out of here."

"Yes, it's small."

At the speed of the beautiful croupier, the five hundred thousand yuan of the bald and fat man was returned to nothing again.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The fat man started to grit his teeth.

Although he had won for a whole night, so far, he had only lost the second one.

However, the amount he staked on these two times was relatively large. After two rounds, he lost one million yuan. It was nearly half of what he staked in a night. How could he not feel distressed?

"I don't believe in the devil!"

The bald fat man gritted his teeth. One million yuan was not a lot for him, but the premise was that he had not lost more than 70 million yuan.

"Bet on it again, big!"

This time, the bald man chose to fight back against the middle-aged man.

According to the law of two- way opposite sides, if the middle-aged man won two rounds in a row, the banker wouldn't allow him to win again.

"Shut up and don't worry. If you continue to play like this, you'll lose even if you have tens of billions of assets."

The middle- aged man, who had been smoking the cigar and won the game all the time, suddenly spoke.

Jason felt that with the bald fat man's character and temper, when he was being said like this when he was losing money, he would definitely not hesitate to retort.

Unexpectedly, although the bald fat man looked very angry, when he turned to look at the middle-aged man's eyes, he suddenly lost his momentum like a deflated ball. He muttered and turned his head back.

Only then did Jason notice the middle-aged man who was smoking the cigar.

It seemed that as soon as he appeared, the noisy table suddenly became extremely quiet.

Everyone was placing their bets quietly. Whether they won or lost, even if there was a little dissatisfaction on their faces, no one dared to complain.

Who was this person?

While Jason was deep in thought, he heard the crisp and pleasant sound of business coming.

"Sir, don't you want to play anymore?"

The beautiful dealer stared at Jason and asked with a faint smile.

"Go on."

Jason threw all the chips in his hands on the table, looked at her and said, "Bet on the baby."

At this moment, the middle-aged man's stake was too great.

"Yes, sir."

The beautiful croupier's actively asking of Jason several times aroused the interest of the bald fat man.

This time, he did not continue to press the boat. Instead, he decided to wait and see to see what would happen in the following rounds.

"Yes, I've been here for more than a month, but the dealer hasn't said a word to me. The first time you came here tonight, he took the initiative to ask you several times. Hey, young is good. When I was so young, there were so many women around me..."

The bald fat man was talking to Jason when he saw the middle-aged man smoking a cigar. He looked at Jason and said, "You are going to follow the cow. This is your last property, right? If you lose again, you will have no money left."

Jason smiled.

"Who said that if you play mahjong, you must win. If I don't lose, where can you make money? Isn't that right?"