Summer came to the place where the chips were exchanged.
"Give me 10 yuan worth of chips," Xiatian said generously.
"Sorry, sir, the smallest chip we have here is 100 yuan," the bunny girl at the counter said apologetically.
"Such a big gambling boat, and you don't even have 10 yuan worth of chips," Xiatian curled his lips.
"I was wondering who it was, isn't this our President Xia?" Wen Zhaohua held a glass of wine in one hand and a beautiful model in his left hand as he stood beside Xiatian.
"I haven't seen you in a while, but you've changed," Xiatian looked at him with a serious face.
"Oh, what did I change into?" Wen Zhaohua looked at Xiatian with great interest.
"You've become so good at pretending to be a b * stard," Xiatian showed an expression of admiration on his face.
"Hmph, a pauper," Wen Zhaohua said with a cold humph.
"Of course I'm a pauper, how about you lend me 100 yuan, Young Master Wen?" Xiatian smiled slightly.
"Okay," Wen Zhaohua took out a 100 yuan bill and handed it to Xiatian.
Xiatian reached out to take it, but Wen Zhaohua let go of his hand, and the 100 yuan bill fell to the ground. Wen Zhaohua smiled slightly: "Sorry, I didn't catch it."
Seeing the 100 yuan bill, Xiatian understood Wen Zhaohua's meaning. If he wanted to pick up the 100 yuan bill, he had to lower his head and bend down to pick it up, which was equivalent to lowering his head to Wen Zhaohua.
Xiatian smiled slightly, then drew a circle around the 100 yuan bill with his right foot, and the 100 yuan bill floated up. Xiatian reached out his right hand and pinched the 100 yuan bill between his two fingers: "This 100 yuan will be added to your one million tomorrow, so you still owe me 999,900 yuan."
"I said, I won't give it to you." Wen Zhaohua looked fiercely at Xiatian.
"You will give it to me." Xia Zhi smiled, then turned his head to the bunny girl. He threw the hundred yuan to the bunny girl and said, "Give me a hundred yuan chip."
The bunny girl handed Xiatian a hundred yuan chip.
"Young Master Wen, who is that poor guy?" The female model in Wen Zhaohua's arms looked at Xiatian with disdain.
"He's just a pauper." Wen Zhaohua took out two chips worth five thousand each and threw them into the model's bra.
The female model's face was full of excitement, and her heart was filled with excitement. As expected of Young Master Wen, she was willing to deal with this group of rich people just by giving a tip of 10,000 yuan.
She hated the poor the most. It could even be said that she looked down on them because she had been poor since she was young. She was afraid of being poor.
Xiatian took the 100 yuan chip and walked to the table next to him.
Wen Zhaohua hugged the female model and walked over.
"Beauty, do you believe that you will win if you bet with me?" Xiatian stood beside a beauty and said indifferently. This beauty was different from the other models. Although she was also wearing a long dress, it was not revealing. She sat there as if she didn't care about winning or losing at all. It was as if she was waiting for time.
"Oh." The woman responded indifferently.
"Ding Min, you can only hang out with this poor guy now." The model in Wen Zhaohua's arms said sarcastically. She had two goals. First, to ridicule the woman called Ding Min. Second, because she could see that Wen Zhaohua hated Xiatian, she wanted to ridicule Xiatian to win Wen Zhaohua's favor.
If she could climb up a big tree like Wen Zhaohua, she would have a good life in the future. Even if she couldn't become Wen Zhaohua's girlfriend, it would be good for Wen Zhaohua to introduce some rich young men to her. If that didn't work, she could arrange some commercial performances.
Therefore, she wanted to win Wen Zhaohua's favor by ridiculing Xiatian.
"You bet, I'll follow you." The woman called Ding Min seemed to be angry as she looked at Xiatian and said.
"Do you know her?" Wen Zhaohua looked at the model beside him and Asked.
"Of course I know her. She used to be a great person, a second-tier star with her nose in the air. Later, she was banned because she pretended to be noble and refused to sleep with the director." The female model said disdainfully. In her opinion, a woman's body was the capital for a good life.
Xia Xia Keke smiled and placed the hundred yuan chips in her hand on the banker.
Ding Min also put all her chips on the banker. Her chips were more than Xiatian's, about 5,000 yuan. These were all distributed by Wen Zhaohua.
She didn't think about winning or losing at all. In her opinion, losing money was like doing a mission.
"The banker wins."
Seeing that Xiatian won, Wen Zhaohua was slightly stunned. "What luck."
Ding Min didn't expect that the money she casually threw out would really win. 5,000 yuan turned into 10,000 yuan.
The model was very unhappy when she saw Ding Min win.
"I didn't let you down." Xiatian looked at the woman and smiled. Then, he continued, "Do you still dare to bet with me?"
"Why wouldn't I dare? It's not my money anyway," the woman said very casually.
"Don't pretend to be rich. If your friend didn't help you, you wouldn't be able to eat now," the female model in Wen Zhaohua's arms said sarcastically.
"My business is none of your business," Ding Min said coldly.
"Don't pretend to be noble, okay? If it wasn't for the money, would you come here? Every person like us here was hired by Young Master Wen. What's your price? 10,000 yuan? 20,000 yuan? "the female model said disdainfully.
"I'm just here to accompany my friend. I didn't ask for money," Ding Min said lightly.
"Pretending to be noble," the female model said contemptuously.
"Ignore her. Fish will look for fish, shrimp will look for shrimp, and toad will look for frog. I still bet on the banker this round." Xiatian threw his 200 yuan chips to the banker.
Ding Min also threw her 10,000 yuan chips to the banker.
Wen Zhaohua and the model both looked at the gambling table. They also wanted to see if Xiatian and Ding Min could win this round. No one could be sure about luck.
However, they were also sure that there were no winners in gambling. The longer they gambled, the more likely they would lose.
The female model was already thinking about what words she would use to attack Xiatian and Ding Min. She knew that Wen Zhaohua would be very happy if she did that. As long as she could satisfy Wen Zhaohua, her future would be limitless.
She could already imagine her days in a big BMW and living in a big villa.
She was very excited at the thought of it, so she quickly organized her words. She thought that this was a chance in her life. She had to seize it and let Wen Zhaohua see her usefulness.
At the same time, she and Wen Zhaohua also looked at the gambling table seriously. Would Xiatian and Ding Min win or lose this round?
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