Qi Wen, from Dong Xia, was a famous entrepreneur in Xin Hai, a border trader. He had a car and a house, but both his parents had passed away.
Unfortunately, on the day before he reached the peak of his life, he died in a car accident.
He was 51 years old.
It had to be said that even though people died in different ways, those who succeeded all had the same reason.
Long before he became the Yin family's white glove, he had already stepped into the social elite and was recruited by the Yin family with a large amount of money.
In the rise of the Yin family, his contribution was huge. If he was not important, people would not have been so angry when he established his own family.
If one had to describe his characteristics, it would be that he was a natural businessman. His precise intuition in investment and innate sensitivity to numbers, as well as his ability to control the cost of the industry, made him a popular professional manager as early as 20 years ago.
At the top of his resume was a double degree in economics and mathematics from the Ivy League in America within four years. After he started working, he also obtained a master's degree in statistics.
What he specialized in was probability.
This person was a natural gambler. Even though he focused on a bigger field, he never looked down on the gambling in casinos.
"Gambling is never a game with suspense. Those who rely on gambling to get rich overnight are like relying on drugs to get happiness. Every one of them has a problem with their brains."
Facing Huai Shi's question, Qi Wen's record did not hide his disdain. "No matter the rules, in the end, it's just a trick for the banker to win."
Huai Shi was stunned. This was the first time he had seen the demeanor of a master from this guy.
"After saying so much, do you know how to do it or not?"
"Ha, it's just a simple math problem."
Qi Wen's record smiled condescendingly. Using Huai Shi's eyes, he scanned the people who surrounded him. "Even though it's not professional, the opponents are brainless enough to join the mafia. I don't think there will be a problem winning."
After the first anniversary of his death anniversary, Qi Wen actually showed off once again in a way that he hadn't done before.
The ups and downs of life were really unpredictable.
Move aside, let the professionals do it!
"Leader Huai Zhi, do you want a round?"
When those people invited him with bad intentions, Huai Shi slowly raised his head. Not far away, Akasaki, who wanted to stop them, paused and raised her eyebrows in confusion.
It was as if he had become a completely different person.
Instead of the usual sun-like radiance, it was more like a wriggling mass of darkness, making it hard for one to fathom its true nature. One could only feel a lingering Yin Qi.
But soon, that feeling dissipated like an illusion.
The corners of Huai Shi's mouth twitched as if he hadn't smiled for a long time, but his smile was so harmless and honest, making people feel at ease.
He was like a fat sheep that had delivered itself to his doorstep.
"Sure," he said. "What do you want to play?"
The others exchanged glances and suggested, "I saw that Mr. Huai Zhijun was very good at playing in Texas. Why don't we play a few rounds?"
"Sure, sure."
The paper effigy in his arms readily accepted his advice.
Thus, everyone smiled.
They all seemed to have a bright future.
.
To be honest, this feeling was particularly wonderful.
Huai Shi himself was still Huai Shi, and there was no change. But at that moment, countless records squeezed into his mind and formed a different personality outside his soul.
It was like a computer with a virtual machine.
A lot of numbers, laws, and messy calculations that Huai Shi couldn't understand turned around in his mind. The changes of characters and the jumps of numbers had a strange and trap-like atmosphere.
It was like a spider weaving its own web. Every time he thought, there would be two thoughts, one was his own, and the other was the conclusion made by the record named Qi Wen.
He didn't even look at the hidden cards. When he looked down at his first exposed card, two thoughts emerged in his mind.
The first was: What is this?
The second was: Don't look, call.
Why?
Qi Wen: No, call. That's it.
In an instant, Huai Shi was full of confidence and grabbed the chips.
"I call!"
That overflowing confidence stunned the others. After a moment of contemplation, they all made the choice to call or not.
The second exposed card was dealt, and Huai Shi's card was the biggest.
Qi Wen: Raise 100,000, don't panic.
Huai Shi grinned and threw out another chip.
His smile was maintained until the moment the cards were revealed.
8, j, 7, k … the bottom card was 3.
There wasn't even a pair, and 500,000 USD evaporated in an instant!
Fortunately, Huai Shi didn't hot-headedly raise the stakes just now. Otherwise, he would have lost one-tenth of his money in this round!
What the hell!
Huai Shi was dumbfounded.
"Qi Wen, what the f * ck are you doing?"
However, when he saw those smiling faces through Huai Shi's eyes, Qi Wen felt a heartfelt joy in his personality, as if he was the one who had won.
"Don't be impatient." He chuckled strangely. "If the pig isn't fattened up, how can it be killed?"
Then, he continued to instruct. "After this round of cards is dealt, call first. No matter how good the cards are, no matter how much the others raise, don't call later."
Then, in the second round, of course, he lost another 100,000.
It was a pity that he lost three of his cards.
"It's the third round!"
Huai Shi held onto his bottom card and started to panic. "Do I have to raise a pig? If I do, I'll become a pig! "
"Don't panic, you can be more stable in the third round," Qi Wen said. "Some people have already lost so badly that they'll start to be more cautious in this round. I don't think anyone will double the bet again. It doesn't matter whether they win or lose."
Combined with Huai Shi's previous performance, no one would think that Huai Shi was a threat anymore.
No one would care if he made a small profit at this time.
It was a pity that Huai Shi was unlucky this round and gave up midway. 200,000.
In less than half an hour, 800,000 had evaporated.
Everyone was pissed.
When all the decisions were handed over to Qi Wen, Huai Shi realized from a bystander's point of view that the atmosphere at the table had unknowingly become lively.
When the chips were not exchanged with money, everyone seemed to instantly become incomparably generous when they squandered. Even if they lost, they would no longer feel heartache.
Everyone had a smile on their faces as if they were immersed in an illusion. When their eyes were illuminated by the golden chips, it was as if they had received happiness.
It was a bone-chilling happiness.
In the fifth round, Huai Shi brazenly raised the stakes. It seemed that he had already gotten carried away!
This time, luck seemed to have finally favored him. He actually relied on a sloppy and ordinary 'straight' to win 2.2 million. Not only did he make up for his previous losses, but he also earned 1.6 million!
"Ha, I knew it, Gao Jing! Do you know what Gao Jing is?! "
Huai Shi laughed proudly. In the eyes of others, it was pure dog shit luck.
The two people who had been frightened by Huai Shi's momentum and chose to fold unhappily clicked their tongues.
Beggars also needed to celebrate the New Year, so they didn't care.
In the sixth round, he still won 1 million. In the seventh round, Huai Shi's good luck finally came to an end. He lost 1.4 million …
At this time, someone had already lost all his chips and left the table. But soon, another gambler who had just returned from playing blackjack sat up next to him.
The gambling continued.
Huai Shi's luck was sometimes good and sometimes bad. He often lost in exasperation, but the chips in front of him increased at a completely unreasonable speed.
After more than an hour, when everyone reacted, Huai Shi's smile was already illuminated by the golden light.
"This round, I will raise the stakes. Everyone, do as you wish, do as you wish."
He waved his hand and doubled the stakes.
As the gambling ushered in the final stage of the 'river card', the stakes also increased from the previous player's 6 million, which was originally enough to make people's blood pressure soar, to 12 million.
With a smile, Huai Shi turned his head and looked at his next player.
Master has raised the stakes. What about you, Wukong?
The skinny man's expression changed, and the sweat on his face seeped out drop by drop. But under Huai Shi's provocative gaze, he finally couldn't help but grit his teeth.
I'll go all in!
Just like that, he gambled all of his chips on this one bet.
He gasped for breath, glared at Huai Shi, and sneered, "I don't believe that you can kill me with a set of four cards in my hands!"
Huai Shi smiled mysteriously and didn't answer.
He just tapped the cards in his hand.
He silently calculated the chips he was about to harvest after this round.
Finally, in the opening stage, he turned over the cards in his hand one by one.
A Nine of Spades, a Ten of Spades.
In addition, there were three cards that were picked out.
Seven, eight, J.
The dazzling poker cards illuminated the pale faces one after another.
"Sorry, straight flush."
Huai Shi turned his head and politely said goodbye to the next player next to him, "There are still people waiting. You can give up your seat, thank you."
Just like that, under the dealer's manipulation, he could only watch helplessly as he bid farewell to all his chips.
The man froze in place and subconsciously wanted to get angry and beat someone, but after seeing Huai Shi's eyes, he instantly calmed down and sweated profusely.
"Don't be like this, Mr. Huai Shi. Give me a chance, give me a chance …" He begged in a low voice, "Can you lend me 300, no, just 2 million!"
Huai Shi raised his finger indifferently, flicked away the man's hands that grabbed his sleeves, and patted the non-existent dust, but he didn't refuse. He just asked softly, "Why should I lend you money?"
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, "I, I … I still have a restaurant in Fu Jian. I can sign an IOU, I can transfer …"
Huai Shi's action paused for a moment, and his eyes became more and more disdainful.
He could have borrowed it, but inexplicable anger made him unbearable, "These chips can't be exchanged for money, do you understand? Do you want to win the casino's shares with your level? Why don't you go home, wash up, and sleep early? "
"I, I know …"
The man's face was gray, "But before, when I lost all my chips, I had already lost all the shops in our group. If I don't pay it back before 12 o 'clock …"
He stammered, and his eyes were full of hope, "2 million, Mr. Huai Shi, 2 million is enough, I can win it back!"
Huai Shi closed his eyes and didn't want to look at him again.
He grabbed a handful of chips, threw them at his face, and pointed to Akazaki sitting at the bar not far away.
"Write an IOU and give it to him. Get out!"
"Thank you, Mr. Huai Shi. Thank you, Mr. Huai Shi!" The man was overjoyed, and his eyes lit up with hope and happiness again. After picking up the chips on the ground, he happily went to the bar and wrote an IOU. Finally, he rushed into the Baccarat area without looking back.
He disappeared.
Huai Shi raised his head, looked at the face in front of him that had changed, and showed a harmless smile again.
"Shall we continue?"
So, the gambling continued, and so did the happiness.
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