Chapter 155
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A few hundred thousand dollars was not an astronomical figure, but it was a lot for ordinary people.
During the Site14 site invasion, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue foiled the enemy's plot and indirectly prevented the nuclear explosion. The foundation only rewarded them with five million RMB each.
After Zhang Jue made the wrong donation, he was still upset about it.
But on this night, he did not hesitate to bet all his chips on a contestant who was bound to lose.
It could only be said that Zhang Jue never did things by the book.
Some things you thought were important, but were worthless to him.
Some things you thought were not important, but he would fight for them.
Stevenson was shocked speechless by Zhang Jue. He thought that Mr. Zhang was indeed not an ordinary person.
The last match was quite intense. The two contestants fought fiercely for half an hour before they both fell to the ground.
The player that Zhang Jue had placed his bet on fell down a second first. Unfortunately, he had lost.
He lost all his money as he wished.
Stevenson saw that Zhang Jue actually let out a sigh of relief.
It was as if he had to lose all his money.
If he had known this would happen, he would not have won in the first place.
But of course, he could not say this out loud.
He just felt that this young oriental man had a unique sense of mystery. Everything he said and everything he did could not be judged with common sense.
Just like now.
After the last match, the audience began to disperse.
Zhang Jue pulled him to his seat as if he was waiting for something.
Stevenson knew better than to ask.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, when the crowd had all dispersed, the waiter appeared in front of them again.
"Gentlemen, our boss would like to see you."
The boss would like to see you?
Stevenson looked at Zhang Jue in surprise.
It was his first time here, and he was the one who showed him the way. When did Mr. Zhang know the boss?
Stevenson suddenly understood when he thought about Zhang Jue's strange behavior.
Mr. Zhang was using the hundreds of thousands of dollars as a stepping stone.
He won seven matches in a row, but lost the last one.
His purpose for coming here tonight was not to watch the match, nor was it to win money. His only purpose was to meet the boss!
Stevenson looked at Zhang Jue's back.
He finally understood why he could become a consultant for the foundation at such a young age.
It seemed like a shortcut, but in reality, knowledge, courage, and courage were all indispensable.
And the boss was able to see through his intentions and agree to meet him. This also required a bit of luck.
But Stevenson had no doubt that even if the boss did not want to meet him, Mr. Zhang would still have a backup plan.
The two followed the waiter all the way down to the fourth floor.
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