In the car.
Hong Dali asked, "Chu Zhongqin won't be beaten to death, right …"
Tang Muxin answered, "I … I don't think so …"
Hong Dali decisively arranged his men. "Ask one of the people in front to go back and see if they can bring him back. Don't let anything happen to him — he's a big star, after all. He saved us just now."
Twenty minutes later.
Chu Zhongqin, who was dressed in rags, cried as soon as he got on the car. He grabbed Hong Dali's sleeves and started crying. "Young Master, have pity on me. My wallet, phone, ID, and keys are all gone …"
"Reward!" Hong Dali was not stingy at all since he saved him once. "I won't save you for nothing. One million!"
"Thank you, Master!" Hearing this number, Chu Zhongqin instantly felt that his waist and legs were no longer sore. His whole body was full of energy. The beating he received just now was worth it!
Although he was a veteran star, there was a huge difference between the word "old" and "big." His reputation in the industry was not low, but that did not mean that it was easy for him to earn money. At his age, most shows would only pay him a few hundred thousand yuan, and that was not always the case. In fact, although he looked impressive on the surface, he was already very poor in the mainland. Although he was not like ordinary people who had a house and a car, he was not even ranked in the entertainment circle.
Hong Dali asked for one million yuan in one go. Together with the appearance fee for this episode of I Am a Singer, it was a total of two million yuan. It was not a small amount.
He stopped the car and asked his lackey to bring him to change his clothes. When he got on the car again, he regained his cool. Of course, his bruised and swollen face would not recover in a short period of time.
Hong Dali snapped his fingers. "Let's go to the casino!" As he spoke, he didn't forget to comfort Chu Zhongqin. "When you go up later, act like a god of gambling. Don't embarrass me. All the money you win will be yours!"
"No problem, I will definitely complete the mission!" Chu Zhongqin elegantly flipped his hair and even specially found a pair of sunglasses to wear. Hong Dali took a look and instantly gave him a thumbs up. "Handsome!" Needless to say, if this old fellow were to tidy himself up properly, he would indeed have the aura of an old man.
"Since I'm with the Young Master, I can't bring shame to the Young Master." Chu Zhongqin, who had completely submitted to Hong Dali's money attack, was now as humble as Hong Dali's nine lackeys. "Whatever Young Master says, I have to do it, hehe."
In Chu Zhongqin's eyes, Hong Dali was no different from the God of Fortune. If he said something nice, he would definitely not lose out.
"En, good!" Hong Dali nodded to express his praise. Then, he looked out the window. "We're here. Let's go."
Deborah Casino.
The last time he was here, he was still a newbie who had just transmigrated. Now, things were different.
Three male lackeys aggressively led the way. Chu Zhongqin, who was wearing a top hat, sunglasses, a white scarf around his neck, a cigarette in his mouth, and a black trench coat, looked left and right the whole way. He had the air of Brother Fa on Earth.
Hong Dali brought Tang Muxin along and followed them, each carrying a dog. Hong Dali's was the Samoyed Xiao Xiao, who was biting on the 400,000 Ruyi Jade in his mouth. Tang Muxin was carrying Xiao Xiao Bai, the Chow Chow. From afar, those who didn't know would think that she was carrying a panda. There were even many children who saw them from afar and wanted to run over to take a photo with them, but they were stopped by their parents.
Behind them were six female lackeys. Ling Xiaoyi was in the lead, and the other five followed behind. They were all dressed in black suits, black miniskirts, black leggings, and black high heels. Everywhere they passed, the sound of saliva being swallowed could be heard.
Upon entering Deborah Casino, a doorman came forward to welcome them. Once he saw Hong Dali, he immediately bowed and said, "Oh, Young Master Dali is here. Please come in!"
"Tip!" Hong Dali waved his hand. "One thousand."
The lackey instantly took out a stack of cash from his pocket and counted ten notes. "Take this. Remember, do whatever our Young Master says. Don't go against what you should do, and don't do what you shouldn't do. Do you hear me? "
"Yes, yes!" After taking the money, the doorman bowed. "Young Master Dali, shall we go to the same room as last time?"
"Sure!" The last time, Hong Dali still needed someone to lead the way. This time, it was a walk in the park for him. He went straight to the room where he played five-card stud. The doorman led the way and shouted as he ran, "Brothers, Young Master Dali is here. Come and welcome him!"
Hearing this, all the waiters in Deborah Casino ran out and lined up in two rows. Once they saw Hong Dali, they shouted in unison, "Greetings, Young Master Dali!"
"Tip!" Hong Dali waved his hand again. "Everyone, five hundred!"
The lackeys counted the money again, and each person got five hundred. He had learned his lesson. In the past, when Hong Dali said to tip him, he had to go to the ATM to withdraw cash. This time, he asked Ling Xiaoyi to bring one hundred thousand with him at all times. Twenty thousand on each side of his pocket, twenty thousand on each side of his inner pocket, and ten thousand on each side of his trouser pocket — his pockets were bulging everywhere he went. Once Hong Dali said "tip," he immediately took them out and started counting the money. It gave him a sense of accomplishment!
Hong Dali took a deep breath as he entered the VIP room from the last time.
It was the same familiar room, the same familiar smell …
There were only five people in the room. Other than the dealer, there were four people playing five-card stud. They were all unfamiliar faces that Hong Dali had never seen before. But when they saw Hong Dali, three of them stood up and smiled. "Yo, Young Master Dali is here."
These three people were all in their forties, dressed in suits and leather shoes. One wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, one had a big belly, and the last one had a big rosacea nose. Hong Dali didn't care about these three people at all. His attention was completely attracted by the only young man who hadn't stood up.
That young man looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was wearing clothes that fit his body. Although he couldn't tell the brand, it was definitely not cheap. He had a pair of straight eyebrows, thin lips, and phoenix eyes. What left a deep impression was on his forehead. There was a red birthmark in the middle, like the third eye of the legendary Erlang Shen.
Everyone else stood up to greet Hong Dali, but this young man's posture was very casual. Occasionally, he even grabbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
It was obvious that this guy wasn't simple. Hong Dali first nodded at the others in response, then smiled and greeted him. "Big brother, how should I address you? I see that your bones are amazing, and there's a ray of light coming out from the top of your head. You're definitely not a simple person! "
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