The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert-Chapter 609 - 606: Losing Red-Eyed (2)

"Yes," Yang Chengfeng nodded and asked, "Manager Luo, you also know him?"

"Of course I do. Miss Nanrong is so famous, who hasn’t heard of her boyfriend? It’s just that I never had the chance to meet him." After saying this, Luo Haiou looked at Ling Chen, who was still arguing with the dealer, took a few steps forward, and smiled, "Mr. Ling."

Ling Chen turned around, looked at Luo Haiou who was speaking, and said displeasingly, "Who are you? Move aside, don’t disturb me from gambling."

Luo Haiou didn’t mind Ling Chen’s tone at all, and said amiably, "Mr. Ling, the maximum bet at this table cannot exceed five hundred thousand. There’s no need to make it hard for him. How about this, if you want to gamble big, I can take you to the VIP room, how does that sound?"

"VIP room? What place is that?"

"The minimum stake there is one million, as long as you have the money, you can bet as much as you want," Luo Haiou said with a smile.

"Money?" Ling Chen snorted lightly, "Do I look like someone who lacks money?"

Hearing the dialogue between Ling Chen and Luo Haiou, Yang Chengfeng’s expression became a bit strange. He had clearly explained the rules of the VIP room to Ling Chen, why would he pretend not to know in front of Luo Haiou, could it be that he... Suddenly, Yang Chengfeng seemed to understand something.

Luo Haiou said with a smile, "Of course Mr. Ling doesn’t lack money. This way, please, let me take you to the VIP room." After speaking, Luo Haiou turned his head to look at Yang Chengfeng and asked, "President Yang, do you have any interest in joining for fun?"

"Playing is out of the question, but to see and learn is possible."

"Then please come along."

Under Luo Haiou’s lead, Ling Chen, Yang Chengfeng, and Hu Fei arrived at the luxurious cruise ship’s VIP room. The so-called VIP room was actually not much different in decoration—just that the stakes were higher than outside. Moreover, there weren’t many gambling tables here, only five in total. After all, not many people were eligible to gamble here.

Upon entering the VIP room, Ling Chen glanced around casually, and his gaze was immediately captured by a young man in a suit.

Li Gang!

Ling Chen narrowed his eyes, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Although he had met this man only once, he had a deep impression of him. During Nanrong Wanqing’s birthday banquet, Li Gang had tried to embarrass him several times. If he remembered correctly, this guy seemed to be the son of the chairman of Dongyu Group, a wealthy second-generation, very rich.

While Ling Chen was sizing up Li Gang, the latter also felt his gaze, slowly raised his head, and met Ling Chen’s eyes. Eyes locked, Li Gang’s expression darkened, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. After staring each other down for a few moments, Li Gang concealed his expression and continued playing cards without betraying anything.

"Mr. Ling, the minimum bet here is one million, no upper limit, you can enjoy to your heart’s content. If you need any help, just speak up, and I will try my best to meet your needs," Luo Haiou said with a smile.

Ling Chen waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, I know." After saying that, he walked straight to a nearby gambling table. Hu Fei glanced at Yang Chengfeng and hurriedly followed.

Standing in front of the table, it was still Blackjack.

"Ling Chen, let’s try a different game," Hu Fei whispered, "You’re not lucky with this, you’ve already lost several million outside and haven’t won a single hand."

Although he spoke softly, it was loud enough for everyone around the table to hear. For a moment, everyone turned to look at Ling Chen, their eyes filled with intense interest.

"Why so much nonsense, get back up where you fell down. I refuse to believe that I can’t win even one hand tonight." After speaking, Ling Chen directly threw two million worth of chips.

"Deal."

Two cards were dealt to him, Ling Chen looked at the face-up card, Old K, then held his breath, both nervous and anticipant, as he flipped over the face-down card.

It was a Queen of Hearts!

The two cards together added up to exactly twenty, infuriatingly close to twenty-one.

Seeing this hand, Ling Chen couldn’t help but grin with confidence. Hearing Ling Chen’s smug laughter, the surrounding gamblers couldn’t resist shaking their heads and snickering to themselves.

This kid really doesn’t know how to play cards; even if he gets a good hand, he shouldn’t show it off. Otherwise, if the dealer notices, it would only decrease his winnings substantially.

Sure enough. Watching the radiant smile on Ling Chen’s face, the dealer with an expressionless face flipped over his hole card and subtly furrowed his brow. Clearly, the number on that hole card was less than ideal. frёewebηovel.cѳm

"Reveal!" Seeing no one else wanted a card, Ling Chen immediately called out, then eagerly flipped over his two cards for everyone to see.

"Twenty." Ling Chen said with a grin, "Anyone have more than me?"

The other idle players didn’t show much reaction, having anticipated Ling Chen’s cards. It wasn’t twenty-one, but it was still very good.

"Reveal your cards, what are you waiting for?"

Seeing the dealer hesitating to reveal his card, Ling Chen urged him immediately. Suddenly, everyone’s attention focused on the dealer’s hole card.

The dealer’s face-up card was a ten; if his hole card was a face card, then he would tie with Ling Chen.

Feeling everyone’s gaze, the dealer, expressionless, suddenly smiled, reaching out and flipping over his hole card.

Ace of Spades!

In an instant, the smile on Ling Chen’s face froze and Hu Fei beside him started sweating profusely, continuously wiping his forehead with his sleeve.

In Blackjack, an Ace can either count as one or eleven, without any restrictions, and one can freely choose the value. Therefore, with this Ace and the ten, the dealer scored exactly twenty-one, decisively beating Ling Chen.

Furthermore, by hitting twenty-one, the bet doubles. Ling Chen had placed two million, so he owed the dealer four million, instantly losing half of his ten million chips.

"Dammit!" Ling Chen cursed unhappily, "Go again! Bet bigger this time." Saying so, he threw all six million onto the betting table.

"Are you crazy!" Hu Fei’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at Ling Chen. This guy just bet all his remaining chips.

"Deal."

Ling Chen ignored Hu Fei, his gaze fixed intently on the cards dealt to him, fingers tapping lightly on the table surface to ease his inner tension.

Dozens of seconds passed.

Ling Chen flipped his cards: twenty-two points, busted. In just two rounds, he had lost all ten million.

"Damn it, I don’t believe this bad luck." Ling Chen grabbed at his hair, his face flushed red as he said, "Go get me another twenty million."

Hu Fei said with a troubled face, "We... didn’t bring that much money."

Ling Chen annoyed, "Don’t you even have a card on you?"

"How would I know you’d lose this much?"

Hearing this, Ling Chen couldn’t be bothered with Hu Fei anymore and turned his head to Yang Chengfeng, saying, "President Yang, can you help me out? Lend me a few million first. I’ll pay you back after we get off the boat."

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