Crossing all worlds: divine power automatically full level

'Are you the God of Gamblers?'

Mengluo was stunned.

Why doesn't she believe it?

'I know this is unbelievable, but it's true.'

Hussein shrugged, quite confidently, and said, "Don't you think about it? I used to be the adopted son of the Gambling Demon. My gambling skills were truly passed down from him. If I were to become the Gambling Knight, who wouldn't believe me?"

'That's precisely why others don't believe you—because you're the adopted son of a gambling addict.'

Whether others believe it or not is their business. It's enough that you believe it.

I don't believe it either.

'you!'

Hussein narrowed his eyes, flicked off his cigarette ash, and said calmly, "Now that you have a backer, you're quite something. I don't even dare to threaten you anymore. But don't you want a better life? Like, making lots and lots of money."

"No. Thank you. Please leave my house immediately after you've counted the money."

Mengluo gave him the order to leave.

'Okay. Very good.'

Hussein laughed angrily, "Mengluo, you don't really think you can rest easy just by joining the Ding Group, do you? You've done a lot of dirty work with me in the past. If I expose what you've done, do you think the Ding Group will still take you in? Without the Ding Group's protection, what are you?"

Mengluo's face was deathly pale, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on Hussein. 'What exactly do you want? If you want me to serve you, I advise you to forget about it!'

'rest assured.'

Hussein grinned and said, "While I'm quite interested in you, to be honest, I prefer money. After all, with money, there are plenty of beautiful women. Why would I keep fixated on you? Don't you think that makes sense?"

'Then tell me. What do you want me to do?'

It's very simple.

Hussein snapped his fingers, and immediately a bodyguard handed him an 'invitation'.

Hussein handed the invitation to Mengluo, "Give this to your boss. Tell him that I, Hussein, as a 'Gambling Knight,' want to contribute to charity, so I've specially invited him to participate in a high-seas gambling competition. All the wealthy people in Asia will be there. Your boss, Mr. Ding Ling, with assets worth tens of billions of dollars, is one of the best among them, surpassing the richest people in many countries. This high-seas gambling competition would be incomplete without him. Therefore, we can't do without him."

He smiled brightly:

"So, Miss Mengluo, I'll leave the matter of inviting your boss to participate in the gambling competition on the high seas to your care. If you can handle this, we'll be even, and I won't bother you again. What do you think?"

Mengluo Shenshe is unpredictable.

Hussein didn't press further, simply saying, "I'll take that as your agreement. Miss Mengluo, you're a smart woman; you should know what choice to make. You don't want to lose everything you have now, do you? Once you close this deal, you'll be free to roam the world. Then, we can cut ties cleanly and never see each other again. Wouldn't that be better for both of us?"

'Who knows if you'll go back on your word? What if you keep using this to threaten me?'

"Don't worry. Although I, Hussein, am fond of women, my character is impeccable. I always keep my word."

Hussein made a solemn vow.

Menglu remained silent.

After Hussein left.

She closed the door, tossed the invitation aside, thought for a moment, then picked it up and placed it on the table.

'I can't do anything to betray my boss.'

'But if I don't do it, and my affairs are exposed, I'll most likely have no place in the Ding Group.'

She did indeed do some dirty and sordid things in the past.

He acted as Hussein's white glove.

After all, they owed money.

She didn't want to do it, but she had no choice.

Once she did this, her life would be stained with an indelible mark.

Now that Hussein is using these things to threaten and intimidate her, it's clear that he has control over the tainted evidence. If he presents this evidence, she's finished.

'what do I do? '

This person.

What I fear most is loss.

Especially when you have just gained something and are about to lose it, very few people can bear that.

The same goes for Mengluo.

She cherishes her current life.

After all, the boss is refined, tolerant, and good to his employees;

My colleagues are considerate and ambitious. We encourage each other, make progress together, and become friends, sharing good moods.

The future is limitless.

But what if something is revealed?

What will her boss think of her?

What will her colleagues think of her?

How can she possibly stay at the Ding Group?

But if you really want to listen to Hussein, who can guarantee that Hussein won't threaten or intimidate you with this kind of thing again and again?
From then on, he was forced to become his puppet once again.
She was previously used as a puppet and was betrayed and killed by her best friend and Hussein.

They are now puppets because they were tricked by Hussein in advance.

one way or another.

He was no match for Hussein in terms of scheming and intrigue.

I think I'll just tell the boss.

Menglu was dejected and depressed. She couldn't bring herself to betray her boss. After all, her boss was generous, handsome, tolerant and gentle. If she betrayed such a good boss, she felt she could atone with her death. Not only would she not forgive herself, but her best friend, Minister Shen, would also hate her to death!

But if you recruit in advance, even if you get fired or scolded, it's better than actually ruining your job, causing a falling out with your best friend, being looked down upon by your boss, and being kicked out.

'If a large company like the Ding Group were to discover any wrongdoing later, I'd be even more helpless.'

He has thought things through clearly.

Add to that the pangs of conscience.

Mengluo still chose to be honest about the reason behind the matter.

She first went to Minister Shen to have a frank discussion.

The two talked on the phone.

Menglu explained the whole story clearly, and finally said with trepidation, fear, and apprehension:

"Minister, will I be fired by the boss? I don't want to leave Ding's Group, I don't want to leave you, and I don't want to leave my friendly and lovely colleagues."

She was really worried.

Minister Shen smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry. I know the boss better than you do; everything will be alright. He hates hypocrisy and deception. But if you're completely honest and sincere, he'll give you a chance to redeem yourself. After all, everyone makes mistakes, but being able to actively correct them is a virtue. You possess that virtue; how could the boss not forgive you?"

Menglu was almost in tears, her voice choked with emotion, "Really, Minister?"

She was genuinely afraid of being kicked out by Ding Ling.

Having experienced the good life of the Ding Group, to then have to endure the underhanded schemes and depravity orchestrated by Hussein would truly be worse than death for her.

She didn't want to get involved in Hussein's mess anymore.

"Of course it's true. We're best friends, why would I lie to you? Here's what we'll do. You take the invitation tomorrow, and I'll go with you to see the boss. I'll plead for you."

"Waaah. Minister, you're so kind! From now on, you're like my own sister!"

'Hehe, can I sleep peacefully now?'

'Uh-huh.'

'Get some sleep. Don't see your boss tomorrow with panda eyes.'

'Yes, Minister.'

'Still calling him a minister?'

'sister!'

'Hey~~ Be good, listen to me, go to sleep.'

'Uh-huh!'

After hanging up the phone.

Mengluo's furrowed brows relaxed, and she felt extremely grateful to Minister Shen. She was no longer so anxious about tomorrow; she was confident that with Minister Shen by her side, things wouldn't get out of control. Besides, if the boss was truly as tolerant as Minister Shen said, and could forgive those who made mistakes, then the outcome seemed predictable.

Lost in her thoughts, she fell asleep.

And the other side.

Minister Shen chuckled twice and muttered to himself:
"Mengluo is such a gullible girl. She seems shrewd and capable, but I never expected her to be so naive and trusting when it comes to interpersonal relationships. It seems she hasn't learned her lesson yet."

That's just how people are.

I think we should learn from our mistakes.

The problem is that many people are prone to falling into the same trap a dozen or even dozens of times, knowingly doing the wrong thing and never repenting.

Mengluo shows this trend.

Knowing full well that she shouldn't easily trust her best friend, she still easily trusted Minister Shen after they actually became best friends.

That's why I would never cheat you; otherwise, even if I sold you, you'd still be counting the money for me.

Minister Shen shook his head and went to sleep.

The next morning.

She arrived at the company early and reported what had happened yesterday to Ding Ling.

Finally, he asked, "Boss, do you need me to handle Hussein's matter?"

'No.'

Ding Ling waved his hand, 'I'll just go to international waters.'

'this.'

Minister Shen was very worried, "Should we have security personnel accompany us?"

'unnecessary.'

Ding Ling laughed, "I'm going to international waters to win all the money from those wealthy people."

Minister Shen was pleasantly surprised, "Boss, are your gambling skills amazing?"

'right. ’

Ding Ling said, 'The God of Gamblers is no match for me.'

Regarding the words of their own chairman.

Minister Shen, completely convinced, looked at Ding Ling with admiration and said, "In that case, we should take some people with us so it will be easier to transport the profits back down."

'Then you handle this matter as you see fit.'

Ding Ling didn't take it seriously, instead adding, "As for Meng Luo, deal with her as soon as possible."

Mengluo can't be won over.

How could she possibly have the time to deal with Qimeng?

Hussein has already started plotting against the gambling hero Chen Daozai.

It seems that the gambling hero Chen Daozai has returned to Hong Kong.

Meanwhile, the gambling tycoon Zuo Songxing, along with his third uncle, is still entangled with two shady bigwigs, Hong Guang and Chen Song.

After the two big shots finish their duel.

I reckon Zuo Songxing will also approach Gambler Chen Daozai.

It will then be like the God of Gamblers storyline.

After all, Hussein had already started sending out invitations by this time.

The invitation was dated two months from now.

He has two months left.

And within two months, the wealthiest people across Asia...

It can only be said that Hussein has a big budget, but inviting all the wealthy people is no easy task. Hussein must have needed ample preparation time. Two months is a bit tight for him, so it's no wonder that he chose to take a shortcut by using Meng Luo.

If he didn't choose Mengluo, he wouldn't even have the chance to see Ding Ling.

All I can say is that Hussein is incredibly shrewd.

after a while.

Mengluo also came to work.

She was filled with trepidation, nervousness, and uncertainty.

To avoid arousing suspicion from her colleagues, she forcibly suppressed these negative emotions and pretended to be nonchalant and composed as she walked to her work station.

Many people greeted her warmly along the way.

She responded with a beaming smile. Although she was inwardly bitter and nervous, her outward appearance was as gentle as a spring breeze, showing no sign of unease. One can only say that she is indeed a film queen.

Da da!

Minister Shen, wearing a pair of stiff red leather boots, walked up to Mengluo with a clattering sound.

Mengluo looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Minister Shen. Overjoyed, she stood up abruptly and said, "Minister, it's me..."

'Still calling him a minister?'

Minister Shen scolded him, looking displeased.

Menglu looked around, a little embarrassed. "After all, it's working hours, and there's a proper order of seniority. I'll definitely call you 'sister' after get off work."

'All right.'

Minister Shen didn't dwell on the matter, instead reaching out his hand and asking, "Where's the invitation?"

'Here.'

Menglu hurriedly bent down, took out the package from the table, and then pulled out an invitation letter and handed it to Minister Shen.

Minister Shen took it, glanced at it, and scoffed, 'This gambler is really arrogant.'

Mengluo wholeheartedly agreed. Wasn't Hussein incredibly arrogant? Besides, Hussein was the adopted son of the Gambling Demon, how could he possibly be the Gambling Knight? He was a complete imposter!

If even imposters are this arrogant, then this Hussein must be truly capable; otherwise, he wouldn't have achieved his current status and power.

But Mengluo just doesn't like Hussein and wishes she could stay as far away from him as possible.

'I'll take you to see the boss.'

Minister Shen, holding the invitation letter and taking Mengluo's arm with his other hand, smiled and said, "Don't be nervous with me here. By the way, before you came, I spoke to the boss about your situation. The boss didn't ask many questions, so it's not a big problem. You don't need to worry about anything. I'm taking you there now just to go through the formalities, you know? Our Ding Group is a large company, and we still have to follow the proper procedures. Otherwise, if everyone follows suit, wouldn't things be chaotic?"

Thank you, Minister.

Menglu was so grateful she almost cried.

She truly is my best friend, my 'older sister'.

This is genuine help and real work!

She hadn't even arrived at the company yet, and this woman had already taken care of everything.

That's so loyal!

"You're too kind. We're practically family."

Minister Shen smiled and said, "However, you'd better treat the boss to a meal. That way, he'll be sending a friendly signal, and if your affairs are exposed later, it won't be a big deal. After all, everyone knows you're protected by the boss."

'Am I... worthy of this?'

Menglu was astonished. What did she do to deserve such treatment from the boss?

'You're a secretary in the secretariat; every secretary deserves this kind of treatment, and you're no exception.'

It turns out I wasn't the most special one.

As Menglu breathed a sigh of relief, she also felt a faint sense of loss for some reason.

Don't overthink it.

Minister Shen knocked on the door, and with a "Come in," he pulled Mengluo into the chairman's office.

Then Menglu bowed and, at Minister Shen's prompting, explained the whole story.

Ding Ling didn't seem to mind, he just told her to work hard in the future and not disappoint him.

Mengluo was overjoyed, her tense mind completely relaxing. (End of Chapter)