America's Top Player

Chapter 79 Picking up a car for free
According to Mars' idea, instead of dealing with these old gamblers at the table, it would be better to let Leon join the game.

As a "fish" who also came from the entertainment industry, he placed his hopes of turning things around on Li Ang.

"No problem!" Li Ang agreed without thinking.

After Mars violently drove away a player who had run out of chips at the table, Leon came to the table.

Both of them thought that the other was the "fish", and the game started in such a strange way.

Li Ang adheres to a "tight and aggressive" style of play and will not make any rash moves if his cards are not strong enough.

When you have enough cards, you can control the betting scale well, making it difficult for the opponent to discard his hand.

Mars didn't expect that this newcomer, who was five years younger than him, could play cards as calmly as an old gambler.

Soon, his remaining 40 chips were completely exploited by other players.

In just one hour, Leon made $50,000 worth of money from Mars.

Phil stamped his feet anxiously behind him, "Dude, let me play a couple of rounds!"

"I'll eat that kid alive!"

Li Ang gave Phil a blank look and ignored him.

"Fill in! Shxt! I want a fill in!"

"Don't run, I'll be back soon!"

The other players all chose to pause the game. What's the point of thousands of years of foxes hunting each other?
Might as well seize this golden opportunity to get the most out of this fool.

The assistant behind Mars looked embarrassed. "I think we should just forget about it today. We've already lost a lot of money."

"Fuck! It's only two million dollars! I can make it back in less than a month!"

"Listen to me, Lambert! Get the damn manager over here!"

"I want to make up for it!"

The assistant couldn't persuade Mars, who was already angry, so he could only shake his head helplessly and ask the hotel manager for help.

Celebrities like Mars don't need to bring money to such occasions.

The hotel will provide a certain credit limit based on their income capacity.

Basketball superstar Michael Jordan also loves various poker games. It is said that he has at least $100 million in on-site credit in all hotels under the Sands Group!
Although Mars has topped the Billboard charts, he is an absolute human money-printing machine.

But since he was a newcomer, the hotel had limited credit limit for him.

The gamblers at the table were like hungry sharks, fiddling with their chips and staring at Mars.

After a while, the waiter brought a plate full of chips and placed it on his table.

A full five hundred thousand US dollars!

Mars, with his ammunition replenished, then began various mysterious operations.
Slow-play AA, check-fish with top-strength hands, bluff all-in with junk hands on the river
His operations had long been figured out by veteran gamblers, and the newly added $500,000 was wiped out in just half an hour.

"F**k, this is just a money grab."

Looking at Leon counting the chips, Phil's eyes turned red with jealousy.

Sensing the other party's burning gaze, Li Ang quickly threw a chip over.

100 dollars.

After winning a full $100, he only gave old Phil $.
"You are the most stingy devil I have ever met."

Mars' eyes were empty at this time, and he had completely lost the excitement he had just had.

He kept asking his assistant to communicate with the hotel manager again, but this time the assistant refused to do so.

In the face of losing, he could only act on his own.

Li Ang looked at the time on his phone and said, "I think it's time for us to leave."

"WTF?! Didn't that guy go to withdraw money again?" Phil sneered, "You can spit out the big fish in your mouth? It's incredible!"

To this, Li Ang responded: "No matter how stupid a big fish is, it will bite you back when it is lucky."

“There is no permanent winner at the poker table.”

Phil was a little unwilling. He still fantasized that he could wait for Mars and get some value from him.

But ten minutes passed and there was still no sign of the other party.

"This idiot was probably persuaded to leave by his own assistant. If he continues like this, he will be on the verge of bankruptcy."

Leon and his group had just walked out of the hall a few steps when they saw Mars at the side of the corridor.

A fierce argument was breaking out between him and his assistant.

"Damn it. Are you sure this hotel only gave me 250 million in credit?" "To be exact, it's 200 million. The hotel manager is a fan of yours and added a temporary credit line of 50."

"Shxt! Is the boss of Ace Group a fool? Is this all I'm worth?"

"Enough is enough, Mars. Today is not your lucky day."

No matter how the assistant persuaded him, Mars could not change his mind about continuing to charge.

He even suggested calling his boss, Julie Greenwald, CEO of Atlantic Records.

Ask the boss to pay next week's record sales dividend in advance.

The assistant quickly stopped this stupid behavior, "That woman will scold you to death!"

At this moment, Leon came to Mars.

"It looks like you've run into some trouble."

Mars immediately denied it: "That's not true! It's just $250 million!"

"Bro, don't you know how famous I am now? It won't be long before I'm as rich as JAY-Z!"

Li Ang raised his lips forty-five degrees. "I understand. I understand all of this. What I mean is that I just happen to have some chips in my hand."

"Fuck! What do you take me for, Bro?!"

Mars instinctively thought that Leon wanted to lend him money, which made him strongly resist.

Borrow money from a newcomer who can't even make it into the Billboard TOP 10?

This is simply a shame.

Especially considering that Li Ang has a bad reputation in the circle, if the money is really borrowed, it might be exposed as black material one day.

"No, it's not what you think. I just happened to have some chips in my hand that you can use."

Mars was stunned for a moment. "You mean to give it to me? Don't be ridiculous, Bro. I don't need this little money at all."

"No, no, no," Li Ang shook his finger. "I mean, that Porsche outside the door is pretty cool."

Hearing this, Mars was stunned for half a minute.

Li Ang continued, "This has nothing to do with borrowing money. I know you don't need this little money at all."

"It just so happens that you need some money right now, and I really like your car."

"This is a transaction, a normal transaction between friends."

Before Leon could finish his words, Mars suddenly shouted, "No problem! If you like! Because we are friends!"

"WTF Mars, are you crazy?" The assistant was sweating anxiously.

The Porsche 997 GT3 has a starting price of $18.5 on the market.

And now Mars is selling this almost new Porsche for $10.

But no matter how the assistant persuaded him, Mars, who was eager to return to the card table, could not hear a single word.

"Here are the keys, just drive away! If you have any questions about paperwork changes, feel free to contact my assistant!"

"May you dominate the poker table next time, my friend!"

Leon patted Mars' shoulder and walked towards the parking lot impatiently.

"Shxt might have some serious issues with his brain."

After witnessing Leon's amazing moves with his own eyes, Phil firmly believed that Mars was a moron.

Li Ang shook his head. For celebrities, they would rather suffer a financial loss than lose their reputation.

"Believe it or not, that guy has to thank me."

Just as he finished speaking, Mars's voice came from not far away: "Thank you, Leon, my bro~"

　It will be on the shelves tomorrow. Many gentlemen say that I am a lazy dog and never update the book.

　　Actually, I’m not.

　　I am usually very busy at work. In order to write a book, I often have to work overtime at home until 12 o'clock, and sit in front of the computer like a dog every day.

　　The collection of this book is still not high, but the response from readers is unexpectedly good, which makes me very confident and motivated!

　　I won’t talk about how much I earn, but the cigarettes in my hand are definitely contributed by you gentlemen.

　　Anyone want to accompany me?

　　I'm not good at being sentimental, so I hope you gentlemen will place your first order tomorrow. I'll try my best to have intermittent bursts of news.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)