Reborn Abilities Little Landlord
Chapter 370 Meeting Relatives
Chapter 370 Meeting Relatives (7)
It's a pity that you can't admit defeat in the game, so even if he has already started to quit, he still has to grit his teeth and persevere.
"200 million." With trembling hands, he took out 200 million and threw it on the table.
Cheng Zihan glanced at him lightly, but didn't speak.
The skinny old man quickly followed suit.
Ben Jia took a look at Cheng Zihan, thought for a while, and then placed a bet. This time, he learned how to behave, and did not bet all the money.
Cheng Zihan also followed.
The dealer continues to deal the cards.
There was no suspense about the outcome of this round. In the end, Cheng Zihan won with four jacks, and the skinny old man was eliminated. The Mediterranean old man still had 8000 million bets left.
He feels distressed now, he lost half of his life savings with one hand, and he has 8000 million left. He stood up, bowed to Cheng Zihan and Ben Jia, and then asked the croupier, "Please tell the organizer of the conference that I am withdrawing now, and they all have about 20 billion yuan on hand now." I only have 8000 million of the funds, and it is meaningless to continue to compare with them, and it is impossible to have a chance to turn defeat into victory."
The old man was quite open-minded, and he didn't care that losing was a shameful thing.
The croupier pondered for a moment before going out to ask for instructions.
Ten minutes later, the croupier came back, and she nodded to the old man Mediterranean, "Mr. Smith, you can withdraw from the race, but the deposit you paid before the race cannot be refunded."
Smith nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, the 20 deposit is fine, anyway, 8000 million is saved now.
Holding the money, he left the room without saying a word, and he didn't even want to stay to watch the next game.
Cheng Zihan looked at him and thought it was funny, and calculated her current funds, she won Smith's one billion, and the other two people's total amount was about 18 billion, plus her own original more than 2 million , Now I have 30 billion U.S. dollars on hand. If it is converted into RMB, it will be terrible.
Looking at Ben Jia's dozens of boxes of money, she suddenly smiled brightly, then looked at Ben Jia with a smile and said, "I'll ask Mr. Sukarno to give you a lot of money later."
Ben Jia snorted coldly and ignored Cheng Zihan at all.
In a blink of an eye, the two-hour game time in the morning has passed, and there is a two-hour break at noon, and I will come back at one o'clock to continue the game.
Cheng Zihan went straight out of the room and went back to rest.
Today's game might be live broadcasted, but a room for the game was randomly selected for live broadcast. At present, only their room has suffered the most casualties. There are only two people left, and there are three or four people in other rooms.
There are preparations for lunch at the casino, and the organizer has also prepared a guest room for everyone to rest.
Naturally, Cheng Zihan would not miss the opportunity to rest, so he went directly to the room and had a good rest for over an hour.
It was 12:30, and she slowly got up, and then went downstairs to participate in the afternoon game.
Cheng Zihan did not expect that the room that the media chose to broadcast live this time was actually the room of her and Ben Jia.
At this time, Han Jinchen, who was sitting in front of the TV in the country of Great China on the other side of the ocean, also focused his gaze on the huge TV screen.
Han Yi got a telegram back from Las Vegas, saying that there will be something he wants to see on the international channel today, so he has been waiting here early in the morning.
Cheng Zihan's death gave this man a great stimulus and made him turn gray all night, but it was precisely because of this white hair that he looked even more handsome and attracted the attention of many ignorant girls.
Now he is the executive director of Yujingtai, responsible for all affairs of Yujingtai. Five years ago, he didn't dare to think about these things at all. How could a person like him, who is so lonely, handle interpersonal relationships well? relation?
But after five years, he persevered and developed the Yujingtai to a great extent.
Now Yujingtai has become the largest real estate brand in China, and it has been listed in HK, and he has also entered the ranks of the richest man in Asia.
Most of the programs on the international channel are news about international current affairs, but today's news is a bit different. It reports on the grand gambling event held every ten years in Las Vegas, the God of Gamblers Tournament, and There is actually a live broadcast for the first time.
Looking at it, Han Jinchen couldn't help but smile faintly. He knew at a glance that this must have been secretly arranged by Han Yi, and he probably wanted to convey some message to him.
Holding a glass of red wine, Han Jinchen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at the big screen.
The foreign news directors are all first-class in appearance and good-looking. They speak fluent English and talk about the events of the past few days. When the screen changes, they go directly to Casino Royale.
The announcer was only narrating, but the cameraman's lens moved slowly in the casino, and finally entered a room full of people.
There are about two to three hundred people here, and there is a gambling table in the middle. Now there is only one contestant, and it is Ben Jia who was beaten into a pig's head in the morning.
Ben Jia went back to treat the wound, and now it looks more pleasing to the eye.
Everyone in the room seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.
Han Jinchen watched the situation on the screen while drinking red wine.
After a while, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy appeared in the camera. The photographer probably wanted to let the people in front of the TV see this person clearly, and pulled a close-up shot.
Seeing this strange face, Han Jinchen became inexplicably excited.
Even though that face was unfamiliar, but those eyes, he would never admit it wrong!
It's Cheng Zihan!
It turned out that the news that Han Yi wanted to convey to him was Cheng Zihan's news!
He found Cheng Zihan!On the other side of the ocean!
Han Jinchen was extremely excited at this moment, he slapped the table hard, the red wine glass in his hand shattered, red mellow liquid flowed all over the floor, his palm was also cut by the glass, and the blood that flowed out was mixed with The liquor flowed into the carpet under the ground together.
Standing up from the sofa, Han Jinchen straightened his clothes before striding out of the office.
When the staff outside the door saw Han Jinchen coming out, they all greeted him politely, "Hi, President."
Han Jinchen walked past them with a stern expression, and when he came to the secretary An Yan, he paused and said in a cold voice, "Book me the fastest flight to Las Vegas immediately. Flight."
An Yan heard the words and immediately picked up the phone and started booking tickets.
(End of this chapter)
It's a pity that you can't admit defeat in the game, so even if he has already started to quit, he still has to grit his teeth and persevere.
"200 million." With trembling hands, he took out 200 million and threw it on the table.
Cheng Zihan glanced at him lightly, but didn't speak.
The skinny old man quickly followed suit.
Ben Jia took a look at Cheng Zihan, thought for a while, and then placed a bet. This time, he learned how to behave, and did not bet all the money.
Cheng Zihan also followed.
The dealer continues to deal the cards.
There was no suspense about the outcome of this round. In the end, Cheng Zihan won with four jacks, and the skinny old man was eliminated. The Mediterranean old man still had 8000 million bets left.
He feels distressed now, he lost half of his life savings with one hand, and he has 8000 million left. He stood up, bowed to Cheng Zihan and Ben Jia, and then asked the croupier, "Please tell the organizer of the conference that I am withdrawing now, and they all have about 20 billion yuan on hand now." I only have 8000 million of the funds, and it is meaningless to continue to compare with them, and it is impossible to have a chance to turn defeat into victory."
The old man was quite open-minded, and he didn't care that losing was a shameful thing.
The croupier pondered for a moment before going out to ask for instructions.
Ten minutes later, the croupier came back, and she nodded to the old man Mediterranean, "Mr. Smith, you can withdraw from the race, but the deposit you paid before the race cannot be refunded."
Smith nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, the 20 deposit is fine, anyway, 8000 million is saved now.
Holding the money, he left the room without saying a word, and he didn't even want to stay to watch the next game.
Cheng Zihan looked at him and thought it was funny, and calculated her current funds, she won Smith's one billion, and the other two people's total amount was about 18 billion, plus her own original more than 2 million , Now I have 30 billion U.S. dollars on hand. If it is converted into RMB, it will be terrible.
Looking at Ben Jia's dozens of boxes of money, she suddenly smiled brightly, then looked at Ben Jia with a smile and said, "I'll ask Mr. Sukarno to give you a lot of money later."
Ben Jia snorted coldly and ignored Cheng Zihan at all.
In a blink of an eye, the two-hour game time in the morning has passed, and there is a two-hour break at noon, and I will come back at one o'clock to continue the game.
Cheng Zihan went straight out of the room and went back to rest.
Today's game might be live broadcasted, but a room for the game was randomly selected for live broadcast. At present, only their room has suffered the most casualties. There are only two people left, and there are three or four people in other rooms.
There are preparations for lunch at the casino, and the organizer has also prepared a guest room for everyone to rest.
Naturally, Cheng Zihan would not miss the opportunity to rest, so he went directly to the room and had a good rest for over an hour.
It was 12:30, and she slowly got up, and then went downstairs to participate in the afternoon game.
Cheng Zihan did not expect that the room that the media chose to broadcast live this time was actually the room of her and Ben Jia.
At this time, Han Jinchen, who was sitting in front of the TV in the country of Great China on the other side of the ocean, also focused his gaze on the huge TV screen.
Han Yi got a telegram back from Las Vegas, saying that there will be something he wants to see on the international channel today, so he has been waiting here early in the morning.
Cheng Zihan's death gave this man a great stimulus and made him turn gray all night, but it was precisely because of this white hair that he looked even more handsome and attracted the attention of many ignorant girls.
Now he is the executive director of Yujingtai, responsible for all affairs of Yujingtai. Five years ago, he didn't dare to think about these things at all. How could a person like him, who is so lonely, handle interpersonal relationships well? relation?
But after five years, he persevered and developed the Yujingtai to a great extent.
Now Yujingtai has become the largest real estate brand in China, and it has been listed in HK, and he has also entered the ranks of the richest man in Asia.
Most of the programs on the international channel are news about international current affairs, but today's news is a bit different. It reports on the grand gambling event held every ten years in Las Vegas, the God of Gamblers Tournament, and There is actually a live broadcast for the first time.
Looking at it, Han Jinchen couldn't help but smile faintly. He knew at a glance that this must have been secretly arranged by Han Yi, and he probably wanted to convey some message to him.
Holding a glass of red wine, Han Jinchen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at the big screen.
The foreign news directors are all first-class in appearance and good-looking. They speak fluent English and talk about the events of the past few days. When the screen changes, they go directly to Casino Royale.
The announcer was only narrating, but the cameraman's lens moved slowly in the casino, and finally entered a room full of people.
There are about two to three hundred people here, and there is a gambling table in the middle. Now there is only one contestant, and it is Ben Jia who was beaten into a pig's head in the morning.
Ben Jia went back to treat the wound, and now it looks more pleasing to the eye.
Everyone in the room seemed to be waiting for someone to appear.
Han Jinchen watched the situation on the screen while drinking red wine.
After a while, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy appeared in the camera. The photographer probably wanted to let the people in front of the TV see this person clearly, and pulled a close-up shot.
Seeing this strange face, Han Jinchen became inexplicably excited.
Even though that face was unfamiliar, but those eyes, he would never admit it wrong!
It's Cheng Zihan!
It turned out that the news that Han Yi wanted to convey to him was Cheng Zihan's news!
He found Cheng Zihan!On the other side of the ocean!
Han Jinchen was extremely excited at this moment, he slapped the table hard, the red wine glass in his hand shattered, red mellow liquid flowed all over the floor, his palm was also cut by the glass, and the blood that flowed out was mixed with The liquor flowed into the carpet under the ground together.
Standing up from the sofa, Han Jinchen straightened his clothes before striding out of the office.
When the staff outside the door saw Han Jinchen coming out, they all greeted him politely, "Hi, President."
Han Jinchen walked past them with a stern expression, and when he came to the secretary An Yan, he paused and said in a cold voice, "Book me the fastest flight to Las Vegas immediately. Flight."
An Yan heard the words and immediately picked up the phone and started booking tickets.
(End of this chapter)
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