Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...
Years of Heartflutter · Page 453 of 501
He was in excellent spirits today. He had waited a long time for this day; at last Yu Deyi felt his strength had surpassed Zheng Shaopeng's, and so Wang Dianxue had sent him to wreck the Warwick Casino.
Today's outcome was foreseeable: the Warwick Casino would shut its doors for good within the coming month. With that month as a buffer, his own South City Casino would have a hard time not growing big.
A rival who had competed with him for years was about to fall. Wang Dianxue could not have been happier. Just then he heard a knock at the door and asked briskly, "Who is it? Come in."
The dealer cautiously pushed the door open and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm the dealer from the ground floor. A master has come into the casino—"
"A master? What master?" Wang Dianxue was startled and asked.
"A man came downstairs, took a hundred million in chips to bet big or small, and then won many times in a row. By the time I was there he had already won more than a billion. Now the floor manager has taken over, and I hurried up to inform you." The dealer described in detail to Wang Dianxue what had happened downstairs.
"What? A hundred million—won more than a billion?" Wang Dianxue's eyes went wide. You had to understand that the casino's daily profit was only between ten and fifteen million; a single man had come downstairs and won more than a billion in one go—that was more than half a year's profit lost just like that!
"When I was there he had already won that much. I don't know whether the floor manager can beat him now," the dealer explained with a miserable expression.
"Does he push it all in every time?" Wang Dianxue, worthy of a man of boldness, quickly recovered from the shock.
"Yes, every time he bets everything, principal and profit together," the dealer said.
"So if he loses even once, he loses everything," Wang Dianxue said.
"That's right. But the trouble is, he hasn't lost a single time," the dealer said.
"Come on, let's go down and have a look together." Wang Dianxue frowned. What on earth is going on today? he thought. I've only just sent my men to raid someone else's place, and now someone's come to raid mine—and from the look of it, whoever's doing the raiding is a first-rate expert.
Together with his secretary, he followed the dealer downstairs to the casino floor, where he saw at a glance a crowd of onlookers packed around the big-small table.
"Do you know that man?" Wang Dianxue had spotted Yang Ce sitting there at once, but the man's face was unfamiliar—he had never seen him before. If the man were a gambler of any standing, there was no reason he wouldn't know him. Could it be that some other casino had found an expert from somewhere and sent him here deliberately to take his place down? Or was he simply a lone operator who had come here to make his fortune?
If it was the second case, of course, it would be easy enough to handle: call him into the office, threaten and intimidate him a little, then hand him a large sum of money, and that would basically settle it. If it was the first case, things would be rather harder.
"Never seen him. He's not in Macau's gambling circles, and he's not a consultant for anyone else either." Wang Dianxue's secretary had a memory second to none; after one look at Yang Ce, he shook his head.
Wang Dianxue nodded silently to show he understood, but inwardly he was thinking about how to deal with the matter. He had just glanced casually at the table, and his heart had given a start: the chips in front of Yang Ce had actually already reached ten billion.
If that were lost, several years of his profits would be gone, and all his painstaking effort would have been for nothing. But since Yang Ce staked his whole bet every time, there was still room to turn things around.
After a moment's hesitation, a ruthless smile flickered across Wang Dianxue's face, and he instructed the secretary beside him: "Go tell Steward Qian to roll him a triple."
To be continued.
871. A Voluntary Surrender