Chapter 147 — The Long-Awaited...
Years of Heartflutter · Page 457 of 501
"Sir, since we've both laid our cards on the table, let's speak practically. Your aim isn't really these winnings, is it?" Wang Dianxue said cautiously.
"Heh. Fine—I'm a soft-hearted man," Yang Ce said mildly, looking at Wang Dianxue. "How about this: two conditions. If you think you can accept them, then accept. If not, there's nothing I can do."
Seeing that there was still room to maneuver, Wang Dianxue said hurriedly, "What conditions?"
"The winnings—I can forgo part of them, but I certainly can't forgo them entirely." Yang Ce pointed at the chips on the table. "I don't act lightly, but when I do, I certainly can't go home empty-handed."
"I understand." Wang Dianxue nodded. "Go ahead, sir. How much?"
"Half. That's the limit of what I can accept." Yang Ce roughly estimated the number of chips on the table. "Right now it's about eighty-odd billion. I'll take half—forty billion."
Wang Dianxue drew a deep breath. Forty billion—that was enough to ruin a man, though at most it meant giving up the savings of many years; it would not fundamentally affect the casino's normal operations.
As long as the green mountain remains, there's no worry about firewood. If Yang Ce went back on his word and complained to the Gaming Inspection Bureau, then it would no longer be a matter of forty billion.
"All right." Wang Dianxue nodded and agreed. "What is the other condition?"
"Move out of the Huawei Casino's five-kilometer radius," Yang Ce said lightly.
"What? Move the casino?" Wang Dianxue was dumbfounded; he had not expected Yang Juehuan's second condition to be this.
"There. Those are my two conditions. If you agree, then so be it. If not, it doesn't matter either." Yang Ce set Huang Yan down from his arms and rose to his feet.
"All right, I agree." Wang Dianxue gritted his teeth. Compared with that forty billion being shaved off, how much could moving a casino possibly cost? Though it might mean choosing a new site and rebuilding its clientele from scratch, weighed against the alternative, it was still worth it.
"Since you're so forthright, we won't need to sign any agreement. But it doesn't matter if you break your word—I'll just drop by your casino every now and then for a bit of fun." Yang Ce shrugged, his tone not without menace.
Wang Dianxue said nothing. The man had come, and he could only endure it—he did not even have anyone to pit against him. If he were to go to their casino and challenge them in return, Zheng Shaopeng might be able to hold his own for a while, but if this man in front of him took the floor, defeat would be certain.
"Deposit the money for this gentleman," Wang Dianxue instructed his secretary.
"Very good, sir. May I see your identification? I'll help you open a bank card," the secretary said.
"Lele, use your ID for it," Yang Ce said, turning to Huang Yan.
"Oh, all right." Huang Yan produced her ID and handed it to Yang Ce, though she was not in the least pleased that the money was being deposited under her name.
It could now be said that, if Yang Ce wished it, he could obtain money through any number of channels—but the funds in his bank account were already more than sufficient, and he had no need whatsoever to think of ways to amass more wealth.
Yang Ce handed Huang Yan's ID directly to Wang Dianxue's secretary, who nodded and set about handling the matter.
Beyond her astonishment, all Wang Mei felt was envy for Huang Yan. Yang Puqi had casually produced forty billion and, without so much as blinking, deposited it under Huang Yan's name.
Originally, Wang Dianxue had assumed that Yang Ce was with Huang Yan for the sake of the Huang family's assets, but now it seemed the man did not even deign to glance at a few tens of billions. Then again, it made sense—a gambling expert of Yang Cenbin's caliber, would he ever lack for money?
"Miss Huang, here is the bank card. The forty billion has already been transferred into it," the secretary said, handing the card to Huang Yan.