PFC Chapter 158 Gamble for your wish
Chapter 158 Gamble for your wish
Han Qiu thinks he is not a qualified gambler, and he did not feel excited during the whole process.
The amount of money was obviously huge, but the excitement it brought to him was not even as great as playing Landlord with a group of friends in the countryside.
"The joy of gambling comes from uncertainty and the unknown." Mr. Han chatted with him in his mind, "You never know whether you will have good or bad cards in the next hand."
"Maybe I'm not suitable for gambling. Logically speaking, when the amount is this large, there is no difference between good cards and bad cards," said Han Qiu.
"Money only amplifies the excitement of gambling, not covers it up. It's not that you are not interested in gambling, you just prefer to win big with an uncertain outcome."
"When you say that, it makes me look like a cheapskate." Han Qiu said with a smile.
However, life would be meaningless if we were not humble!
"Excuse me, sir." The beautiful woman walked through the crowd and knelt down next to Han Qiu. "You are invited to the VIP room."
Han Qiu took a glance and saw that it was not an ordinary staff member. His clothes and badge on his chest had changed, but he was not the one he was waiting for.
That person's beauty should not be so worldly.
He shook his head and continued to stare at the table.
After another victory, 300 million became 1 billion.
Finally, Han Qiu was the only one left at the table, which was very boring.
Amid the cheers, everything is not over.
Han Qiu stared at the dealer and asked calmly, "There are no gamblers to accompany me. If I gamble against you, can I let the gamblers be the banker?"
No one knows what expression is underneath the mask. We can only judge by the tone, which is a sense of arrogance and indifference.
This time, the cheers got louder.
"Sir, I'm sorry..." The Dealer was about to refuse when a voice came from the back of the crowd, interrupting the refusal.
"Since you didn't have enough fun, sir, I can play with you."
An extremely gentle female voice, yet one that conceals murderous intent.
She is like a cat. A cat-like girl always makes people feel pity for her.
Seeing such a peerless beauty, the gamblers all cast eager glances at her, while the staff all lowered their heads.
In the eyes of the guests, she is the beautiful and unattainable proprietress.
In the eyes of the staff, she is the supreme manager.
The corners of her mouth underneath the mask couldn't help but rise, Han Qiu had finally waited for her.
Her beauty cannot be summed up by the description in the book.
He had only seen her in texts, but in such a paradise, Han Qiu could tell at a glance that she was Sakurai Kogure.
The crowd made way for her, and wherever she passed, a faint fragrance wafted in the air.
Just like that, she came to Han Qiu, smiled charmingly, and asked, "Can I play with you on behalf of the Paradise Pavilion?"
"Are you qualified?" Han Qiu asked.
"I think there should be. I'm the person in charge here. What's your name, sir?"
"Didn't you address me as Sir?" Han Qiu emphasized.
She smiled knowingly, nodded, and raised her hand to signal the dealer to deal the cards.
"Is this your first time at Paradise Hall, sir?" she asked.
"Hmm." Han Qiu glanced at the cards. "Place your bet, beautiful lady."
"In fact, you should understand that this amount of money is far from enough to make Paradise change the rules for you." She said nonchalantly: "Just pay whatever you have."
"It seems that you are very clear about this, Miss."
"Being able to win so many games in a row, I am very confident in everything about Jileguan. There is no possibility that you cheat."
Sakurai Kogure is a smart woman, and all of Han Qiu's actions since she entered the door were deliberately expressive.
Before going downstairs, she checked the surveillance and finally got an answer: this man was not after the money, but the Paradise Hall itself.
He attracted everyone's attention and demonstrated his extraordinary gambling skills.
If it was for money, he wouldn't have to be timid and place the same multiples as others.
Given their strength, they could have won more during this winning streak.
At the same time, he refused the staff's invitation many times, but the look in his eyes when he looked at the staff seemed as if he was identifying something.
He is looking for someone, Sakurai Kogure came to this conclusion.
"After this game, can I invite you to the VIP room for a chat?" Sakurai Kogure tilted his head and smiled, "Whether you win or lose."
It was a rare recognition, and veteran gamblers all understood the meaning behind this statement.
This is not a recognition of the other party's financial strength, but pure strength.
In a casino, if you encounter a gambler who is too powerful, the best thing to do is to treat him with sincerity and try your best to win him over. The worst thing to do is to try to kill him.
It doesn’t matter how much money the other party has. With enough time, twenty dollars can win thirty million, until you win the entire casino.
"When a beauty invites me, I naturally agree." Han Qiu gestured to the next one.
"From your accent, you're from Tokyo?"
"Yeah, I grew up in Tokyo." Han Qiu's tone was still indifferent, "Your accent is no different from mine."
"Like you, I grew up in Tokyo."
The gamblers had no interest in the conversation between the two; all their attention was on the poker table.
Han Qiu knew he was going to lose this game, but he still chose to move forward.
"There are still not many people playing blackjack in Osaka." Han Qiu stood up, "I will lose the next card, lead the way."
As if he had the ability to predict the future, the Dealer was stunned and looked at Sakurai Kogure.
"Since you admit defeat, sir..." Sakurai Kogure planned to return Han Qiu's principal to him.
However, Han Qiu said: "Money is something outside of our body. It is worth spending this money to chat with the beautiful you."
Under the puzzled gazes of everyone, Sakurai Kogure took Han Qiu to VIP Room No. 1.
"Do you lose now?"
"Can you please deal the last two cards?"
Encouraged by everyone and out of curiosity, the Dealer couldn't help but reveal the last two cards.
"This..." The Dealer looked strange.
Han Qiu lost completely and everyone gasped.
The people who were at the gambling table just now finally realized how ridiculous they were.
I thought Han Qiu was just relying on luck, but now it seems that the outcome is completely in his control.
How is that possible without cheating?
They tried to find Han Qiu's back; just one more look would be enough.
In the VIP room, Han Qiu and Sakurai Kogure were chatting about some things about Tokyo.
Sakurai Kogure made the tea herself, very respectfully.
Faced with the tea handed to him by Sakurai Kogure, he took a long time to take it.
"What? Sir, you don't want to take off your mask?" Sakurai Kogure put down the tea tactfully, "If that's the case, I won't force you."
"No, I'm just thinking about how to talk about some things." Han Qiu took off his mask openly.
Sakurai Kogure stared at Han Qiu's face for a few seconds without showing any surprise. He just asked casually, "Has anyone ever said that you have a celebrity face? I didn't expect you to be so young."
"Since we are of the same generation, I can just call you 'you'." Han Qiu picked up the tea, "Someone once said that I look like Sato Takeru."
"That's true. A face like this should be very popular with girls. Why do you wear a mask?"
"For various reasons."
Sakurai Kogure respected Han Qiu, so he didn't ask Han Qiu's name. He just asked, "You just said that some things are hard to talk about. Then let me ask, sir, do you have any wishes that need our help? You deliberately lost to me, which is also considered as paying the wish money."
The winner can use the money he wins to exchange for the fulfillment of his wish. Sakurai Kogure believes that the only reason that allowed Han Qiu to display his prowess here and attract his attention is his wish.
The only thing in Paradise Hall that can fascinate gamblers is "Wish".