"Don't follow"

"Pass"

“pass”

“…”

Fang Yuanshan, who was still trying to win the championship in one breath in the morning, faced with such "crawling" opponents, he was also extremely imposing. The game started at 2:00 in the afternoon. At around 4:00, the European and American man in his thirties was still in front of him at least 50 million yuan in capital.

At five o'clock, two men who felt unable to continue fought with Fang Yuanshan once when there were still millions left, but of course nothing unexpected happened.

When there were only two people left, the tall and thin European and American man was alone under the pressure of Fang Yuanshan, and the sweat beads on his face rolled down from time to time. He had been picking up several times, but when he saw Fang Yuanshan's heavy expression, he did not dare to make up his mind.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom"

As the man said this, the audience who were watching the big screen in the audience did not dare to take a breath until this time, and then they started to talk.

"It seems that Katri is going to lose!"

"What does it look like? You are about to lose. Haven't you seen that Asian man look calm from beginning to end? It's obvious that he has won the opponent."

At this time, a fat black man, holding the breast of the beautiful woman beside him with his left hand and a thick cigar in his right hand. After spraying smoke at the smirking beauty, he opened his mouth and continued quietly: "It's not the last moment yet, no one knows what the result is."

Fang Yuanshan on the stage also got up and walked off the stage after the man opposite left. After talking to Cheng Minghui for a few words, he went to the backcourt to rest.

As soon as several people sat down, the door of the lounge was pushed open from outside. An old white man about sixty years old and kind-looking, walked in under the guard of a group of men in suits. The people behind him closed the door casually.

"Oh, is this planning to be a bad guy or is it a warning?"

People who watch too much TV have an impression that winning money from a casino will not end up being good. Either they are beaten and kicked out, or even have countless people who have been picked up.

But in fact, it makes no sense to think about it carefully. The casino is black and it is indeed a demon cave that has swallowed countless money and life. But after all, it is just a place where you open the door to do business. There is no reason. You can only lose but not win. That is something that only happens on TV. A casino tycoon once said: The casino is not afraid of you winning money, but you are afraid that you will not come. This sentence explains the essence of the casino very well.

Fang Yuanshan muttered, and asked: "Is there anything wrong with this old man who asked me?"

The man who came in was very consciously guarding the surroundings of this luxurious lounge. A bearded man following the white old man stepped forward and introduced: "This is Mr. Raman and one of the owners of this cruise ship..."

The old white man interrupted his continued introduction, walked forward and reached out to smile: "Mr. Fang is so capable. Not only is he worth billions, but his card skills are also amazing, which is really admirable."

As he spoke, he did not neglect Cheng Minghui who was beside him. After letting go of Fang Yuanshan's hand, he said to Cheng Minghui: "This must be Mr. Cheng, a big boss from Xiangjiang 15k, who has long been famous."

As the saying goes, he is dedicated to his work, either a traitor or a thief, and he doesn't know this old man. Now that he sees him being so polite, he must have something to look for him. Thinking of the gambling competition outside, his mouth was raised, waiting for the old man to speak.

"Mr. Fang, I have an offer I don't know if you would like to listen to it?" After a few greetings, the Mr. Raman, who came in, finally spoke.

"Oh, what's the offer?"

The old white man sat down next to Fang Yuanshan, bent down and turned to smile and said, "Sorry, my men went to learn about Mr. Fang's information and knew that you are not a professional gambler, but a real billionaire. When I saw this information, I believe you can guess the expression on my face, right?"

"Uh... I can probably imagine it."

"Then I'll just say it. I came over and wanted to discuss it with Mr. Fang. I wonder if you can give up the gambling champion this time?"

"Why?"

Looking at Fang Yuanshan's frowning, the old man thought of something and hurriedly said, "Mr. Fang, please rest assured. We will give you a lot of money. We just want a name."

Seeing his meditative look, Mr. Raman continued: "Mr. Fang, you don't rely on gambling for your career. You have your own career. The title of the gambling king actually has no effect on you. As the technical director of the Las Vegas Casino Federation, Catri needs this title."

Fang Yuanshan's eyes turned, turned around and looked at Mr. Raman and smiled: "This name doesn't matter to me, but after Mr. Raman said this, I really thought of going to see him in Las Vegas."

"Uh...hehe, that's right!"

The old man named Robinson and Raman just showed a satisfied smile, and then he was choked by his words and blushed with his face and said dryly: "Actually, there is nothing fun in that Las Vegas, that is, there is only a few hotels in the desert. The surrounding environment is not very good, and there is yellow sand everywhere. Mr. Fang may be very disappointed if he goes there."

Looking at the old man's sincere expression, it seemed that he was really good for his own good. Fang Yuanshan's mouth curled up and returned with a smile: "Is that so bad? That's a pity. I'm planning to go there recently, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Thank you very much Mr. Raman."

The "kind and kind-eyed" Raman leaned against Fang Yuanshan again, took out a card from his arms and handed it to him, and said, "Since Mr. Fang agrees, please accept this card."

Fang Yuanshan was not pretentious either. He took the card and turned around in his hand. Raman next to him had already stood up, and the expression on his face became serious. He looked at Fang Yuanshan and said, "Then please trouble Mr. Fang." After saying that, nodded to Cheng Minghui and left here. The 15k boss in the middle never said a word.

"Who is this Mr. Raman?"

Cheng Minghui next to him smiled bitterly: "Brother Fang is so amazing. Even Mr. Raman came here to say hello." After waiting for Fang Yuanshan to ask, Cheng Minghui had already explained the origin of Mr. Raman to him.

"He is one of the shareholders of several major hotels in Las Vegas, USA, and is also the honorary vice chairman of the Casino Federation. In addition, he has shares in Omen and Australian casinos, and is a real gambling tycoon."

He paused for a moment, looked at Fang Yuanshan before saying, "These are just his apparent identity. He is actually one of the members of the old American mafia family. However, as the United States intensifies its attack on the mafia forces, their family gradually loses its glory as before. But even so, the Raman family's influence in Las Vegas is of great importance."
Chapter completed!