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253. Chapter 253 Let's Bet 3

On the top floor of the casino, an office with an area of ​​nearly over 100 square meters is nearly dozens of steps away from the office chair.

At this time, the curved desk, the leather sofa chair is facing the door, and the man is holding a cigar, making people see only the black hair on the top of his head.

At this time, dozens of steps away from the desk, Pei Zishuo stood there, feeling uneasy.

I never thought that Pei Zishuo was today, but he had no way to escape.

In the office, the bodyguard in a black suit was serious and stared at him with cold eyes and ruthless eyes. He put his hands behind him, as if he was waiting for an order. As long as the man in the office chair gave an order, they would come forward.

What did he do?

However, the man sitting in the office chair never made any noise. If the cigar in his hand was still burning, he really thought that the man was asleep, or, perhaps, just a scary prop.

But the cold office atmosphere told him that this was true.

He got into trouble.

At this time, he realized how outrageously wrong and how tragic he was.

He shouldn't have just been frustrated and went to Macau to gamble, and he shouldn't have thought about making a profit after losing so much, and even owed more debts.

Knock.

The office, so quiet that it could not even be heard, suddenly knocked on the door, and then a man in black walked in and said softly to the direction of the leather sofa chair, "Young Master, Young Master Bo Yu

arrive."

Boyu Pei Zishuo heard a name that was not unfamiliar, and his expression on his face was a little distorted. He was surprised and incredible.

Is this a coincidence? Or is it really Dongfang Boyu?

The leather sofa chair finally turned around. At this time, Pei Zishuo saw the man sitting on the leather sofa chair.

What he noticed at the first time was not his appearance, but the aura that exuded him, coldness and indifference.

I saw him squirting the ashes gracefully, taking a sip, and then giving Pei Zishuo a look. "Mr. Pei, if you don't understand the rules of the casino, you can let them tell you."

The soft words made Pei Zishuo tremble from the bottom of his heart.

How could I not understand? How could I not understand?

But now the gambling debts he owes are no longer avoidable by opening his mouth.

The amount he owed has become astronomy, and based on his personal assets, he must pay off his debts with the shares his family gave him.

Pei Zishuo didn't even know what the man in front of him should be called. But he knew that this man, who was only a few years older than him, but completely suppressed him from his aura, was the boss behind the casino.

Today is his luck and his unlucky.

Originally, the person in charge of the casino was familiar with him, but because he owed too much debt, the man couldn't help him turn around. It just so happened that the boss behind the scenes came from abroad and asked him to personally and the behind the scenes.

The boss said.

Whether to pay back the cash, to pay back the property, or to use other methods, the boss behind the scenes must nod.

But as soon as he came in, the boss behind the scenes turned his back to everyone and said nothing, he had already wiped out Pei Zishuo's confidence in his heart.

Anyone with some common sense knows that casino operations in Macau are formal operations, but there are thousands of ways to manage casinos.


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