After glancing at his opponent's card, there were two more Q's on the face, and Lai Xiaobo couldn't help but feel nervous.
If the opponent's trump card is q, which happens to be able to suppress his own set of jacks, this can be said to be riding on the back of a tiger.
"Five million!" Young Master Ye made another big bet.
Lai Xiaobo did not follow the cards immediately. He rubbed his hands on the table and fell into painful thinking.
Mr. Ye lit up a cigarette leisurely. He puffed out thick circles under his eyes, irritating Lai Xiaobo's nasal cavity and making him even more upset.
Choosing to raise a bet means that the other party must be sure and you must not be fooled.
Glancing at the table, he realized that he had followed more than one million. If he followed again, he would lose up to six million if he lost ------ "Tick tock, tick tock!" Lai Xiaobo fell into the long test, and the ** next to him
I didn't dare to get angry, and I was waiting for Lai Xiaobo's final decision.
"I give up!" Lai Xiaobo said these words with difficulty, and then leaned back weakly on the chair.
The light of the crystal lamp shone down, and Lai Xiaobo's pale face showed morbid exhaustion under the lamp. Gambling is a labor-intensive thing, and Lai Xiaobo was indeed a little tired after sitting for more than two hours.
The dealer opened the cards with an expressionless face, but Lai Xiaobo gave up in the end and studded ahead of time. Mr. Ye's four cards were two qs and two 2s, while Lai Xiaobo's cards were three js and a 5.
Lai Xiaobo's hand slammed on the back of the chair, and his face turned livid: The other party's cards were obviously smaller than his own, so placing a big bet was nothing more than tempting him to give up!
The onlookers around were talking a lot, and they all felt that this Young Master Ye was really not a simple man. He could play even the cards that were bound to be lost, and he could do well with them. His courage and heroism were truly unparalleled.
The ladies looked at Mr. Ye with burning eyes. A young man who could make money and spend money would be the darling of the entertainment scene and the most ideal lover for women.
Lai Xiaobo left the gaming table on the pretext of going out to enjoy the breeze. He went to the corridor and lit a cigarette.
The card game in the hall had been removed, and Mr. Ye, who had won the money, generously invited everyone present to eat hairy crabs. The crowd was very noisy.
Lai Xiaobo's dizzy head was blown by the night wind and he sobered up a lot.
Tonight's poker game was depressing, and he lost more than eight million. This loss was still within the tolerance of Lai Xiaobo. As a person in the circle, Lai Xiaobo valued face. He tightened his shirt and tie, and returned.
Arrived at the lobby.
"Boss Lai, let's eat together!" Zhang Wei, a socialite, greeted with a smile. She was holding a huge hairy crab in her hand and was enjoying eating it. She had already put aside her ladylike demeanor.
Lai Xiaobo also picked up a hairy crab. Thinking about the more than 8 million he had lost, Lai Xiaobo felt that the hairy crab in his hand was too expensive. It would be weird if he had to eat it a few more times to avoid going bankrupt!
Tonight's biggest winner, Mr. Ye, naturally became the focus of everyone's attention. The ladies present were whispering and talking about the mysterious Black Swan Club.
The Black Swan Club is a hot topic in the circles of these prostitutes. The owner of this club is said to be a venture capital tycoon. He opened the Black Swan Club for venture capital and made a lot of profits.
"It's so difficult to enter a club like this!" said an official lady, wiping the crab roe on her lips.
Zhang Wei nodded in agreement: "Yes, I heard that the monthly membership fee to join this club is hundreds of thousands!"
There are also circles in the wealthy circles. Being able to enter a certain circle is a symbol of status. The cost of membership fees is usually not the most important thing.
Just imagine, if the stock god Warren Buffett auctions off the opportunity to have lunch with him, countless wealthy people around the world would squeeze their heads to grab this opportunity.
The ladies discussed it for a while, and finally sighed collectively. Looking at such a high-end club in the entire Nanchuan Province, there are really not many people who can afford it.
The mysterious guest, Mr. Ye, held up a red wine glass and said with a bright smile: "The Black Swan Club is nothing. If you are really interested, I can recommend you to join the club."
"Really, Mr. Ye? I'm the first one to sign up!" Zheng Xuejiao said almost jumping to her feet, she was quite excited.
"Master Ye, I want to participate too!"
"I want it too!"
The voices of the ladies are rising one after another, and the words "I want it too" make the men with ill intentions have their own imaginations.
If women hate women who are more beautiful than themselves, then what men hate most is men who are richer than themselves!
Lai Xiaobo looked at Mr. Ye among the flowers. His eyes were shining with blood, like a wolf king watching the challenger.
To be fair, the Black Swan Club is not only a symbol of distinguished status, but also a ladder to the upper-class aristocratic circle. Lai Xiaobo also wants to join this club and get to know more high-level people.
Young Master Ye was smiling all over his face. He was the absolute focus tonight.
The words "Black Swan Club" were like a curse. Lai Xiaobo forgot about the unpleasantness of losing money and walked towards Mr. Ye intentionally or unintentionally.
"Mr. Lai, I accept the offer tonight."
"No, Mr. Ye, your skills are so good, I'm willing to let you down." Lai Xiaobo didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to strike up a conversation, so he continued chatting with the other party on the topic of playing cards.
Young Master Ye always has the reserve of a well-known gentleman, neither rejecting people thousands of miles away nor being too warm and keeping a distance.
This just-right distance further aroused Lai Xiaobo's curiosity and strengthened his idea of joining the Black Swan Club.
"Master Ye, what kind of organization is the Black Swan Club?" Lai Xiaobo asked curiously.
Mr. Ye's eyes were shining with an imperceptible light, and there was a charming smile on his lips, like a priest guiding believers: "This institution is an institution similar to a private equity fund."
Private equity fund Lai Xiaobo also came into contact with it. Most of these institutions make their fortunes through investment and speculation, but the name of the Black Swan Club is too loud. It is said that this institution has not had any failed investments so far.
"Master Ye, can I introduce you to you?" Lai Xiaobo asked eagerly.
"Yes, to put it bluntly, this institution uses other people's money to make venture capital investments. However, because it has gathered top-notch talents in the country, the return on investment is quite impressive."
Young Master Ye talked about the Black Swan Club, and Lai Xiaobo's eyes became even more intense.
Lai Tingkai is mainly responsible for the company's major policies, and Lai Xiaobo is taking care of the specific affairs. Currently, the company's various projects are in operation and are in urgent need of large amounts of liquidity. If you can join the Black Swan Club and share the dividends of venture capital,
will alleviate the financial crisis.
"Master Ye, I wonder when I can officially join the Black Swan Club?"
"This---" Mr. Ye said hesitantly, and Lai Xiaobo's heart suddenly lifted.
"The Black Swan Club has strict requirements for recruiting members. Let me contact you first to see if the other party accepts you."
"Then thank you, Mr. Ye!"
"You're welcome, come and have a toast with us!"
"Cheers!" Lai Xiaobo tilted his neck and drank the whole glass of red wine. He felt that the more than eight million yuan was not lost in vain.
Mr. Ye was indeed a cheerful person, and Lai Xiaobo received the invitation three days later.
A luxurious Bentley parked at the door of Lai's villa. Mr. Ye, wearing a white casual suit and a golden tie, opened the car door gracefully.
Lai Xiaobo sat in the back row, his heart pounding nervously.
Mr. Ye smiled slightly and said: "Don't be nervous. People from the Black Swan Club will ask some questions. As long as you can answer them, you will be considered passed."
"What are the main problems?" Lai Xiaobo wanted to be more prepared.
"Finance and economics, and your views on venture capital." Mr. Ye said calmly.
The car sped slowly, and after more than ten minutes, it stopped at the door of a club.
The clubhouse was decorated quietly and elegantly, with a strong ancient Chinese garden style. An old man wearing a white Chinese coat sat on a chair, holding a yellowed thread-bound book.
Young Master Ye led Lai Xiaobo to the old man and shouted respectfully: "Uncle De!"
The old man put down his book and looked at Lai Xiaobo. A mountain-like pressure enveloped him, and the invisible majesty made Lai Xiaobo tremble.
"Uncle De, hello."
"Hello."
Lai Xiaobo looked at the old man. His gray hair was neatly combed, his face was rosy, and his eyes were shining with the aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.
This must be the person in charge of the Black Swan Club. When Lai Xiaobo saw that the water in the teacup was almost dry, he quickly picked up the teapot and filled it up for the old man.
The old man nodded imperceptibly, as if to say that children can be taught, he picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
Then, the old man and Lai Xiaobo chatted nonchalantly. They talked about Buffett and the Rothschild family. The old man's thinking was wild and he talked about a lot of economic terms. A second-generation ancestor like Lai Xiaobo couldn't speak a word.
He couldn't get anything to say, and he wished he could end this awkward conversation immediately, run home, pick up the dusty book, and take a good look at it.
Twenty minutes later, the old man ended the conversation and stared at Lai Xiaobo with burning eyes.
“Why join the Black Swan Club?”
Damn, this old man is so verbose, I didn’t join the club just to make money.
The upper class is always like this. While grabbing a lot of wealth, they also show their contempt for wealth. Lai Xiaobo never mentioned the two words in his heart, and said solemnly: "In order to gain more knowledge."
The old man's eyes suddenly opened, he looked at Lai Xiaobo majestically and said: "Wrong!"
After a pause, the old man stroked his gray beard and said: "Chasing profits is the nature of capital. Joining the Black Swan Club is more about chasing profits." The old man's eyes swept over him casually, and Lai Xiaobo felt his face get hot.
.The old man is like a sophisticated X-ray machine, illuminating himself in every detail. This feeling is extremely embarrassing.
Finally, the old man smiled kindly: "Young man, the Black Swan Club welcomes you, and I hope you can pursue more profits here!"
Mr. Ye winked at Lai Xiaobo and signaled him to leave.
After walking out of the villa, Lai Xiaobo kept thinking about the scene just now. This old man was full of mystery from head to toe. Who was he?
Next, Mr. Ye took Lai Xiaobo to handle the specific membership matters and paid a considerable amount of membership fees.
According to regulations, Lai Xiaobo can invest money, let the Black Swan Club take care of it, and just collect the dividends.
Lai Xiaobo was still full of doubts about the investment, and he did not agree immediately.
Mr. Ye was displeased. He sneered and said: "Boss Lai, being able to join such a club is what many people dream of. The Black Swan Club does not welcome any member with ulterior motives."
After saying that, Mr. Ye stretched out his hand like lightning and snatched Lai Xiaobo's membership card.