From the corner of her eye, Lou Ruqing saw the person approaching. She was stunned for a moment, and then realized. Finally, she knew who owned this casino.
The blond man is Anthony, the godfather of the Mafia.
Anthony also saw her, and was also stunned for a moment. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal and continued walking forward.
Finally everyone noticed Anthony's group and automatically made way for them.
The dealer put down the cards, walked up to him and shouted: "Boss."
Others also looked at Anthony with respect or fear.
Anthony waved to the others, walked straight to Lou Ruqing and said, "Miss Lou, why don't you go to the VIP room upstairs instead of playing with this gadget here?"
Lou Ruqing said: "I don't know how to gamble, I can only play a little bit."
Anthony said: "Miss Lou is too modest. Why don't you come with me to the VIP room for a game of gambling?"
Lou Ruqing thought for a while and felt that it was not convenient to talk here, so she nodded and said, "Okay."
Anthony said to everyone: "Everyone, continue." Then he walked upstairs with Lou Ruqing in an extraordinary manner.
The VIP room is indeed different. The room is about 100 square feet, with a rectangular mahogany table in the center. Several men in black suits stand in the four directions of the VIP room. A woman, Lou Ruqing, is walking among them, looking so weak.
"Sit down." Anthony sat at the top and said, his arrogance unknowingly revealed.
Lou Ruqing smiled and sat down opposite Anthony. She wanted to know what kind of person Anthony was. She wanted to know what the relationship between Uncle Ming and him was.
Anthony's cold eyes flashed and he nodded to the people around him.
The man left immediately. After a while, a beautiful woman in a uniform and short skirt appeared in the VIP room and served tea to Lou Ruqing and Anthony.
After waving the woman away, Anthony looked at Lou Ruqing opposite and said, "I heard that Orientals like to drink tea, so I served Miss Lou with tea that I have treasured for many years."
"You're welcome, Mr. Anthony." Lou Ruqing picked up the hot tea and took a sip of it naturally. The tea was fragrant.
Sure enough, she knew who she was. Anthony said without changing his expression: "Why did Miss Lou come to my casino?"
"It's just a coincidence. I didn't expect this to be your territory." Lou Ruqing answered fluently.
Anthony said: "What a coincidence. Why didn't you notify Miss Lou when she arrived in the United States? I could entertain Miss Lou."
"How dare you disturb Mr. Anthony? I just arrived in the United States, and I met Mr. Anthony unexpectedly. It's really fate."
Anthony pursed his lips, wondering if he believed Lou Ruqing's words. He said, "Ms. Lou, are you interested in a bet with me?"
Lou Ruqing shook his head and said, "I don't know how to gamble."
"Miss Lou is too modest. Just now in the lobby, it was obvious to all that Miss Lou won two games in a row."
"That's just luck, not my gambling skills."
Anthony picked up the tea and took a sip, and then said: "Miss Lou seems to have come to the United States alone."
Lou Ruqing shrugged and said, "Yes, come out and relax by yourself."
Anthony took advantage of the situation and asked: "Is there anything unpleasant?"
A flash of light flashed in Lou Ruqing's eyes, and she replied naturally: "Of course, Uncle Ming is dead. I feel uncomfortable, so I came out to get some air."
Then carefully observe Anthony's performance.
Sure enough, Anthony's fingers froze for a moment, and a complicated light flashed in his eyes.