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After all, Brother Yang is almost ten years older than Zhen Jiabao, looking at Zhen Jiabao is like looking at his own junior, so although Zhen Jiabao's behavior is useless in Yang's view, it is justifiable.

After the cards were dealt out, Zhen Jiabao's heart hung in his throat. Facing the three cards in front of him, he was afraid to pick them up and look at them.

On the other hand, Brother Yang didn't have any scruples at all, and his eyes burst into light after picking up the cards.

It seemed that he was concerned that Zhen Jiabao was still observing his expression on the opposite side. The complacent expression on Brother Yang's face only lasted for about two or three seconds before being subdued, but it still made Zhen Jiabao even more nervous.

Could it be that Brother Yang got a very good card this time?Zhen Jiabao couldn't help but licked his lips, and picked up his own cards.

The cards Zhen Jiabao got this time were the same as the cards dealt to Brother Yang for the first time, a pair plus a single card, although it can't be said to be very good, but if Brother Yang got a loose card, it would be enough Suppressed.

It's just that Brother Yang probably got a much better card than himself - Zhen Jiabao thought of Brother Yang's expression of surprise and joy when he looked at the cards, and his mood seemed to have fallen to the bottom.

Is it really necessary to uncover this kind of card?Zhen Jiabao felt as if he had knocked over a seasoning jar, he didn't know what it was like.

Brother Yang was obviously very curious about the cards in Zhen Jiabao's hands, and asked Zhen Jiabao questions as if he was confident.

"Miss Zhen, is she showing her cards in this round or not?"

While asking Zhen Jiabao questions, Brother Yang lazily leaned on the back of the chair, even bent one leg and stepped on the edge of the chair, holding the three cards with his arms on his knees.

Seeing Brother Yang's already victorious appearance, Zhen Jiabao was even more sure that he must have got some unavoidable card, and his heart was even heavier.

Even if the deck of cards in his hand is played, the loss will only be more ugly-but anyway, he will lose, even if he chooses not to show his cards, his plan for today will only come to naught.

Zhen Jiabao threw the cards in his hand on the table disheartened, disappointed and angry.

"Forget it, it's my bad luck today."

After admitting defeat, Zhen Jiabao picked up the glass with lemonade next to him and took a big sip, then frowned at the sour taste.

Brother Yang showed a disappointed expression on his face, holding the three cards in his hand, and made a point of confirming with Zhen Jiabao.

"Miss Zhen looks like she's about to admit defeat?"

Zhen Jiabao didn't have a good attitude towards Brother Yang's question at all. Could it be that this person couldn't see what I meant by throwing the cards on the table?

Is it possible to laugh at yourself so unscrupulously with a good hand of cards?Zhen Jiabao rolled his eyes a little, but he didn't speak ill of Brother Yang.

This was Zhen Jiabao's last decency.

"As Mr. Yang sees it, I choose not to show my cards—that is, to throw in the towel."

Zhen Jiabao and Brother Yang repeated it, and then Brother Yang laughed softly.

"That's really a pity."

Brother Yang put the three cards in his hand on the table, and it turned out to be three loose cards.

Zhen Jiabao didn't want to see what the three cards in Brother Yang's hand were, but his mood seemed a little out of place, as if he was laughing at himself.

So Zhen Jiabao just glanced over there subconsciously, but saw three loose cards placed on the table, which were even smaller than the three cards he threw out.

Only then did Zhen Jiabao realize that Brother Yang's expression of excitement that quickly subsided after he got the cards was completely just to deceive himself, and at that time he had already begun to confuse himself, using an extremely confident expression to make his opponent The card loses confidence.

Zhen Jiabao's eyes subconsciously looked at the three cards that he had thrown on the table and were still buckled, with infinite regret in his heart.

If I had known that I had to show those three cards just now, even if I thought that the cards in Yang Ge's hand would definitely be better than my own, I couldn't give up this little chance.

Zhen Jiabao sat on the chair as if discouraged, only feeling that he had no strength in his whole body.

Seeing Zhen Jiabao's disheartened expression, Brother Yang stood up, picked up the cards in front of him and threw them in the middle of the table.

"Miss Zhen doesn't have to feel frustrated. After all, I've been unconscious in the casino for so many years, so it's completely..."

As if he didn't know what adjectives he should use to express his feelings, Brother Yang was silent for a while before finding the right words.

"Being able to win against Ms. Zhen is completely destined by the heavens. Ms. Zhen doesn't know enough about casinos, and she doesn't seem to understand people's hearts."

What Brother Yang said to Zhen Jiabao now was not mocking or ridiculing, but just made the most basic summary of the reasons for Zhen Jiabao's failure.

Why didn't Zhen Jiabao understand what Brother Yang meant? Although part of the reason why he lost to Brother Yang today was his proficiency in gambling skills, but in the final analysis, it was because Zhen Jiabao's ability to perceive people's emotions was still inaccurate.

In other words, she pays too much attention to the changes in other people's expressions at any time, and does not have the ability to distinguish the meaning of those expressions.

Brother Yang showed a cheerful look, and Zhen Jiabao subconsciously believed that he must have got a good card, but he didn't consider that not all the expressions on everyone's faces were sincere.

If I continue like this, I don't know when I will fall a bigger somersault. After Zhen Jiabao realized this, he immediately felt that he was much more sober.

"I remember what Mr. Yang said just now, and I will firmly remember this sentence at any time in the future."

Zhen Jiabao restrained his disappointment of losing the bet, and said to Brother Yang seriously.

Brother Yang shrugged: "There was no need to say these things to Ms. Zhen, but after all, we can't afford to offend the people behind Ms. Zhen, so I hope Ms. Zhen will take the two words I said just now into account. Don't hold grudges too much."

Brother Yang's eyes fell on the neatly piled chips in the corner of the table.

"Miss Zhen spent a lot at our casino today. Although I can't make the decision to return the money to Miss Zhen's account, if Miss Zhen still wants to play here today, I am happy to accompany you."

The meaning behind what Brother Yang said was to tell Zhen Jiabao not to think about taking the money back from the casino—although the identities of Zhen Jiabao and He Lianquan should not be provoked, Brother Yang also has the pride of being the person in charge of the casino. .

Even if he was being polite to Zhen Jiabao in order not to offend He Lianquan, Brother Yang had absolutely no reason to spit out the money he had eaten.

How could Zhen Jiabao not know that her coming here today has troubled Brother Yang, but she has the purpose of coming here, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with her.

So let's take this money as the cost of coming here to take a class today. Although this money is already a sum of money that is beyond the reach of ordinary people, it is nothing to Zhen Jiabao.

Or to put it another way, Zhen Jiabao still doesn't know how much money he has spent since he entered the casino.

Zhen Jiabao waved his hand casually.

"Anyway, these chips are given to me for free by the expensive casino. Whoever wants to take them can take them. I don't have much interest in spending with these chips. After all, I will also be afraid that one day I will lose my family property."

Zhen Jiabao even thought about making a joke with Brother Yang, alluding to Li Zhiming's affairs.

Brother Yang couldn't hear Zhen Jiabao's implication, and the smile on his face faded a little.

"However, some of the things I said to Miss Zhen today were sincere, especially about Li Zhiming. The people behind it are not simple."

Brother Yang and Zhen Jiabao bowed their heads after finishing the three games that were not challenging at all, and felt that it was time for Zhen Jiabao to leave.

"Miss Zhen, will you go back by yourself or will we send someone to take you back?"

Zhen Jiabao took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check the time, and found that it was almost nine o'clock at night.

I really didn't expect that although I didn't feel anything, the time passed so quickly... Zhen Jiabao blinked and looked at the unread text message from Helian Quan on the phone screen, and pursed his lips.

I don't know if I should tell him about going to the casino with Helianquan on my back today, if not, if Helianquan finds out about this one day, it will be another bloodbath.

Zhen Jiabao struggled for two seconds, and then decided to go back to the villa to find out what He Lianquan said.

"I drove here by myself, Mr. Yang doesn't have to worry about it."

Zhen Jiabao stuffed the phone back into his pocket and bid farewell to Brother Yang politely, and Brother Yang and Zhen Jiabao politely expressed their wish not to see each other again.

Zhen Jiabao was sent all the way back to the door of the clubhouse by the staff member who led her in. After Brother Yang appeared, the staff member's attitude towards Zhen Jiabao could almost be said to be sincere and fearful.

The master didn't come here to spend and play today, but a young lady with a background, and the purpose of coming here is not pure.

The staff almost broke out in a cold sweat from the news. Whether it was recalling that something might have offended Zhen Jiabao today, or thinking about what Brother Yang told him just now, he must secretly protect this person's safety, the staff felt in their hearts. drumming.

Zhen Jiabao didn't feel anything yet, and Zhen Jiabao felt a little guilty about this staff member.

After all, my purpose for coming to the casino was not pure, and when Brother Yang, the person in charge of the casino, showed up, he scared the staff quite badly.

So although Zhen Jiabao had Li Yu's affairs in his heart, his attitude towards that staff member was still very good.

The staff member was very moved by Zhen Jiabao's initiative to show his favor, especially before Zhen Jiabao bossed him around in order to get the boss of the casino to show up, so now Zhen Jiabao's good attitude makes him cherish it even more.

It's just that the staff's emotion didn't last for a while. Half a minute after leaving the clubhouse, the two of them hadn't reached the parking lot when they were surrounded by a group of men in black who rushed out from the side.

Zhen Jiabao had never seen such a posture before, even if Wei Lai's men were looking for someone to clean up before, they just met a few gangsters, and those people were dismissed by Zhen Jiabao with a card.

But these people were all wearing uniform black clothes and masks on their faces, and what was even more frightening was that they were holding bright knives in their hands.

Those people didn't seem to want to do anything to Zhen Jiabao, they surrounded Zhen Jiabao and didn't do anything directly.