Rebirth: My 80s

As the night went on, the Melody Casino was still crowded.

In the Century Gambling area surrounded by security personnel, the meticulously tidied Sanqifen in front of Wynn's gaming table was already as messy as a chicken coop. The wheat-colored skin that Europeans and Americans love is covered with fine beads of sweat. The beads kept overflowing.

"Mr. Wynn, you have no chips." The white girl said.

"You don't need to remind me." Wynn muttered a word through his teeth, then stood up, beckoned to Carter, the general manager of Melody Casino, took the silver-white suitcase from his hand, and took out a piece of information. .

Yes, information, not a cash check.

He has lost all the 200 million cash check he prepared for tonight.

It is indeed a bit fast, but if the two of them fight, the chips in the capital pool in each round will not be less than 10 million. How many rounds can 200 million make?

Wynn had no other cash, and even if he went to the casino vault to withdraw it, he wouldn't be able to withdraw a few cents. He knew this very well.

He could only mortgage his assets - the casino and hotel in his name.

He has three casinos and hotels, all of which are 10 to 20 years old and not too large in scale.

People from UBS had verified the capital before. Although each of the casino hotels was worth slightly more than 100 million U.S. dollars, the bank had to give him a discount on the mortgage loan, so it could only lend him a loan of 100 million U.S. dollars each.

On Li Jiankun's side, there were a total of 400 million chips stacked on the table in front of him. The curved edges of the gaming table on his side were all full, and he had no place to put his hands, so he had to "clean up" them.

Li Jiankun looked at Wynn and said, "The check is here, bring it over."

Wynn shook his hands and angrily and aggrievedly asked Carter to send over the check. At the same time, the staff took back 200 million of the chips in Li Jiankun's arms.

Li Jiankun happily stuffed the cash check issued by the Swiss Bank into his trouser pocket. Someone from HSBC had checked it before and there was nothing wrong with it. He saw people from Wynn and UBS busy at work and said with a smile:

"Isn't it troublesome to mortgage 100 million to 100 million? It was agreed that one party will lose at least 500 million before the bet ends. Let's be quick and mortgage 300 million in one go."

"You know you can keep winning?!" Wynn turned his head and opened his mouth, barking like a mad dog.

"if not?"

The big shots in Las Vegas in the venue shook their heads secretly, because the gambling was going on like this——

Wynn can't beat others with his skills, but his courage is even different. He seems to be counting cards, and he can't even count cards.

I don't see any possibility of repayment.

Of course, bystanders know better than the authorities, but he may not think so.

At this time, among the big shots, there was a white man with a delicate beard. He frowned and said, "Wynn, you'd better take it easy."

This person is a creditor of Wynn.

Coincidentally, Wynn invited quite a few creditors tonight. He probably had some ideas, such as using tonight's victory to reassure these creditors.

In fact, Wynn did plan this way. Not only that, he also hoped that through the victory of this gamble of the century, the big shots present would understand how easy it is for him to make money at Wynn. Lending him money would be foolproof. After all, the Golden Palace Hotel he is building is expected to require an investment of six billion US dollars. The current investment, including his family fortune, is far from enough, and a lot more needs to be borrowed.

After the first creditor spoke, other creditors also spoke up.

Wynn's real assets are only these three old casino hotels and the Golden Palace Hotel under construction. The latter is now a gold-swallowing beast and cannot generate revenue. If these three old casino hotels lose all, Wynn will be cut off from its revenue channels.

How can creditors not be anxious?

Li Jiankun looked at this scene and almost burst out laughing, thinking to himself: Buddy, you are really good at assisting.

Wynn was already more courageous than him due to financial pressure. Wouldn't it be even more cowardly if the creditors started to beat him with a big stick? God knows how much pressure this child is feeling now. Li Jiankun is even nervous for him.

But that's all.

Pity is impossible. Who can become a world-class rich man by relying on the gambling industry? Which one is a good person?

Li Jiankun doesn't have any psychological pressure to work with this kind of person. The Haojiang Wynn Casino in later generations, as well as the advertising chain all over the Internet, it is difficult to guess how many people's wealth has been harvested and how many people have been bankrupted.

The difference between Li Jiankun and people like Wynn is that even if he gets involved in the gaming industry, he will not regard it as the focus of his business, and he will never develop the gaming industry in his own country.

The gambling begins again.

It should be said or not, but Li Jiankun's experience, which has no scientific basis, has been verified once again. He found that he could lie down and play with Wynn.

His first hand, blackjack.

Second hand, nineteen o'clock.

The third hand, blackjack.

The fourth hand, twenty points.

...

Don't rely on any means, just rely on intuition. Whatever cards you want, you will get them, and the difference will not be much different.

Those who are lucky can beat eggs.

Wynn was soaked all over and ordered Carter to turn down the air conditioner in the casino lobby countless times. But even if the air conditioner was turned down to the lowest level, he was still sweating profusely. As time went by, he became greasy and smelled bad.

The white girl dealer is obviously a very clean girl, and she has to practice Qigong even if she turns sideways to deal cards to him.

Just after early morning...

"Mr. Wynn, you have no chips again."

"I have eyes! I have eyes!" Wynn looked so scary that the white girl dealer subconsciously took two steps back.

The big shots in Las Vegas who were watching no longer shook their heads and said some words:

"This guy is finished."

"He lost all three of his casinos."

"Including all his cash."

"No, he's still in debt."

"Damn it! Wynn, I'll let you take it easy!" a creditor yelled angrily.

"You're finished! You've lost everything!" A creditor followed up.

"You owe me so much money, what are you going to pay back now?" The creditors were obviously more anxious than anyone at this time.

There were no chips on the table in front of Wynn, and he could no longer continue. He stood up unsteadily, looked at his creditors and shouted: "I'm not done, I'm not done, I still have assets!"

He does still have an asset, which is the Golden Palace Hotel under construction.

Although the construction of this hotel only started at the beginning of the year, the ground work has been completed and the investment is not small, although many of them are high-interest loans.

The assets are in Wynn's personal name.

"you dare?!"

When they saw that Wynn asked Carter to get the asset documents of the Golden Palace Hotel, the creditors were all angry. They were just thinking about dividing up this unfinished project tomorrow to see if they could find investors to take over and sell it off.

"Get out, get out!" Wynn shouted when he saw this group of people rushing toward him. The security personnel did not dare not listen. They stepped forward to restrain the group of creditors and took them away from the scene.

Angry roars, obscene swear words, and personal threats came to my ears...

Wynn turned a deaf ear. He only knew that he had to make money and win back his property. He didn't think about anything else, and he didn't dare to think about it...