Yaen Chi took a puff on his cigar.
The wind blew directly against him, and the thick white smoke he exhaled was half blown back to his face. His eyes squinted as he watched Ye Cheng, who was tugging at staff in the corner.
A sarcastic smile flickered at the side of his mouth, "Give him all he wants tonight."
The manager's eyelids twitched.
Just then Yaen Chi uttered an even more chilling sentence:
"Don't let him win a dime."
This was meant to ruin Ye Cheng!
But that's not right; Ye Cheng never had much to begin with. The eighty thousand he brought was of dubious origin and it was all lost. According to a few people who gamble with him often, he's a pauper who suddenly came into a sum of money. Unfortunately, his gambling skills are terrible. Before anyone could think of a way to exploit him, he lost it all to the casino.
Coincidentally, this casino belonged to Yaen Chi.
Actually, most of the high-profiting casinos in Rongcheng City are Yaen Chi's.
