More than half an hour later, Nan Yi and Jiang Xuanyan were already sitting in front of the slot machine and started playing.

It was naturally Jiang Xuanyan who shouted. She only made one bet at a time, but it was only five cents, but it could touch her whole mind. Her eyes were wide open and her eyes were cruising up and down with the scrolling patterns on the screen. As long as the picture of gold coins appeared, she was very excited, even if it was from a machine next door.

On the right side of Jiang Xuanyan, there was another woman playing, with similar styles, and she was also yelling.

Nan Yi sat on Jiang Xuanyan's left, pulling his machine there, half of his eyes focused on Jiang Xuanyan's machine, and half observing the strange woman beside him. Unlike Jiang Xuanyan, strange women are full at a time, and the bottom bet is three yuan.

Although three pieces are 60 times the five points, as long as you don’t get the ball, even if you lose, you will usually get the spit before losing.

What aroused Nan Yi's interest was not the big gambler of the strange woman, but the famous brands all over her body, the listless body, the excitement and confusion in her eyes. This is a casino, and the state of a woman can only show that she has been betting for at least one day and one night, and there is...

Nan Yi looked at a man who had been staring at a strange woman not far away. If nothing unexpected happened, this was a coder.

The gambler who has stacked coders staring at them is either about to enter the VIP room or has already entered the VIP room; either has lost everything or is on the road to losing everything.

A strange woman does not have the decisive temperament of a strong woman, nor does she domineeringly as a ancestor. She is more like a woman who sleeps with the right people. She is just a little bit in bed. She looks for love at the Paris Tower and lives a good life. Why do you want to come to the Omen to find excitement?

Nan Yi hadn't thought about the stranger enough to let his eyes relax and turned around casually, and saw an acquaintance coming towards him.

He could only stand up and face the person coming, holding his right hand with the other party.

"Brother Dong, I haven't seen you for a few years, I haven't seen you old, it's just that my forehead is wrong, red, too red."

My acquaintance is Rotten Guidong. He borrowed 150 million Hong Kong dollars from Nanyi to Omen to buy a gambling hall. In less than four months, he paid back the capital and profit. More than ten years have passed. Now Rotten Guidong has a lot of wealth.

"Hahaha, Nansheng, you look young, just like eight years ago, without any change."

When I saw Nan Yi, Lan Guidong felt very moved. Thanks to Nan Yi's lending money to him back then, his career in Aomen started from a VIP room and gradually turned into two or three. Now there are seven VIP rooms. When it is good, it will cost billions a day, and when it is bad, it will cost six or seven hundred million to seven million, and it can be put into a pocket of seven or eight billion a year.

Lan Guidong is not a person who forgets his roots. He knows very well that without Nan Yi, he would not have been what he is today.

"Haha, Brother Dong, we don't have to praise each other anymore. I've only been here for a while and Brother Dong can come here. I know that Brother Dong must be fine now. Is there a Brother Dong's VIP room in this venue?"

Nowadays, casinos are generally divided into three or two areas. One is the slot machine area (slot), which is not available in every casino, because although the profits of slot machines are stable, they are not many; the second is the gambling table area (mass). According to the casino, the minimum bets are also different. The fewest ones are twenty, and the more ones are one hundred, and the limit of red is relatively low. It is a place to entertain ordinary gamblers. Of course, when you are unlucky and unwilling to admit defeat, it is not impossible to lose hundreds or tens of millions;

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Nan Yi followed Lan Guidong to the office with a one-way glass wall on the second floor. Lan Guidong poured Nan Yi a cup of whiskey, then invited Nan Yi to the glass wall, looked at the gambler in the gambling table area below, and said, "Nansheng, have you noticed the woman beside you just now?"

Nan Yi sipped the wine, "I noticed that it's the product?"

Rotten Guidong: "Top goods, the lover of a real estate boss, has seeds in his stomach."

"So what? Are you afraid of not being able to find a woman to have children if you have money?"

Lan Guidong: "It's different. The boss is from Chaoshan. The company is in Shenzhen. It's very rich. I was injured when I was young and it's difficult to give birth to another one."

"No son?"

Rotten Guidong: "This one in his belly is his son."

"No wonder you said it was a top-notch product. Even if you gave up half of your wealth, the boss would have to save his lover. Brother Dong, no matter how detailed I was, I don't want to know. I just want to know when you will swallow this product."

Rotten Guidong: "It's just tonight, she wants to bet on the bottom of the table."

"How many times do you drag?"

Rotten Guidong: "One drags ten."

"You're not afraid of the surveillance police arresting you?"

In addition to paying one on the table, under the table, you can also raise the odds between gamblers and coders without regard to the rules of the casino and privately increase the odds to one and three, one compensation of five or even one compensation of ten. The jargon is called one drag three, one drag five, and one drag ten.

The gambling funds under the platform will not be included in the VIP room flow, so there is no need to pay taxes. From the perspective of business operations, this is a tax evasion and is an illegal category.

Lan Guidong complained: "The tax is too heavy. If you don't play in the bottom of the Taiwan area, I'll drink the northwest wind."

"How many codes are signed?"

Rotten Guidong: "Two million."

"Are you eating the bottom of the table alone?"

Rotten Guidong: "And my code stacker."

"Hiss, Brother Dong, should I say you are braver than Guan Gong?"

The signing code in the VIP room is the signing code, which is actually a credit limit. The bad ghost Dong signed a 200 million yuan mile code to a strange woman, which means that he guaranteed to obtain a 200 million credit limit from the casino's account. The strange woman can use "slobber" to bet first. Once she loses, the casino will only ask the bad ghost Dong for the account, and will not care about where the money to repay the account comes from. The responsibility for the account is the bad ghost Dong.

In other words, a strange woman lost 200 million yuan, and she lost 2.2 billion yuan in total, while a rotten ghost Dong won 2 billion yuan in uncollected accounts plus a cryptocurrency commission that could be withdrawn at any time.

[The commission is not calculated at 200 million, but is accumulated based on the amount of chips being pressed on the stage. At the end, no matter whether the gambler wins or loses, the coder can get a commission of 10 to 15 thousandths. In an extreme case, a coder of 200 million can completely create tens of billions of flows, and the coder of 100 million is over 100 million.

Of course, this situation exists theoretically, but it is almost impossible to see it, just like the sky card Hu Shisanyao. Who wants a card like Hu? If you don’t say it, put on an axe.]

On the other hand, if a strange woman has a bright red star and wins all the way, she can win hundreds of billions of dollars in theory, and then the bad ghost Dong will be miserable. He must admit the lost money, otherwise there will be no place for him to stand in the Omen. The casino owner and those who want to become the hall master will unite to drive him away.

Lang Guidong: "I have two big investments, which occupy a lot of funds and are very tight."

"Do you have a bomb in your hand?"

Bombs refer to gamblers who have been bet so hard that they are unable to repay their debts but still want to borrow a code from the stacker. If a stacker is mistaken and lend a code to the bomb as a high-quality customer, it is equivalent to throwing money into the bottomless pit. Not only can they not get much commission, but they are also difficult to recover the debt.

Most bombs are broken down and repaired. Before you (the perspective of the coder), it is very likely that he has unpaid debts in other coder or usury. This means that whenever he wins money after betting, or makes money through serious business, he will be taken away by the person staring at him in front to cover the debts he owes.

If he wants to pay you back, queue up behind you. Often, when you queue at the end, you will find that no minute or a cent left is left.

In addition, most bombs will use any means to deceive people in order to get gambling money. Many poorly-powered coders are dragged to death by bombs. Sometimes, the coders in the same circle establish information exchange relationships, and the important function is to avoid the poor communication caused by the competition between the coders, and to cheat codes in the hands of each coder.

Rotten Guidong: "How could it be that there is no?"

"Is there any woman?"

Rotten Guidong: "Yes."

"Call a coder to follow me, listen to my letter later, take me to see how your subordinates fabricate bombs, and then explain in detail how brilliant the bombs were in the past."

The wolf Dong smiled, "Nan Sheng, you are very concerned about your Ma Zi."

Nan Yi shook the wine glass in his hand and chuckled: "I just don't like to hug a bad gambling man. I will call Dali Liu later."

The Self-Defense Group has a bad debt group that is not a debt collection business, but is wandering in casinos around the world, specifically looking for gamblers who have been betting on the red eye and cashing out or mortgage high-quality assets, and connect with them, and acquire their assets at a low price.

This business is profitable, but the most abundant ones will be digested by the casino personnel and will not leave them to outsiders at all. The bad debt team will not compete head-on with local tyrants, and only eat the leftovers that the casino disdained. Despite this, relying on the strong digestive ability of the Nanshi Tiewei, the profit is still very considerable.

Daliwu is the person in charge of the bad debt group in the Omen. He usually has some other hall owners with Rotten Guidong. He has many cooperations with Rotten Guidong and is very good in the gambling circle. However, only Rotten Guidong knows that Daliwu is Nanyi's subordinate. After all, everyone wants to eat delicious food. If Nanyi doesn't come out and say hello, it will be difficult for Daliwu to open up the situation here.

Lan Guidong raised his glass and said, "Nansheng, thank you, I hope you won't use it."

After clinking the glasses, Nan Yi said: "Since Brother Dong has a big deal tonight, then you can keep your energy and I will go out and continue playing with my horse."

"Nan Sheng, do you want to play with some codes? It's mine."

Nan Yi waved his hand, "You know, I don't like gambling. Just go to the VIP room to check it out. It's a few dozen or million yuan a day. It's very exciting to see rich people gambling money."

Looking at the departing back, Lan Guidong sincerely admired him again. Once upon a time, he also wanted to develop Nanyi into a high-ranking chef. He invited him several times, but he didn't come once, and only sent one person to make a wish. He also gave him 2 million digits, and the other party lost 4 million and stopped immediately. It was obvious that he told him that he would give you face, so don't invite him again.

The wolf Dong met too many rich people who didn't gamble on their wealth, but he didn't play with the small players who won and lost millions. He only knew that Nan Yi was like this. There was also a big sword. He had already done a 20 billion deal, and the profit was at least 30%.

"This Nansheng is still unfathomable!"

Nan Yi is not interested in gambling, which can be said to be deeply disgusted, but he is very interested in the gambler's assets. Instead of being cheaper to others, it is better to be cheaper to himself. Between buying and selling, the annual cash income exceeds HK$3.5 billion, and the assets that are not in a hurry to cash out, the income can be doubled.

If you extend the time span and then average the annual income can reach 10 billion yuan, and about 55% of the people who actually fall into the Nan's pocket. It would be strange if Nan Yi doesn't care about how big a piece of fat meat is.

What's more, while having a lot of cash income, the Nan family's connections are also expanding in countries with casinos around the world. It can be said that they kill two birds with one stone.

After Nan Yi walked out of the office, he did not go straight back to the slot machine area, but shuttled between the gambling tables in the gambling table area. There were stackers at nearby gambling tables. He would stay for a short time, paying attention to listening to the accent of the gambler so that he could know in advance where his assets would increase.

Listen to a circle, whether it is Wu Ding, pidgin, or the words are sour and spitting out sheep smell. Small hardware, small accessories, and dark coal will appear in Nanyi's mind, occasionally there are authentic Beijing films and vernacular languages. He will nod secretly because he is close to you.

Seeing that it would take a few years to help Nan Wuwei take care of his children, Nan Yiting wanted a piece of land suitable for building a children's playground in the suburbs of Beijing. In the future, when he took his grandchildren or granddaughter to play in the park, he could tell them "Les Miserables - Gambling Chapter".

Back to the slot machine area, Jiang Xuanyan had already changed the machine, and there was a stacker next to her, and she was still yelling. Nan Yi came closer and saw that Jiang Xuanyan had won more than 200, which was a good record.

Nan Yi came behind Jiang Xuanyan and hugged her from behind, "I won a lot, I will treat me to midnight snack later."

"Okay." Jiang Xuanyan said happily: "Wait until I hit three hundred."

"Little fool, the most taboo thing about setting yourself a winning goal. Nine and a half of ten gamblers will reverse when they are just a little bit away from the goal."

"Really?"

"Really, don't care about winning or losing, just have fun."

"oh."

Jiang Xuanyan continued to sink her eyes into the screen. Nan Yi let go of his hand and sat with him in the seat next to him for half an hour. Then he took Jiang Xuanyan to the gambling table area, turned around, and sat in front of a small baccarat platform where the gambler bets, just to compete for Jiang Xuanyan to see the card rights for a smaller price.

When Satan tempts people into the abyss, he always gives a little sweetness, just like a new gambler who has just ended up always comes with good luck. Jiang Xuanyan's awkward hand opens either seven or eight, and the frequency of nine is quite high.

When Jiang Xuanyan understood what a TV was, what a TV was, and what a blow was, her luck began to weaken. She wanted to blow but couldn't leave, but couldn't stand it. Her face-changing skills were learned without a teacher, and her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness quickly flowed on her face.

At this moment, Nan Yi asked his followers to regard Jiang Xuanyan as a beacon, and quietly placed heavy bets on her opposite side. After saving the capital, he called the stacker on the side to whisper a few words, and then watched Jiang Xuanyan's card reading method become more and more proficient.

The night became heavier and midnight. Jiang Xuanyan twisted the card covered on the table, shouting "Top, top, top" desperately in her mouth, changing the card to "Blow, top, top", and continuing to twist it, changing it to "Blow, blow, blow", and blowing for a while, as if the point in the middle of the playing card had not been blown away by her in the past century, she opened the card, and a 10-spade card was in her eyes, plus a j that had been opened, the sum of it was that there was no point.

Jiang Xuanyan looked at the chips that were taken away, and then looked at her side of the platform. It was empty. She was depressed for a while and looked up, her big watery eyes staring at Nan Yi, "Brother Zhen..."

Nan Yi was secretly happy and said lightly: "Do you know what mud code is? Do you know what coding is? I know you don't know now, but you will soon know that you have lost 500,000 just now, and it's all mud code."

Nan Yi waved at the stacked code boy, and when the other party came closer, he signaled to Jiang Xuanyan again, "You can simply understand the mud code as borrowed, just like a credit card, you have to pay back what you lose, you are responsible for repaying it yourself."

Nan Yi patted Jiang Xuanyan's cheek, "Be good for a while, don't make trouble, don't shout, follow him."
To be continued...