The surrounding wealthy businessmen and wealthy guests took advantage of Boss Bai to go out to change clothes and started chatting with Mr. Mei. After all, the East China Sea Alliance's business was huge, so getting to know Mr. Mei would not be a bad thing.
Mr. Mei was a well-mannered person and chatted and laughed with these people very naturally, but he respected Shen Lian more and more in his heart. If he hadn't condensed his Xuan Guan skills, developed magical power, and his ears and eyes were much sharper than before, it would be difficult for him to gain the upper hand in today's gambling.
Therefore, even if people like Shen Lian cannot ask him to do something for the East China Sea Alliance, they still have to treat him respectfully. As for the little scheming he had before, they have long since disappeared, and he is deeply warned to be sensible.
After half a stick of incense, Mr. Bai came back. He changed into clean clothes, but his face was not as fresh as Mr. Mei's.
He sat down at the gambling table again and said, "Mr. Mei, you have been waiting for a long time."
Mr. Mei smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Brother Bai, please roll the dice."
Boss Bai nodded solemnly, called a dealer, and rolled the dice for him. The small dice cup made a series of crisp sounds like a cannon. Someone nearby exclaimed: "Kunshan jade is broken, and the young phoenix sings."
Everyone's attention was attracted by the croupier's dice-rolling technique. This "Kunshan Jade Broken, Young Phoenix Qingming" is an extremely clever dice-throwing technique, which shows that the new croupier called by the boss is definitely famous. Gambling expert.
The dice rolled out suddenly, and the last three dice were all six, exactly the number of double nines.
At this time, the croupier who was throwing the dice couldn't help but beads of sweat broke out on his forehead. He obviously rolled four, five, six, but how could it be three six. He has been immersed in this skill for thirty years, and his skills in throwing dice are as good as eating and drinking. He is very familiar with it and will never make mistakes.
Therefore, it can only be Mr. Mei who has done something wrong. It can be seen that the gap between the two is huge and is not on the same level at all. With a slumped expression on his face, he whispered a few words to Boss Bai.
Boss Bai's expression remained unchanged, he drew the cards according to the numbers on the dice and placed a bet of one hundred thousand taels. Everyone else thought that the croupier had better gambling skills than Mr. Mei, so Boss Bai placed a heavy bet. This is against the rules, but Mr. Mei himself didn't say anything, and others didn't ask questions.
As a result, the cards turned over and Mr. Mei won.
Boss Bai suddenly lost another hundred thousand taels and went out, but he was not surprised, because the dealer had just told him that Mr. Mei had tampered with the dice, but no one could tell it in public, including the dealer himself.
Boss Bai knew immediately that if he found ten more masters, they would not be able to defeat Mr. Mei today. He knew he was going to lose, but he still placed a heavy bet of one hundred thousand taels, and he was planning to use the money to surrender to Mr. Mei.
Mr. Mei smiled softly, pushed the winning chips in front of Boss Bai, and said, "I had a lot of fun today. These chips are my gift to Brother Bai."
Boss Bai looked uncertain and said: "I appreciate Mr. Mei's kindness. Although Bai is not as wealthy as the East China Sea Alliance, he is not short of money. The money should be used to buy jewelry for Miss Youyou."
He pushed the chips back again.
Mr. Mei didn't even look at the chips and said, "Since Brother Bai is so polite and we don't need money, it's still early tonight, why don't we play a few more games."
Since Boss Bai still refuses to defect to the East China Sea Alliance, he can only continue to be aggressive.
Boss Bai runs a gambling house. If he is afraid of Mr. Mei and refuses to continue gambling today, then his credibility as a banker will be greatly compromised.
At this time, Bai He whispered a few words to Boss Bai. Boss Bai pondered for a moment, then glanced at Bai Xiaoyu, who was shivering behind Bai He, and said with a smile: "I am getting older and my energy is not as good as before. This is my nephew. Son, Bai…”
Seeing this, Bai He immediately added: "Bai Xiaoyu."
Boss Bai hit his head and said apologetically: "My memory is not good now." Then he pointed at Bai Xiaoyu and said: "Xiaoyu'er, come and play a few games with Mr. Mei. You must make Mr. Mei happy."
Bai Xiaoyu trembled: "I can't... can't... play."
Boss Bai smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
Bai Xiaoyu is just a little rogue, he has never seen such a battle, but now he has to join, otherwise he will never get out alive today.
Bai He's hands clenched tightly and he was sweating. He just hoped that Bai Xiaoyu would be better and that he would be able to increase his wealth and future.
Mr. Mei looked at Bai Xiaoyu's nervous look and said softly: "Don't be nervous, I don't eat people."
Bai Xiaoyu cast a grateful look. The people in the casino were all eating people but not spitting out the bones, but the gentleman in front of him was a good person, but he had to win.
Mr. Mei saw that his mood had calmed down and said, "Little brother, you come and shuffle the cards."
Bai Xiaoyu woke up from a dream and started shuffling the cards, but his hands kept shaking, which made everyone laugh, thinking that Boss Bai was deliberately looking for this kid to lighten the atmosphere.
After Bai Xiaoyu shuffled the cards, Mr. Mei rolled the dice and each took their cards.
After placing a good bet and finally showing his trump card, everyone couldn't help but exclaim that Mr. Mei actually lost. Mr. Mei looked calm, but his heart was frightened. He said calmly: "Little brother, let's continue."
At first, everyone thought that Mr. Mei was trying to show humility, but in the end, Mr. Mei failed to win ten games in a row. Seeing Mr. Demei's mountain of chips decreasing rapidly, the chips in front of Bai Xiaoyu continued to increase. Everyone no longer dared to look down upon Bai Xiaoyu, and everyone wondered where this kid was coming from. He must be a disciple of the God of Gamblers.
In the end, Mr. Mei lost completely, but he was not angry. He just pushed the cards away and said with a smile: "Brother Bai really has many talented people under his command. Mei's eyes have been opened today."
But Boss Bai patted Bai Xiaoyu on the forehead and said with a smile: "You are not sensible, Mr. Mei asked you, but you still insist on winning."
Bai Xiaoyu wiped his sweat and said, "Mr. Mei, I'm sorry."
Mr. Mei looked at him deeply and said, "Is my little brother the God of Wealth of this generation?"
Bai Xiaoyu said in shock: "What."
Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was lying, Mr. Mei smiled and said, "I'm just talking nonsense, don't worry about it."
"Money can drive away ghosts, and wealth can communicate with gods" is a little-known rumor, which refers to the God of Wealth. Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a god walking in the world in Yuanzhou. There was a treasure called Luobao Money, which could gather wealth in the world. That god was called the God of Wealth and left a legacy in the world.
Later, from time to time, some people obtained the lineage of the God of Wealth and walked in the world of mortals, and they were all called the God of Wealth. These Gods of Wealth are not like qi practitioners who need to swallow their vitality, but rely on the wealth and energy of the world to practice. Therefore, most of them are wallowing in the mortal world, and their cultivation is not very good. But once they cultivate the precious money, they can conquer everything in the world. It is a treasure that even immortals and Buddhas cannot compare to.
However, their own weaknesses are also obvious, so these gods of wealth need to find some Taoist friends with advanced cultivation to protect them.