“Supreme Treasure…” The expression on Qi Ye’s face was extremely funny. He looked at the cards that Zheng Yubai had opened, his eyes wide as if they were two big light bulbs.
"Does this count as a win?" Zheng Yubai asked Du Bisheng who was standing beside him.
"Supreme Treasure, kill them all." Du Bisheng proudly moved a large number of chips from Qi Ye to his own hands.
"No more playing!" Master Qi stood up angrily, "Administrator, your luck is too good."
Zheng Yubai smiled secretly in his heart. He had learned Du Bisheng's Lingxi Finger and Chaos Palm. When he was laying the cards, he was just free to do whatever he wanted. When he was throwing the dice, it was also very simple. He just flicked his Lingxi Finger and got the number he wanted.
Now Zheng Yubai finally understood why so many people lost their fortunes because of gambling. Professional gamblers and amateur gamblers are not on the same level at all. The gambling between the two sides is like a match between the Brazilian national team and a Chinese high school football team. You think you are competing with your opponent in a real battle, but in fact you are being played around by others.
In total, Zheng Yubai had won more than two million yuan for Du Bisheng in the past two days, and his dividends were all in the card Du Bisheng gave him, which was about four or five hundred thousand yuan. Zheng Yubai didn't want the money at first, but when he remembered that Qiao Weilun and Xue Bingyang might have to live in the safe apartment for a long time because of his relationship, he decided to keep the money.
Many people living in the safe apartments came here in a hurry. Some people lost contact with the outside world and had no source of income. They had to pay the high fees of the apartments, and often had to eat up all their savings. In the past two days, some people were sent away because they could not afford it. The money Zheng Yubai saved was also a measure to prepare for a rainy day.
"The administrator won again today?" Bing Ye and Pao Ye came over flatteringly. Ever since Zheng Yubai took their car, the two of them had consciously tried to get closer to Zheng Yubai.
As the saying goes, one who eats someone's food should be grateful, and one who takes someone's food should be soft-handed. Although Zheng Yubai didn't like their character, he still smiled and nodded to them for the sake of the luxurious Maserati.
"Come and sit here and chat." Mr. Bing and Mr. Pao invited Zheng Yubai enthusiastically.
The administrator's manual clearly states that the administrator must meet the guests' requests. Although Zheng Yubai's status in the apartment was confirmed because of the competition in which he killed K, no one dared to order him around anymore. But he couldn't bully the guests. At this moment, hearing the invitation from Bing Ye and Pao Ye, he kindly agreed to their request, both for his status and for the sake of the car.
When they came to the Italian leather sofa where Bing Ye and his friends often sat, the fat man and the bearded man were also there. Zheng Yubai already knew their names and identities. The fat man's name was Zhao Qiang, and he was a financial officer of a certain bureau in Jinghai City. After embezzling 10 million yuan of public funds, he fled to a safe apartment and hid. The bearded man was a snakehead, nicknamed Wang William, who specialized in organizing smuggling to the United States. A few days ago, one of his ships sank at sea, killing more than 60 smugglers. He was immediately blacklisted by Interpol, and had no choice but to hide here.
In the safe apartment, Zhao Qiang and Wang William were the most insignificant characters, and usually they could only bully the administrator for fun. But since Zheng Yubai came, they had to behave themselves.
Bing Ye and Pao Ye were originally the big brothers of Sanjiang Society in Guangdong. Recently, the younger generation of Sanjiang Society has been fighting for power and they don't take them, the old guys, seriously. After several old companions were killed, the three big brothers fled to Jinghai to hide. Unexpectedly, on the first day Zheng Yubai came, Hua Ye, who was with them, died because of Ma Shangfeng, which caused so many things later.
Zhao Qiang and Wang William brought a few bottles of wine and poured a glass for Zheng Yubai. Several people gathered around Zheng Yubai and talked about all sorts of things. Although Zheng Yubai didn't like them, after chatting for a while, he found that they were well-informed and the anecdotes they told were very interesting, so he gradually stopped disliking them.
"Administrator, you won so much money from Mr. Qi today, and he paid it all back so readily. If his creditors saw this, they would be furious." Wang William suddenly said this, which made Zheng Yubai very interested.
"Did Master Qi come here to avoid his debts?" Zheng Yubai was not very clear about Master Qi's affairs.
The four of them laughed. Zhao Qiang said, "Before I entered the apartment, I thought a deficit of 10 million was a huge number. After learning about the legend of Master Qi, I realized that I am not even one thousandth as good as him."
"His debt is one thousand times of ten million? That much money?" Zheng Yubai was a little confused. He only knew that it was an astronomical figure that he could not even dream of.
"In fact, Master Qi doesn't even need to hide in the apartment. He can just walk around the street openly. Half an hour later, there will be at least fifty bodyguards around him to protect him." Wang William said with a smile.
"Why?" Zheng Yubai was confused.
"It's the master who owes the money. If anything happens to Master Qi, his creditors will probably jump off the building," said Wang William.
"Who does he owe money to?" Zheng Yubai asked curiously.
"It is said that he owes Hamas $500 million, the Medellin Cartel $500 million, and Bin Laden $300 million... But Bin Laden probably doesn't have to pay it back. He can't protect himself, so he probably doesn't have time to collect the debt." Wang William counted on his fingers, "It seems that he also owes the Sprano family in the United States $300 million, the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan $400 million, and the Mafia more than $100 million."
If ordinary people were to deal with organizations like Hamas Medellin, they would be trembling with fear. Qi Ye was able to deceive these well-known gangs and terrorist organizations, get a large sum of money from them, and have the courage not to pay it back. This is really a big deal.
Zheng Yubai looked at Qi Ye who was chatting with Tan Lao Da in the distance. He usually thought he was just a pretentious upstart, but he never thought he was such a person. If he had such a huge debt and so many terrible creditors looking for him all over the world, he would never be as carefree as Qi Ye. But there is an old saying that goes, too many lice don't bite, too many debts don't worry. I guess when you reach a certain level, your thoughts will be different.
After chatting with Mr. Bing for a while, Zheng Yubai found an excuse to return to the office. Too many things had happened recently and he was a little overwhelmed. Now he finally found some quiet time. He leaned back in his chair comfortably, put his hands behind his head, and started thinking. (To be continued)