"I follow." When Zheng Yubai pushed out all his chips for the sixteenth time, the audience thought Gao Fei would still fold, but this time, he finally followed.
Zheng Yubai seemed to know that Gao Fei would play the same card, and he was not surprised at all. Instead, the audience cheered loudly, and the gambling game finally reached its climax.
The dealer continued to deal cards, and soon it was the last card.
Zheng Yubai's hand was very pitiful, just a pair of black 10s, a spade 9, and a spade 8. This hand of cards could only be three 10s at best.
Gao Fei's hand was much better looking. The four cards he showed were 6, 7, 8 and 9 of hearts. If the bottom card was 5 or 10 of hearts, it would be a straight flush. Even if it was just another heart card, it would be a three-of-a-kind flush that was completely incomparable.
Zheng Yubai didn't have a single heart on his cards, so Gao Fei had a high chance of getting a flush. Judging from the situation, Zheng Yubai had almost no chance of winning, but he said something that shocked everyone.
"I'm raising the bet."
"How much would you like to add, Mr. Zheng?" asked the dealer.
Zheng Yubai looked towards the audience intentionally or unintentionally, and Xu Jin's figure appeared in his sight. She was nervously watching the card game, and when she saw Zheng Yubai looking at her, her heart beat wildly.
"Is he going to go all out?" Although Xu Jin didn't know how to gamble, he knew that the current situation was very unfavorable to Zheng Yubai. The chances of winning a duel with the gambling god Gao Fei in this disadvantageous situation were too small.
But Zheng Yubai gave her a confident smile from a distance: "I want an appraisal."
The card game was suspended again, and Zheng Yubai walked into the lounge, where several top international appraisers were already waiting.
"What would you like to identify, Mr. Zheng?" asked an old man with a white beard.
"This." Zheng Yubai took out a silk bag from his arms and opened it carefully.
The eyes of several appraisers were wide open, and they were so excited that they were speechless when they saw the Qingming Shanghe Tu being opened in Zheng Yubai's hands.
“This is…” The old man swallowed, his throat was so dry that he couldn’t speak.
"Mr. Zheng, this thing of yours is very valuable. We need to consult the secretary-general." The old man greedily looked at the Qingming Shanghe Painting for a long time. Zheng Yubai was really afraid that he would drool.
"No problem." Zheng Yubai responded casually and walked to the window of the lounge. From here, he could see Xu Jin waiting anxiously in the crowd.
After waiting silently for a while, the door behind him rang. Zheng Yubai turned around and saw Yao Qian and Secretary General Baldwin walking in. Behind them followed Murong Ping and the familiar lazy young man.
"Mr. Zheng, would you like an appraisal for this painting?" Yao Qian walked straight to the Along the River During the Qingming Festival with a greedy look in his eyes.
Zheng Yubai nodded: "If you want to seize the title of God of Gamblers, you have to pay the price first. I have nothing, this painting may be worth some money."
Yao Qian said with a sigh, "It's worth more than just a little money. The price mentioned in the letter sent by Mr. Zheng before is already an astronomical figure. Look at all the buyers on the gambling boat, they all come for this painting. If Mr. Zheng auctions off the painting and exchanges it for cash for a big gamble, it will also be a good story in the gambling world."
Zheng Yubai knew Yao Qian wanted to make a fortune. Logically, people who stole paintings would want to sell them as soon as possible, especially when they stole such a hot potato. However, Zheng Yubai did not intend to exchange the painting for money. He just wanted to use the painting as a bet, and after winning against Gao Fei, he would return the painting intact.
"I'm sorry, I just want to estimate a more conservative price and I don't plan to sell it for the time being. If anyone is interested, we can discuss it after the bet is over," said Zheng Yubai.
Yao Qian hesitated for a moment, and was naturally making some calculations in his mind.
"Okay, Mr. Zheng, can you wait a moment?" Yao Qian finally made up his mind. He couldn't help but be tempted by a big deal worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
Zheng Yubai nodded: "Whatever, as long as the God of Gamblers has patience."
Yao Qian and his men left in a hurry, and soon Gao Fei, who had been sitting at the gambling table, also left. Zheng Yubai guessed that he was going to meet Yao Qian.
For a greedy businessman like Yao Qian, earning tens of millions in commissions is far less beneficial than winning the painting directly. The following bet will definitely become very interesting. Perhaps Zheng Yubai does not need to take the initiative to attack, and the other party will show his fangs.
While Zheng Yubai was guessing Yao Qian's thoughts in the lounge, Yao Qian was discussing the situation with Gao Fei in the luxurious presidential suite on the fourth floor of the gambling ship.
"Are you confident you can beat him?"
"No problem." Gao Fei was receiving an IV. Glucose water was continuously injected into his body, replenishing the sugar he had lost. His face was originally a little pale, but now it gradually became rosy.
"I'm afraid he has other plans, you have to be careful." Yao Qian said, "He first stole the famous painting, and then asked me to invite a big buyer. It seems that he already knew that he would enter the finals and make a big bet with you. He also has connections with the people of Sanjiang Society, and his target is obviously you and me."
"No matter what his plan is, as long as he is at the poker table, he is just scum." Gao Fei said coldly, "It's just a piece of cake to deal with him."
"Don't be anxious. This kid looks stupid and silly, there must be someone behind him. I really want to know who is planning to deal with us." Yao Qian said, "Lure all the enemies out and kill them one by one."
Gao Fei narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I have my own ideas."
"Then I feel relieved." Yao Qian smiled sinisterly, "I'll raise the chips for you right away." As he spoke, he opened the drawer on the table and took out a promissory note from a Swiss Bank.
"This is a promissory note for $500 million. Let's fight to decide the outcome."
Fifteen minutes later, Zheng Yubai received the appraisal certificate worth 500 million US dollars. With this appraisal certificate, Along the River During the Qingming Festival could be used as a bargaining chip for 500 million US dollars. Of course, in order to keep it confidential, the painting was packed in a sturdy suitcase and not disclosed to the public.
Back at the poker table, Gao Fei was already waiting. Baldwin announced to the audience, "Mr. Zheng Yubai's chips have been confirmed to be exactly 500 million US dollars. You can raise the bet."
Except for Xu Jin, all the audience were shocked. He actually raised the bet by 500 million US dollars under such circumstances. Is he crazy
Feng Bazhi, who had been supporting Zheng Yubai, muttered, "Crazy, crazy, this guy is a complete lunatic. It's really unfair for me to lose to such a lunatic."
Hong Shen didn't bother to mock Zheng Yubai's stupidity anymore. He cried out in dismay, "Is his brain burnt out? Five hundred million US dollars!"
"Please raise your bet." The dealer gestured to Zheng Yubai.
Zheng Yubai didn't hesitate at all and pushed the suitcase beside him: "All in." (To be continued)