Winning 550 Million

"Go get A'man!" Ma Guan took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly!

Today, he'd really hit a wall.

He'd investigated these girls' backgrounds before. Logically, there was nothing too unusual about them.

They were practically just ordinary girls from normal families. The wealthiest among them only had a paper mill and a few million in assets.

Compared to people like them, it was like comparing mud to the sky.

Yet, it was precisely these kinds of families that had led to someone like Zhuang Xin appearing.

He hadn't even heard of him.

"Boss, you were looking for me!"

A young man named A'man, wearing a white suit, with slender fingers and a gentle smile on his face, appeared.

"You know I'm not in good health. This kid is playing a bit too big, and I'm afraid I can't handle the excitement. You take over for me. Whatever the losses, they're on me..." Ma Guan mumbled a few words, then stood up and moved to the side.

Though he said it like that, Ma Guan was sneering inwardly.

He'd met this A'man three years ago on a gambling ship.

His gambling skills were godlike.

Ever since meeting A'man, he'd learned a few tricks himself.

That's how he'd managed to trick girls, leaving them bankrupt and owing him a mountain of debt.

He didn't care about this small amount of money.

It was mainly about playing with women. At their level, those so-called young models and celebrities had long since lost their appeal.

Instead, these young women just starting their businesses were their favorites.

"Who is this!" A'man squinted, looking at Zhuang Xin. His slender hands deftly shuffled the cards, which fanned out like a flower.

Zhuang Xin glanced at him indifferently. He finally understood why Ma Guan had called for this young man named A'man.

Having obtained the Super Gambling Technique and the background of a Disciple of the God of Gamblers, his judgment was still sharp. One could tell an expert's skill just by watching them.

The move he'd just made, seemingly ordinary, was as refined as a thousand trials.

"Deal?" Zhuang Xin stood up, picked up a bottle of red wine from nearby, and poured himself a glass.

Looking at the overly confident Zhuang Xin, A'man felt an inexplicable nervousness.

He didn't know where this feeling came from, but he felt a sense of familiarity with this demeanor.

He just couldn't recall where he'd seen it before.

"We've already played cards, how about we switch to dice? A simple game of high or low." A'man, skilled in dice, wouldn't attack a strength with a weakness; he naturally played to his strengths.

"Dice... it doesn't matter. How about a hundred million? No, add another ten million, one hundred and ten million per round. I'm not interested if it's any less." Zhuang Xin downed the red wine in one gulp, letting out a small burp.

A'man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

One hundred and ten million per round? The stakes were too high.

When he'd come in earlier, he'd thought they'd be playing for a few hundred thousand or a million at most.

"Boss Ma..." A'man turned back, not daring to make a decision on his own.

After all, the amount was too significant.

"Play! Isn't it just a hundred and ten million? Trying to scare me? I can still afford it."

Ma Guan gripped his wine glass, his gaze turning cold.

This Zhuang Xin was practically stepping all over him. On his turf, how dare he be so arrogant?

All his old friends were here. If he didn't teach Zhuang Xin a lesson, wouldn't he become a laughingstock later?

"Alright! But let's set the rules first. Regardless of win or lose, I'll only play five rounds."

This was A'man's rule, and it had never changed.

Whether it was on a gambling ship, in a casino, or even in other private games, it was always like this.

"Bring out the dice!"

Ma Guan unhesitatingly had someone bring the dice.

Zhuang Xin looked at the three dice on the table, his hand smilingly scooped them up, and then placed them down again.

A'man did the same. The duel between the two was over in an instant.

A moment later, Zhuang Xin's dice cup revealed three sixes.

A'man's expression changed.

The second round, still three sixes.

A'man's hand holding the dice cup began to tremble.

The third round, still three sixes!

Aman's forehead was beaded with cold sweat.

The composure he had when he arrived had long since vanished.

Let alone five rounds.

He didn't even dare to open the fourth round.

In front of Zhuang Xin were three checks.

One for 110 million, and three for 330 million.

"Deal. This is the fourth round."

Zhuang Xin opened his first. Three sixes!

Unchanging.

Every round, it was three sixes.

Under Zhuang Xin's gaze, Aman's proud gambling skills were completely useless.

Every time he tried to cheat, Zhuang Xin would stare intently at the moment he made his move, forcing him to retract his hand again.

But he hadn't discovered Zhuang Xin cheating at all.

With a lift and drop of his hand, without any hesitation!

The fifth round!

It was also three sixes!

Ma Guan's expression had turned grim, completely drained of color.

In just ten minutes, he had lost 550 million. Even with all his wealth, he couldn't sustain such losses.

This was almost all his net worth.

If he wanted to continue playing, he would have to mortgage his own businesses.

These were his lifeblood; how could he bear to part with them?

"Friend, leave some room for maneuver. Let's call it a day." Ma Guan slumped onto the sofa, unable to hold his wine glass steady.

"Leave some room for maneuver?" Zhuang Xin acted as if he had heard the best joke.

When Qiu Qi and the others were set up here, did Ma Guan show them any mercy? When he forced five girls into massive gambling debts, did he ever think about leaving room for maneuver?

"Boss Ma, I heard you're a catering tycoon in Juncheng. Is that true?"

"Of course!" Speaking of catering, Ma Guan regained a bit of spirit.

Zhuang Xin asked again, "Then Boss Ma, do you know Zhu Zuo?"

Zhu Zuo!

A real estate tycoon. Ma Guan rented most of his businesses from Zhu Zuo's properties. How could he not know him?

"I'll give you two choices now. Either, in the hotel lobby, you toast and apologize to these five girls in front of everyone. We'll call it even, I'll take the money, and we'll be quits!"

"That's impossible! You've already won 550 million, and you want me to apologize in the lobby?" Ma Guan's chest heaved violently. This was simply too much! If it were in the private room, it would be one thing, but in the lobby, with so many guests? If he really did it, how would he face anyone in the future?

"Oh? You're not willing?" Zhuang Xin smiled. "The second choice is for you to come find me tomorrow and issue a public apology. I'll find reporters to come and let everyone see what kind of person Boss Ma is."

Hearing the second condition, Ma Guan's face darkened, and his gaze gradually turned ruthless. "I won't agree to either condition. I originally intended to let you take the 550 million and call it a day! Now it seems you don't know what's good for you! You won't be taking this 550 million today, and as for an apology, you're dreaming!"

Slap~

Ma Guan slammed the table, and more than a dozen bodyguards immediately rushed in from outside.

Zhuang Xin was unfazed, shrugging. "If Boss Ma isn't willing, then fine. I won't take the money. But I'm afraid tomorrow you'll be begging me on your knees, and I won't even want it!"

He stretched lazily, walked over, pulled up Qiu Qi and the other four girls, and walked towards the exit.

Since Zhuang Xin didn't take the money and his background didn't seem simple, Ma Guan didn't try to stop him.

He just watched him leave with a cold smile.

Kneeling to deliver the money tomorrow? Who did this kid think he was?