Zhu Mengmeng wandered leisurely around the floor, both looking the place over and waiting for Qiu Qiu to come to her aid.
Because this was a "trial opening," secrecy was relatively tight, and there actually weren't many people in the casino. Many tables were empty, and even the occupied ones lacked the feverish, red-faced clamor of the illegal casinos she had seen before. Everyone was quite composed, speaking softly.
Gentle music played throughout the floor. Some people at the stud poker tables were as suave as Chow Yun-fat, somehow giving this den of iniquity the elegant atmosphere of tabletop gaming accompanied by music.
There were also the sultry, seductive female dealers of legend, their cheongsams slit almost to the hips. But they clearly hadn't received much training, fumbling as they dealt cards, much to the displeasure of some gamblers hoping to play Chow Yun-fat.
More importantly, their overall caliber was rather mediocre. They weren't pretty or young enough, which lowered the tone somewhat. The male attendants were much the same, with many of the foreigners' own people serving as waiters. Clearly, Sea Park had opened in something of a hurry, with many staffing arrangements still incomplete.
Seeing where Zhu Mengmeng was looking, John could more or less guess what she was thinking, and he felt helpless too. If Chu Ge and Lin Wuyang hadn't ruined things back then, the place would now have been full of young, attractive male and female students. What was more, under hypnotic control, they would do whatever they were told, keeping gamblers company at the tables and helping them let off steam afterward...
Unfortunately, they could now only hastily recruit some gigolos and dancers to make up the numbers. Their training was inadequate too, instantly dropping the caliber of their planned paradise countless notches.
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