Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 385: Someone is Causing Trouble in the Yard_1

Chapter 385: Chapter 385: Someone is Causing Trouble in the Yard_1

The Xiao Ying Entertainment Center had not been open for long before some trouble arose.

After all, this is a casino, a natural magnet for trouble!

...

Inside the first-floor lobby, the din of conversation, the sound of cards being dealt, bets being placed, and shouts all mingled together. The seductive atmosphere was intoxicating.

Despite it now being mealtime, the crowd had not thinned in the slightest.

Gambling seems to possess a sort of magic. Many players can go for hours, even a whole day and night — forgoing eating or sleeping!

Yet they maintain vibrant energy, showing no signs of fatigue.

In the middle of the peaceful atmosphere, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

"All of you are swindlers! Just here to scam money. Why is it that everyone is winning money, and I’m always losing! Are you all in on ganging up to cheat me out of my money?"

A man was shouting furiously, his voice laced thick with resentment and defiance.

Accompanied by a "click-clack" sound, the man scattered a pile of chips placed at the center of the table, terrifying the female dealer into a shriek.

The other players at the table quickly retreated, fearing that this man would do something dangerous, putting themselves at risk.

When a person loses and gets riled up, anything could happen...

The other tables quieted down, and everyone was taken aback and looking at this commotion. Quite a few people seemed to recognize this man, whispering something amongst themselves.

"Hey, isn’t that Lao Zhang? He’s been playing since yesterday, I think. I encountered him while having lunch in the second-floor buffet dining hall. He was bragging about winning over a hundred thousand US dollars then, what happened to him?"

"What else could have happened? Wins and losses are all part of the game. I was at that table just now; Lao Zhang kept losing game after game, growing more impatient with each loss. He must’ve bet all his chips now."

"Tsk tsk, such a sore loser. He was merrily laughing when he won, but now he’s cursing when he loses. One’s gambling attitude reflects their personality, this Lao Zhang probably isn’t a decent person."

"You’re right. His business isn’t really faring well either. Probably he lost all the money he earned this year, that’s why he’s panicking now."...

Such an incident happening in the main lobby would, of course, not be ignored.

Very quickly, a floor supervisor came forward – he was part of the management team sent over by Miss He.

They’ve seen too many such incidents; in the casinos run by the He family. Similar incidents happen almost every day, or at least once a week...

Therefore, they know exactly how to deal with it without being flustered.

"Sir, is there anything I can help with? I am the manager here. You can discuss it with me." The worker respectfully said to Lao Zhang.

But Lao Zhang completely disregarded the worker, continuing to hit the table while shouting.

"This is a rigged game! You’re all in on this, gaming my money! Refund me, return the money I lost. I won’t let this pass today!"

Seeing this, the manager furrowed his brows, slightly hooked his head down, and spoke into a microphone clipped on his collar, "Security, please take note, there’s a disturbance in the No. 3 hall on the first floor, please handle it immediately."

Now he’s really asking for it!

Soon, two tall husky men wearing black suits walked in – they seem to be carrying something bulky in their waists.

Upon the lobby manager’s signal, the two men on either side controlled Lao Zhang.

"Sir, I’m going to take you to the office to settle this. Please don’t disrupt others from playing," the lobby manager politely said to Lao Zhang.

Upon saying this, he waved his hand and signaled the two big guys to take Lao Zhang upstairs.

The lobby manager put on a smiling face and told others in the lobby, "Everyone, please continue playing, it’s nothing, it’s nothing."

As some people recognized Lao Zhang, they watched as he was led away. They felt sympathy for Lao Zhang and were worried about what might happen to him, so they hesitantly asked, "excuse me... what kind of...punishment is he going to receive?"

The man had tried to phrase it as gently as possible. His intention was to ask "you’re not going to kill him, are you?" but couldn’t muster the courage to ask it directly.

After all, these people run casinos – who knows if they’d blink an eye after taking a life.

The lobby manager gently smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Of course there won’t be any punishment. We will just persuade him to leave. It’s best he cools down a bit."

He was not lying. It’s not possible for the casino to just resort to violence at the drop of a hat. The goal of everyone in the business is to make money.

In such situations, at the casinos run by the He family, they typically give out some fare and send the person out the door.

If a person is particularly ignorant and insists on making a fuss, the hired muscle in the casino is not to be underestimated; they will certainly beat you up and throw you out of the door!

Rules didn’t change just because they were in Moscow now...

...

The two big guys brought Lao Zhang to the office area on the fifth floor, a more secluded meeting room, and forced him onto a chair.

Soon after, a Chinese-speaking manager came in and kindly asked Lao Zhang how much money he lost.

"One hundred and fifty thousand! I lost one hundred and fifty thousand US dollars this afternoon! I’ve been working here for half a year, and I’ve only earned this much money, but it all slipped away this afternoon. How will I face my wife and kids when I go home for Spring Festival..." Lao Zhang broke down emotionally, shedding tears as he spoke.

The manager sighed after hearing him, seemingly sympathetic, he said, "Ah, it really is disappointing when things like these happen. But Mr. Zhang, as for playing cards, there are winners and losers. Not everyone can win. Additionally, our entertainment center does not directly participate in gambling. The other people at your table were players like you, so it’s even more impossible for our entertainment center to collude to cheat you out of your money."

Lao Zhang obviously understood this.

He was merely carried away by his loss and wanted to cause a scene!

Now that he was upstairs, his emotional state had calmed down somewhat; he stopped making a fuss, but he had another idea to raise.

He reached out and grabbed the manager, hastily asking, "Is the boss of this entertainment center President Kong or Mr. Mikhail?"

The manager paused and honestly replied, "Our boss is Mr. Mikhail. Do you know him?"

Lao Zhang promptly responded, "I want to see Mr. Mikhail! I do know him, please, please pass on my message ..."

When he heard that this individual claimed to know the boss, the manager was slightly unsure of what to do. He thought for a moment and then told Lao Zhang, "Please wait a moment. I’ll notify my superior. After all, I don’t have direct contact with the boss..."

...

Up in the penthouse, Wang Ye was having a meal and chatting with Nalan Yaqi and Ruan Xiaozhu when he received the news.

There was a ruckus downstairs, and supposedly, the person causing the trouble claimed to know him...