I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1258 - 868 Second update!

Chapter 1258: 868 Second update!

"Miss He, congratulations."

Haojiang.

The usually stern Bai Haoran’s expression was uncharacteristically vivid.

"Actually, I don’t think I’m suitable to be the president right now."

In all of Haojiang, the only person who could make Bai Haoran express such genuine emotions was none other than the Fourth Miss of the He Family.

Not even Mrs. He could manage that.

Due to the impact of the last gambling license auction, and under the He Family’s initiative with the support of all the other groups, a Gaming Industry Association was specially established in Haojiang.

With a rotating system.

A reelection every two years.

The first election for president of the association, held after its founding, had just concluded last week.

The Fourth Miss of the He Family, He Yihui, was elected with a high majority.

"Everyone supports you. Miss He is the people’s choice."

Just as Bai Haoran had said.

The people’s choice.

In the last gambling license auction, although the He Family had suffered a loss, their roots in Haojiang ran deep.

Of course.

The most crucial part.

Although they had lost some gambling licenses, in some respects, the He Family’s losses weren’t as severe as they might have seemed.

For instance, the very casino where Bai Haoran and He Yihui stood now—Haojiang’s newest casino in history—had been built on one of the licenses lost by the He Family. Yet in last week’s election, Bai Haoran, as their representative, had cast a resolute vote for He Yihui, greatly aiding her rise at just over twenty years old to become one of the most powerful women in Haojiang. She was already closing in on the reputation of her Second Sister to some extent.

Bai Haoran was well aware.

If she were truly unwilling, she wouldn’t have run for the position in the first place. The He Family had plenty of other candidates to choose from.

For example, the much-praised Second Miss, He Junru.

For this youngest daughter of the Gambling King to step up, it showed she had developed ambition—or more aptly, a thirst for advancement.

Perhaps.

From the moment the curtain fell on the gambling license auction and she was thrust onto the stage, today’s scenario had already been predestined.

Reaching further back.

Ever since that encounter at Moonlight Well, the gears of fate had begun to spin.

"How’s business?"

Through the one-way glass wall that dominated the office, the casino scene was clearly visible.

Although it was Haojiang’s newest casino, it was already bustling with guests. Aside from its top-tier environment, the He Family’s support naturally played a significant role.

"As Miss He can see, at least I am quite satisfied."

Her long, jet-black hair was simply pinned with a hairpiece. Hands casually pocketed, He Yihui exuded a minimalist style. Though her transformation from a sheltered young heiress to someone who commanded attention had taken less than six months, her aura had undergone a striking and tangible metamorphosis.

From the side.

She did bear a faint resemblance to her Second Sister, He Junru.

You could only say that dragons birth dragons and phoenixes birth phoenixes.

With such lineage, there are no ordinary people; it’s just a matter of whether opportunities arise and whether one chooses to seize them.

"You’ve worked hard."

It was clear enough.

He Yihui likely felt he had done a commendable job as well.

Yet, given her position, this casino had no direct connection to her. Strictly speaking, she had no standing to say such a thing.

But Bai Haoran seemed utterly unfazed. He gazed at the lively casino scene outside the glass. "When Young Master Jiang assigned me here, I told myself from the start that I must not betray his trust."

"Knock, knock, knock..."

A knock sounded at the door.

"Come in."

"Mr. Bai."

The on-duty casino manager briskly stepped inside. Upon noticing He Yihui was also present, he immediately greeted her with reverent respect: "Miss He."

Previously, there were perhaps few in the industry who truly recognized the Gambling King’s Fourth Daughter, but those times had passed.

Now, those who worked in this line of business could hardly be unfamiliar with this half-blooded face of exotic beauty.

He Yihui quietly watched the bustling scene outside the glass.

"What’s the matter?"

Bai Haoran turned to the manager.

Perhaps understanding the relationship between the He Family and his own organization, the manager spoke openly without hesitation, lowering his head to report: "Mr. Bai, there’s been a situation. A woman has been steadily winning since she came in about an hour ago."

Bai Haoran’s expression remained unchanged. "How much has she won so far?"

"Approximately fifty thousand US Dollars."

Fifty thousand US Dollars.

For a casino, it was a rather insignificant amount. A legitimate, large-scale casino would never fret over winners.

As for people worrying about leaving with their winnings—such fears were unfounded.

It’s common knowledge.

What casinos fear most is you not playing at all.

"Where’s she from?"

Bai Haoran asked calmly.

"Currently unclear."

Bai Haoran shot him a questioning glance.

Generally, every guest who entered the casino should have had their identity registered.

"She came with Bian Zaide," the manager explained softly.

"The Hippo’s Bian Zaide?"

The question didn’t come from Bai Haoran this time but from He Yihui.

"Yes, Miss He."

He Yihui fell silent.

Bai Haoran also went quiet.

It wasn’t uncommon for affluent individuals from the mainland—even top-level tycoons—to occasionally visit Haojiang for leisure. That was nothing surprising.

But given Bian Zaide’s stature, even if he came to Haojiang to unwind, it seemed unlikely he’d choose a newly opened casino over one of the He Family’s established establishments.

"Pull up the surveillance footage."

Bai Haoran ordered.

"Yes, sir."

Soon.

The casino’s surveillance footage appeared on the ceiling-mounted screen in the office.

Even He Yihui looked up at it.

In the footage.

The focus was on the household name and wealth legend, Bian Zaide.

However, what was even more captivating was the woman beside him. Her flowing hair and graceful figure stood out—it wasn’t an overstatement to say that she was among the finest even in Haojiang, a land of unparalleled beauties.

A wealthy man coming to a casino with a female companion wasn’t unusual. Yet, after a few minutes of observation, all signs pointed toward one strange fact: the woman didn’t seem to be just a companion.

For the most part, she was the one gambling, while Bian Zaide seemed more like an accessory.

No wonder the manager had mentioned that it was the woman who was winning.

"Do you recognize her?"

He Yihui asked.

"No."

Bai Haoran answered with certainty. A woman of such beauty—if he’d seen her before, he’d remember. Yet the enchanting face on the screen was entirely unfamiliar to him.

"She keeps winning, yet never for too much—not like someone trying to make trouble."

Indeed.

Just as He Yihui pointed out.

The woman hadn’t lost a single game under surveillance so far, yet she never lingered too long at any one table. Her mastery of so many games made it clear she was highly skilled in gambling.

But if her goal was purely to win money, how could she possibly gamble continuously for over an hour and only win fifty thousand US Dollars?

And anyone capable of having Bian Zaide as their entourage certainly wouldn’t care for such a meager amount.

"Miss He, do you know her?"

For someone who could enlist Bian Zaide as background, it was evident that this woman was no ordinary person.

But He Yihui shook her head.

Suddenly.

Several of them seemed to sense something and simultaneously looked up.

On the surveillance screen.

The woman in question lifted her head as well. Whether directed at the camera or at those watching behind it, she smiled faintly.