I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 165 A little gambling for fun

Chapter 165: 165 A little gambling for fun

Li Shuru acted as the temporary croupier, dealing cards in turn to the five seated players.

According to the rules of Texas Hold’em, each of the five players participating in the game received a hole card.

This hole card could only be revealed at the moment of determining victory or defeat.

The second card was the face-up card.

That is to say, starting from the second face-up card, with each card dealt, the player with the highest card could bet first.

Those who wanted to continue playing would have to choose to call, matching the previous player’s bet with the same amount of chips, or they could choose to raise the bet.

Of course.

If someone felt that their hand was poor and didn’t want to continue, they could choose to fold, but the chips that had been bet could not be retrieved.

The final betting round was undoubtedly key to the competition. In this round, players could go "all-in."

Going all-in referred to betting all of one’s chips, or the maximum amount of chips that the players who had not folded could match. Once the betting was completed, the players would reveal their hole cards to decide the winner. At this point, the player with the highest cards could win all the chips on the table.

Jiang Chen, chewing gum, casually tossed a coin as the minimum bet while discreetly sizing up the four opponents in this gamble.

There was no need to mention Sun Xiyu; with his demeanor and looks, he was the spitting image of a chaebol heir straight out of a Korean drama. The rest were hardly less imposing.

It’s said that birds of a feather flock together; to be able to call Sun Xiyu a brother, there might be a difference in wealth, but likely not by much.

A gambling game of several hundred thousand might represent the savings of an average family, but for these individuals, it seemed to merely signify a few hundred coins. Each carried an air of indifference to money, their faces relaxed and leisurely.

But Jiang Chen naturally did not have such strong confidence.

If brownie points could be cashed in, let alone these rich second-generation kids, even if you called their fathers and grandfathers to the table, they wouldn’t be fit to play with him; he could even brazenly declare that everyone present was trash in comparison.

Unfortunately, he hadn’t even completed his first seduction task and only had the compensation of a little over four hundred thousand from Ruan Guang in his pocket.

Which meant.

If he were to lose the fifty coins in front of him, he truly might not be able to afford the loss.

Just as Zheng Jingjing had said, if it came to that, the embarrassment would be immense.

Now that he was seated at the gambling table, Jiang Chen forced himself not to think about losing. To falter before the battle was always a major taboo in warfare; gambling was much like a battlefield, where morale was crucial.

Besides, if you thought about losing before it even began, then why gamble at all? Just surrender right away.

Not to mention anything else, when it came to psychological fortitude, Jiang Chen might not be much different from these sons of privilege—perhaps he was even a smidgen stronger.

Gambling.

It’s not about whether or not you have money. At least for now, the piles of chips in front of the five players are the same; the key to winning or losing rests on the competition and strategy of psychology and luck.

This was the first time he and these few people met, and the reverse was also true; they knew nothing about each other, which was quite fair.

As for luck.

Out of the endless sea of people, billions in number, since the brownie points had chosen him, Jiang Chen believed that his luck shouldn’t be too bad.

Striving to recall scenes from gambling movies, Jiang Chen rubbed his fingers together, his expression becoming even more composed, calm, and one might even say... profound.

Sun Xiyu and the other four each tossed in a coin as their minimum bet as well.

According to the rules, the minimum bet had to be made each round.

Which means, even if you fold in the first round of each hand, you’ll still end up losing ten thousand.

Ten thousand.

Here it was merely a trivial coin, but what did it represent? How many clothes, how many cosmetics?

"Why so nervous?"

Xu Siyi looked at Guo Ran with a cheerful expression.

Guo Ran lowered her voice, "They’re all rich young masters; losing a million or two means nothing to them, but Jiang Chen is not like them."

"You, have you been influenced by Jinjin? If Shu Rui isn’t worried, why are you overthinking it?"

Xu Siyi smiled easily, casting a meaningful glance at Jiang Chen, who seemed out of place at the gambling table.

"Relax, we’re just here to watch."

Soon, Li Shuru dealt each of the five players a hole card and a face-up card.

Jiang Chen’s face-up card was the five of spades; his hole card remained unknown.

Sun Xiyu’s face-up card was the heart K, with the hole card unknown.

The stud-wearing Zhong Yongfeng had a face-up club K, with the hole card unknown.

Another dandy with a white gold necklace had a face-up diamond 6, with the hole card unknown.

The last, dressed in hip-hop style, had a face-up heart 10, with the hole card unknown.

Guided by the principle that spades beat hearts, which beat clubs, which beat diamonds, even though all had a K, it was clear that Sun Xiyu, with the heart K, spoke first.

"Thirty thousand."

Sun Xiyu nonchalantly threw out three chips.

If the police were to raid this gamble, they’d probably be helpless.

Gambling.

It’s all about momentum.

Moreover, except for Jiang Chen, everyone seated was a carefree scion, and this was only the beginning; none would show weakness.

"I’ll match."

"I’ll match."

"I’ll match."

"I’ll match."

Even Jiang Chen, currently with the weakest hand, wasn’t going to be outdone and likewise tossed out three chips.

All five played on, with no one dropping out.

"Shu Rui, deal the cards."

Sun Xiyu signaled.

Li Shuru nodded and continued dealing.

After glancing at his hand, the stud-adorned wealthy youth Zhong Yongfeng smiled arrogantly and looked towards the dandy to his left.

"Hu Zi, it’s your turn to speak."

"Ha, fifty thousand."

The dandy nicknamed Hu Zi, dressed in hip-hop style and very trendy with a tattoo on the back of his neck, flamboyantly threw out five chips.

Looking at his hand, this round had actually dealt him another 10, making his face-up cards a pair of 10s. He was indeed lucky.

"Fifty thousand, I’ll match."

Sun Xiyu spoke with a smile.

His second card wasn’t big, just a heart 4, but at least it made a suited pair.

"I’ll match too."

"I’ll match too."

Jiang Chen slightly lifted his hole card to peek, then also threw five chips in.

Zheng Jingjing, whose heart was racing though she wasn’t involved, admired his courage even more.

Is it really not painful at all when it’s not money you’ve earned through hard work?

She really wanted to remind Jiang Chen that what he was throwing wasn’t just chips worth one yuan!

"I fold."

In the third round, the necklace-wearing dandy revealed a club 9, making his hand too messy. He wisely chose not to bluff blindly and sensibly decided to cut his losses in time.

By now, each player had received three face-up cards.

Sun Xiyu’s face-up cards were the heart K, heart J, heart 4, with the hole card unknown.

The hip-hop styled Hu Zi’s face-up cards were the spade 10, heart 10, diamond 8, with the hole card unknown.

Zhong Yongfeng, fiddling with his ear stud, had face-up cards of the club K, diamond J, diamond 9, with the hole card unknown.

Jiang Chen’s face-up cards were the club Q, spade 5, heart 5, with the hole card unknown.