I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 897 - 654 Not a fierce dragon if it doesn’t cross the Jiang! (Request for monthly passes!)_2

Chapter 897: 654 Not a fierce dragon if it doesn’t cross the Jiang! (Request for monthly passes!)_2

"Guang Rong, you are truly a rare visitor."

Nie Chuanxiong said with a feigned smile, raising his hand to signal the other party to sit, "What brings you to my place today?"

"Sixth Master, my subordinates have been ignorant and broke the rules. I’ve already punished them. Today, I specifically came to offer you an apology."

Despite the fierce competition in the casino business, the major casinos in Haojiang were still operating normally.

A short while ago, Guang Rong’s stacking code boys had pulled in a group of inland gamblers, only to discover later that they were customers of Nie Chuanxiong.

Because of this, there was some friction between the juniors of both sides, but no lives were lost; only some blood was seen,

"It’s just a small matter."

Nie Chuanxiong remained unfazed, settling into his chair unhurriedly.

Although the other party was his junior, he had to admit the new waves were surpassing the old in Haojiang; the other’s power had already exceeded his own. The so-called apology was definitely a load of nonsense.

There had always been friction between them; why had he never seen such a visit before?

This time, the intention behind the visit was certainly not as simple as it seemed.

Nie Chuanxiong could guess some of the reasons.

"Sixth Master, were you just having a meal with Miss Lan and Mr. Jiang?"

As expected.

The He family had just lost a casino license, and some people were already getting restless.

Nie Chuanxiong gave a faint smile, sparing with his words, uttering only a "hmm" in response.

Guang Rong ignored the other’s dismissive attitude and said with a smile, "The first auction today came to a close, and Miss Lan secured a casino license. I haven’t had the chance to congratulate Miss Lan yet."

"You, after all, hold a certain status; Miss Lan won’t mind."

Nie Chuanxiong’s words were coated with needles.

Guang Rong had risen to prominence in Haojiang with the support of the He family, but once the He family lost its former glory, who could command the Jianghu in the future was still an open question.

"Fifty billion plus, Miss Lan’s courage is indeed unparalleled among us."

Guang Rong commented without changing his expression, as if he had not noticed the sarcasm in the other’s words.

"That goes without saying."

Nie Chuanxiong nodded with a smile, "In all the world, not to mention women, even among men, how many can compare with Miss Lan? When Miss Lan does something, she does it decisively. If she won’t do it, she won’t; but if she does, she’ll take it to the extreme."

Guang Rong’s eyebrows knitted slightly, then relaxed as he shifted the topic, "Does Miss Lan have her eyes on a specific spot?"

Nie Chuanxiong shook his head, "No rush, there are still two more auctions to go."

If he couldn’t read between the lines, he wouldn’t have risen to his current position.

"Could it be that Miss Lan is interested in the remaining licenses...?"

Nie Chuanxiong smiled meaningfully and did not continue the conversation, "What would you like to drink?"

Seeing this, Guang Rong did not press further.

"No need, my visit was solely to offer my apologies to the Sixth Master. I’ll take my leave and not disturb you any longer."

Nie Chuanxiong made no effort to detain him.

"No need to see you off."

Guang Rong stood up, left the hotel, got into his car, and headed to the He Family Manor.

Inside the manor.

All the core members of the He family had left.

Perhaps due to excessive exhaustion, Grandfather He had slept for a while.

"Hong Tu, where is Grandfather He?"

Guang Rong entered the manor.

As the former foot soldier of the gambling king and well-acquainted with the gambling king’s eldest son, plus being of similar age, his relationship was quite good—certainly better than with the gambling king’s other children.

"He’s sleeping."

He Hongtu greeted him to sit down in the hall, "Is there anything you need? You can tell me first, and I’ll relay it to mother when she wakes up."

"I just came back from Nie Chuanxiong’s place, and he said that Miss Lan seems to be planning to bid for the remaining licenses."

"Did he tell you that directly?"

He Hongtu asked with a calm expression.

"No, it’s my guess; judging by his tone, it should be so."

"Already having secured one license, isn’t that enough?"

He Hongtu muttered, and then chuckled, "Just how rich is Lan Peizhi?"

Facing the gambling king’s "incompetent" eldest son, Guang Rong, who had already climbed to the top echelons of Casino City’s Jianghu, showed no neglect.

"It seems unlikely that Miss Lan could muster such a significant sum all at once."

"Talents really abound in the inland."

He Hongtu smiled lightly.

He might not have met that young Mr. Jiang, but he had certainly heard of him.

Although the winner of the gambling license was Lan Peizhi, anyone with discernment knew there was something fishy going on.

With the courage and financial strength the other side had demonstrated at the auction today, if they continued to bid for the next one, it would be very difficult for the He Family to keep hold of the second gambling license.

If the second gambling license were to be sold for fifty-one billion, just like the last one, and assuming the He Family won it, then their remaining funds for bidding would be just twenty billion.

Twenty billion.

It was impossible to compete for the third gambling license with that.

If losing one gambling license was like skinning pain, then losing two at once would be like breaking bones.

One could foresee that, if it really went according to this script, the He Family would definitely be heading toward decline, unavoidably so.

"Hong Tu, we should start thinking of something."

Yu Guangrong spoke earnestly.

From his standpoint, such concern was completely justified.

Although they had long since been at odds, he and the He Family were still entangled in too many mutual interests. Not to mention shared prosperity and shared loss, if the He Family were to plummet, it would mean no good for him whatsoever.

Considering his own best interest, the He Family could decline, but not too rapidly. However, that said, Yu Guangrong probably shouldn’t be discussing this with a "Crown Prince" who was "above worldly affairs."

"You’re right, it’s time to think of a plan."

He Hongtu nodded, murmuring to himself, "Otherwise, dad might scold me."

He Hongtu reflected in thought.

Yu Guangrong remained silent.

"That’s right."

After a long pause, He Hongtu spoke up.

"Wasn’t there a reporter last time who took photos of Yi Hui?"

Meanwhile.

At the Xinghao Hotel.

"Brother Song, didn’t you say you weren’t interested in bidding for the gambling license?"

Guo Anle was also restless upon hearing today’s results; given his relationship with Song Chaoge, Song Chaoge’s competition at the bidding table against the He Family would likely cause misunderstandings.

"I didn’t win it, did I?"

Song Chaoge said with a smile, his handsome face not showing any signs of defeat.

He really didn’t want to get personally involved.

But the courting skills of this particular Master Guo were too disappointing to behold, if only there had been some progress with He Yihui, he could have been patient.

Of course, Guo Anle was oblivious to the fact that it was his problem, he could not help saying, "Is this about whether you won or lost?"

Still so young.

His ability to control emotions was not yet mastered.

Song Chaoge, of course, was in a league of his own, and despite the other’s barely suppressed tone of blame, he remained calm and unruffled, replying with a smile, "Don’t worry, the He Family isn’t so narrow-minded, they won’t think poorly of you. If they really do misunderstand, I can help explain it to them."

Saying this, Song Chaoge turned on the television.

Although he seemed unemotional on the surface, this action showed he was no longer interested in continuing the conversation with this sheltered young Master Guo.

But Guo Anle did not have the ability to read the room, and instead of keeping silent, he said bitterly, "Brother Song, how am I supposed to face Yi Hui after this?"

One had to admit.

This scion of a prominent family was indeed faithful.

Even after repeated setbacks, his infatuation remained unaltered; no wonder He Junru thought he would be a good partner.

"Hei Family’s youngest daughter He Yihui makes a rare appearance, sharing a nighttime kiss with a mysterious man at Heisha Beach, evidently in the throes of romantic love..."

The sound of the news came from the TV.

Guo Anle’s expression stiffened, and he turned his head instinctively.

On the television screen.

A photo painful to the eyes was being displayed.

The angle wasn’t very good, but it fully showcased the intimate posture of the man and woman.

Nighttime, seaside, flowing hair, passionate kiss, how romantic.

Song Chaoge watched the tabloid news in silence.

Guo Anle instantly quieted down.

How to face her?

Well, now.

There probably was no need to face anything anymore.

Seeming to know that Guo Anle didn’t want to be disturbed at that moment, Song Chaoge silently got up, walked into the bedroom, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Mr. Song."

"President Bian, I need a sum of money."