My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 556 - 360: You Go First!

Chapter 556: Chapter 360: You Go First!

Brother Le saw his prey take the bait so easily that he was naturally thrilled.

However, his face showed hesitation for a moment before he put on a helpless expression and said,

"Well... alright, since Brother Biao insists, I can’t dampen your enthusiasm.

Go, bring Brother Biao another million in chips, and put it on his tab!"

Put it on his tab?

As soon as Brother Biao heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.

Money given out is hard to collect, but on a tab... wouldn’t that just encourage him to run up a huge bill?

After all, the moment you walk in, do you really think the tab will remain?

Wouldn’t that be like the proverb about the wind blowing away an eggshell, leaving the debtor carefree?

"Brother Le is really a good friend! But a million isn’t enough, bring me three million! If I lose all of it tonight, I, Brother Biao, will cover everyone’s expenses at the casino!"

"Wow~" The surrounding crowd of gamblers gasped in amazement.

"Covering everyone’s expenses if he loses?"

"This big shot is really something!"

"Such dominance!" "Rich tycoon!"

Hearing the commotion, a majority of the gamblers in the casino were drawn over, and the crowd kept growing.

This was, after all, just a small, unremarkable casino, not a world-class gambling city like Xiangshan Port.

It was rare to see a gambling bet of a million on a regular day, let alone three million all at once, not to mention covering the entire house if lost.

Although the consumption of tobacco and alcohol in the casino wasn’t high, such a spectacle still struck a chord with the gamblers’ love of excitement.

Brother Le looked at Cheng Biao with some surprise.

Not even batting an eye over a few million... His pockets were truly deep!

Seeing a fat sheep dripping with wealth, Brother Le naturally became even more enthusiastic.

"Haha! Worthy of Brother Biao, so generous! Come on! Change the deck, let’s change Brother Biao’s luck!"

"Alright, Brother Le."

The croupier opposite nodded, took out a new deck, showed the sealed pack to the crowd to display its integrity, and then opened it.

Seeing himself become the center of attention in the room, Brother Biao was secretly delighted, but he didn’t forget that the biggest "fish" of the day was right in front of him...

"Brother Le! Come on, since you’re here, join me for a few hands."

Without another word, he pulled Brother Le by the arm to sit next to him.

Brother Le, being pushed into a seat, was taken aback, not expecting Cheng Biao to make such a request...

What’s the difference between prey inviting the hunter to lay it on the table?

"This... I’m afraid it’s against the rules. I’m the boss here, how can I join the guests in a game?"

"Hey! We’re all brothers here, it’s no big deal. Don’t worry, I can afford to lose hundreds of thousands, just don’t go easy on me, got it!"

Fuck! Listen to this guy! What the hell is he saying?

The fat sheep actually insists I go ahead without holding back...

What sort of generous spirit is this?

It even made Brother Le wonder if it was somewhat unjust to take advantage of him like this.

"Fine! Since Brother Biao thinks so highly of me, I’ll play a couple of hands with you! Deal the cards!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Deal the cards quickly!" Brother Biao said anxiously.

Ah Xing watched the high stack of chips in front of Brother Biao and felt incredibly nervous.

"Brother Biao, I need to pee."

"Oh, if you have to pee, go to the bathroom, don’t mess with my luck, go on, go!" Brother Biao waved his hand impatiently.

Ah Xing chuckled dryly and slipped out of the crowd.

Seeing Brother Le and the majority of his underlings who were keeping watch getting caught up in the game, he pretended to look for the bathroom while secretly scouting out the layout...

...

"Place your bets, please!"

"A hundred thousand!" "I’ll follow!"

"Show your cards!"

"I have two pair!"

"Haha! I have a three of a kind! I win!"

"Brother Biao is on a hot streak!"

"Thank you, thank you, keep it going, continue!"

...

An hour later.

"Ah! I lost again!"

Cheng Biao dropped his cards on the table with a look of annoyance, revealing an 8 and a 10.

"I’m telling you Brother Biao, if you have small cards, you should bet cautiously, see, even I had to fold and lose a chunk of my stake."

"You don’t understand, playing Texas Hold’em is about treating money like dirt! It’s not the cards I play; it’s the mindset!"

A twitch crossed Brother Le’s face.

All this philosophy, yet haven’t you lost your three million worth of chips down to a mere million?

And you’re talking to me about mindset?

Just don’t break down later...

He himself had also lost quite a bit that evening, but that was just to prevent the setup from being too obvious, a performance intentionally put on for Cheng Biao.

In reality, most of the people at the table were his men, and the money lost was just moving from the left hand to the right.

He quietly calculated.

This guy can lose almost four million in one evening and keep a straight face; I really underestimated the man’s financial capacity.

It looks like I won’t be able to bleed this fat sheep dry in one night...

Should I let him taste a bit of sweetness tonight instead, so as not to scare off the fat sheep?

"Weird, I was thinking about losing, and now I’m actually losing..."

On the other hand, Cheng Biao was also puzzled.

Could it be that the master changed my fortune, so now my Wealth Palace has returned to normal?

Or... Is it that my mindset just isn’t right?

After all, even though he verbally expressed the desire to lose, in the depths of his subconscious he’d accepted the notion that "not wanting to win means winning."

Thinking about it this way, the reason he wanted to lose... wasn’t it still in pursuit of winning?

Mindset is so important!

He looked at his current hand, which was a spade "5" and a spade "6,"

arguably a completely worthless hand.

But at this point on the table, there was already a spade "10" and a spade "Q".