The King of Urban Mercenaries
Chapter 286 - 286 286 What's at Stake is Not Luck But Connections

286: Chapter 286: What’s at Stake is Not Luck, But Connections 286: Chapter 286: What’s at Stake is Not Luck, But Connections Royal Hotel, the entrepreneurs invited to the charity banquet had mostly gathered in the banquet hall, chatting in small groups.

However, as the news of a shocking billion-dollar gamble in the casino, which had been spread by someone unknown, reached the guests, they all shifted their attention toward the casino.

As the news spread, the number of people in the casino kept increasing, and the whispers among them became more frequent.

Yet, this didn’t impede the slightly eerie and cold atmosphere that was engrossed in the center of the crowd.

“Leader Gu, please wait a moment,” said Gu Lanzi, the seductive and graceful deputy leader with an air of aloof nobility, after obtaining consent from Fang Wenxi and Lin Fei.

She was about to act as the dealer and start dealing the cards.

However, just as Gu Lanzi had taken the playing cards, Fang Wenxi suddenly spoke up to stop her.

“Now that we’re starting the gamble, it would be best to lay out our stakes in advance.” Seeing everyone’s gaze fixed on him, Fang Wenxi’s lips curled into a slight smile as he looked directly at Lin Fei, “As everyone knows, our Fangxing Group has wholly acquired Meishilin, which is now under our umbrella.

If I lose, I will go back and sign the contract to transfer Meishilin, and I do have that authority.

But, Vice Minister Lin, shouldn’t you let me see your stake?!”

“You mean to say, you doubt I can come up with that ten billion?!”

“Mu Group can indeed bring out ten billion, but if I remember correctly, the President of Mu Group is not you, Vice Minister Lin, but our President Mu.”

Fang Wenxi was, after all, experienced in weathering storms and had taken over Fangxing Group on behalf of his father.

Although Lin Fei had forced him into disarray and onto the gambling table with his repeated assaults, Fang Wenxi keenly seized upon Lin Fei’s vulnerability after fully regaining his composure.

That was, he could represent Fangxing Group, which was well-known, but Lin Fei, who was attending such a high-society banquet for the first time and was not the actual controller of Mu Group, could not.

It was precisely this point that Fang Wenxi leveraged to directly challenge Lin Fei’s ability to honor the gambling agreement.

“We’re already married.

He can represent me,” interjected Mu Shanshan, who had been silent since Fang Wenxi’s arrival, just as the audience was whispering among themselves and Fang Wenxi thought he had turned the tables.

Although it was a simple sentence, it was enough to clarify her relationship with Lin Fei.

And it was enough to prove Lin Fei’s capability to fulfill the gambling agreement because she was—Mu Shanshan!

After Mu Shanshan spoke, there was a momentary stillness in the casino.

While many of the watching entrepreneurs had heard Lin Fei call Mu Shanshan wife, Lin Fei’s address was one thing, but Mu Shanshan’s own response was quite another.

As the President of Mu Group and the recognized business goddess of Zhonghai City, Mu Shanshan’s fame far exceeded that of Lin Fei, her nominal husband.

It was only because of the ten-billion gamble between Lin Fei and Fang Wenxi that the news of Mu Shanshan, the icy President, being married didn’t dominate the main discussion topic at the charity banquet.

“One thing at a time, after all, we’re not clear whether you two are truly married.

If Vice Minister Lin can’t prove his capability to fulfill his part of the bet, then there’s no need to proceed with this gamble.”

That Mu Shanshan would join Lin Fei in this wild venture was certainly beyond Fang Wenxi’s expectations.

However, to some extent, it also deepened Fang Wenxi’s animosity toward Lin Fei, his arch-enemy, enraging him even further and making him all the more unwilling to let Lin Fei off the hook.

“Wife, leave it to me.

Just wait to take over Meishilin,” Lin Fei declared, obviously not expecting Mu Shanshan, who was usually so indifferent and valued the Mu Group above all else, to intervene on his behalf.

Though surprised, this was still a good thing for him as it proved his significant place in Mu Shanshan’s heart.

After briefly reassuring Mu Shanshan with his words, Lin Fei stood up and looked at Gu Lanzi, “If you don’t trust me, little Fang, how about I transfer the ten billion into Leader Gu’s account first?

What do you say?”

“As long as Leader Gu has no objections, I have none.”

Among those present, Gu Lanzi, the authoritative deputy leader, was undoubtedly the most qualified to stand guarantee for their bet.

And since Lin Fei had implicitly insulted Gu Lanzi’s face earlier, Fang Wenxi naturally had no suspicions.

“Leader Gu—”

“Vice Minister Lin, my time is extremely valuable.

If you can’t transfer the money to my card within five minutes, I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

Gu Lanzi spoke before Lin Fei had a chance to say anything.

There was an unmistakable annoyance in her voice!

Of course she was annoyed.

Although there was a certain romantic involvement between the two, Lin Fei had not considered her, Leader Gu’s, feelings when introducing himself in front of Mu Shanshan, the ice-cold CEO.

Now, if Leader Gu were to show Lin Fei a pleasant face, it would truly be a miracle.

Obviously, the main reason was the one billion yuan—it was no trivial matter, and Leader Gu certainly had no need to join Lin Fei in his madness.

“Let me make a call.”

Seeing the hidden annoyance in Gu Lanzi, Lin Fei didn’t bother flirting with her for negotiations and simply took out his phone to call Xue Zhi.

After all, he, Lin Fei, could afford to cough up one billion yuan.

…

“I declare the winner is—Lin Fei of Mu Group.”

As Gu Lanzi, holding two decks of cards, made the announcement, Lin Fei won the billion-yuan bet without any suspense.

“Impossible, impossible, this can’t be…”

After the initial silence, Fang Wenxi, who had lost the bet, seemed to go mad and attempted to rush over to Gu Lanzi to see the cards.

“Mr.

Fang, are you doubting me?!”

Seeing Fang Wenxi lift his foot, Gu Lanzi immediately let out a sharp rebuke.

“I—wouldn’t dare, I have absolute trust in Leader Gu.” Originally somewhat distraught from losing the bet, Fang Wenxi, upon hearing Gu Lanzi’s sharp rebuke, sobered up significantly.

Regaining his composure, Fang Wenxi considered Gu Lanzi’s position and immediately shook his head in denial.

Although he denied it, the disbelief hidden in Fang Wenxi’s eyes and the fleeting murderous intent were enough to reveal that his actions did not match his words.

However, regardless of what Fang Wenxi was thinking, the fact that he had lost the bet had already been established.

It was because the two decks of cards dealt out and turned over by Gu Lanzi herself left him no choice but to accept the outcome.

As Fang Wenxi’s opponent, Lin Fei, just like him, had never touched or seen the cards from start to end.

Even if he wanted to recant and accuse Lin Fei of cheating, it would be futile.

Although Fang Wenxi and Lin Fei were the ones betting, because of Lin Fei’s suggestion, it was Gu Lanzi, the authoritative deputy leader, who controlled the entire game.

Having already lost Meishilin, and despite his unwillingness to accept it, Fang Wenxi obviously wouldn’t be foolish enough to openly question Gu Lanzi in such a gathering of celebrities—a move that would undoubtedly be suicidal…