Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 275

After Casper had done exchanging his chips, he discovered that there were fewer people gambling on the first floor, while on the second floor there was a table full of people.

The structure here was similar to a shopping mall, with the first floor as the lobby, where one could see the ceiling of the building directly, and looking down from the railing on the second and third floors, one could see the whole first floor.

Casper ran up to the second floor and walked around with his chips before heading toward the table where Terrence and Eugene were seen.

Those at the table were playing pokers, in which he did not understand the rules as he only saw the game in movies. One would receive two trump cards, then took some money and followed the bet. They went all-in easily, and that looked handsome to him.

Casper watched them play for a while. Unlike Eugene’s arrogant face, those who were playing at the same table with him were full of sweat, and Terence who was standing behind Eugene was on cloud nine.

Casper tugged a man next to him. “What’s going on here?”

Taking a glance at Casper’s outfit, the man sneered and looked away, ignoring him.

The man’s action angered Casper. He then took out a chip and shouted, “Who can tell me what happened here, and the chip is yours.”

As expected, that statement had an immense effect. Immediately, a hand grabbed the chip. The owner of the hand smiled and said, “You may not know this but this two-finger guy is very powerful. There’s no limit in placing your bet while playing pokers at this table, and he won five million elsewhere by just betting a million. Now he’s competing with these tycoons.”

Upon hearing that, Casper secretly clicked his tongue. From a million to five million? That was fast!

Knowing that Casper was giving out chips, the man who ignored him a moment ago looked shocked while he took a look at the chip worth a hundred thousand. Unable to believe Casper was able to give out so much money, the man then snorted. “People who forge chips in the Horington gambling house will be beaten up and thrown out, and fingers will be mutilated if things are serious.”

Chips were the currency in a casino, and they could be exchanged anytime. There were games one could play with cash, but the majority of them chose to exchange chips. Not only it was more convenient than holding cash on hand, but the gambling house would also safeguard it on your behalf.

Unlike small gambling houses like the Dragon and Tiger Gang, which just made money from draws and giving out loans, a gambling house could consider one that made a lot of money if it had chips.

“My goodness! How about we take a gamble? We’re in a casino after all. Do you dare to take this challenge?” Casper said while pointing at the man.

The latter’s face sank, and he said arrogantly, “How dare you gamble with me? What else do you have besides these fake chips?”

With that said, some onlookers gathered and commented, “This doesn’t look like fake chips. If you insist on gambling, I can tell that the watch that he’s wearing is indeed the real thing, and it costs about ten thousand. That can be used as gambling money.”

When the man heard that Casper was wearing such an expensive watch, his face immediately fell. However, due to his pride, he had to take out ten chips worth a thousand each and said, “I’ll bet ten thousand!”

Casper directly led this man to the chip counter on the first floor, then handed his own chips to the person in charge to have them checked if they were real.

“Sir, you’ve just exchanged chips worth eight million here, how could we possibly give fake chips to you?” the man said respectfully.

Eight million? The people around were taken aback. He was indeed a tycoon.

Knowing that he had messed with the wrong person, the man who accepted Casper’s gamble paled visibly. He did not expect that he had really run into such a low-profile tycoon. The only thing he could do was to hand over the chips he was holding while apologizing.

Casper felt smug as he took the man’s chips worth ten thousand. Not that he intended to show off, but Eugene said that after he was found, he needed to create some chaos so that those people in the gambling house would feel that he was a nouveau riche and took the bait. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Not long after Casper casually played a few games and lost about half a million, a pretty lady in uniform approached him and whispered, “Sir, I wonder what you want to play here.”

Casper whistled. “There’s a lot that I want to play, are you okay with it?”

The pretty lady remained unfazed by Casper’s action. “It’s my pleasure if you like me. But I don’t think you’re here just for money, am I right?”

Casper responded. “Nonsense! Who didn’t come here for money? I’ve never gambled before. Thinking this is my first time here, I’ve just brought some pocket money. Little did I expect your gambling house only looks big, but actually plays small, the most is only around a million. This is so disappointing.”

Hearing what Casper had just said, a trace of greed flashed in the pretty lady’s eyes. “We can play something big too. It’s just that there are only very few businessmen like you here. Please follow me to the third floor.”

Casper nodded. “I’m not in a hurry. I’ll go up later. After all, I know nothing, so please let me watch for a while.”

Although the pretty lady was anxious to earn his money, she still maintained her smile. “Sure, sure! No problem! I’ll bring you around and introduce you to the rules of each station.”

Casper waved. “There’s no need for that. I’m just curious what’s happening with the table upstairs. It’s so exciting. Each round playing with these few cards is a million.”

That was the second thing Eugene instructed him to do. After attracting the people from the gambling house, what Casper had to do was sit at Eugene’s table. Regardless of what games they were playing, all he needed to do was to sit down and lose the money to Eugene.

“How to intentionally lose to you without being noticed?” Casper could not understand. “I don’t even know the rules.”

“You just have to play normally,” Eugene said confidently. “And the money will naturally come to me.”

Casper approached the table. At that moment, Eugene had chips worth six million in hand, and one person left the table, so Casper sat down naturally. A trace of panic flashed in the pretty lady’s eyes. She hurriedly went forward trying to stop Casper. “Do you want to play here? You are still a novice. You can’t play here.”

Casper threw his chips on the table. “What do you mean? Are you looking down on me? I want to play here. It’s not like I can’t afford to lose!”

The pretty lady apologized immediately before leaving quietly. She tucked her hair behind her ears, revealing a pair of earbuds and a microphone.

“Boss, he’s sitting at that cheater’s table.”

“Is that how you do your job? Get your ass up here!” A nasally male voice sounded. The lady’s expression changed drastically and went up to the third floor obediently.

In the monitoring room, an old man with gray hair was staring at the surveillance cameras, with five or six guys in black suits standing by the side.

“Did you find out where he came from?” the old man asked, referring to the one sitting opposite Eugene on the screen.

“I’ve checked it out. He is Casper Simpson and seems to be a student at Business University. He has a hotel worth ten million under his name, and the rest is still unclear, for the time is too short to find anything else.”

The old man nodded. “That’s enough. It must be a real moneymaker to have these assets at such a young age. I could’ve squeezed all the money from him, and yet he went to the cheater’s table!”

The mere mention of that made him very angry. It just so happened that the pretty lady who just attended Casper entered. The old man glared at her and smashed the cane in his hand directly on her body. “Useless idiot! What’s your use if you don’t even know how to seduce him?”

He vented his anger on her through the dozens of blows on her and ordered someone to carry the unconscious lady out when he was done.

“Boss, do you want us to go down and grab the cheater?” A man next to him suggested. The old man immediately glared at him. “Are you an idiot? You can’t even see how he cheated by watching the slow playback of the surveillance cameras, and you think you’re able to catch him just like that?”

“But our dealers won’t deal him such good cards since they’re our own people. He must’ve changed his cards.”

“Idiot! If you said so, everyone around will know that we cheat too!” The old man smashed his cane into the man’s face.