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At this moment, outside a VIP gambling hall in the Golden Mountain Casino, the central air conditioning was blasting and the cold air was more than enough, but the casino’s lobby manager, Howard Zhao, was still drenched in sweat. He was anxiously calling his boss, Goldtooth, reporting on the situation inside the casino.
"Go—Goldtooth, that David Yu is a total freak. Ever since he showed up today, something’s been off—he hasn’t lost once! He’s already won three months’ worth of our casino’s profits! We’ve sent in all our people, one after another, but none of them can handle him!" Howard Zhao sobbed into his phone, nervously gulping and speaking carefully to Goldtooth on the other end.
"Damn it! You keep him there—don’t let him slip away! I’ll be back with Nick Carter as soon as possible! I want to see for myself what kind of trick David Yu is playing!" Goldtooth hissed over the phone.
"Understood, I’ll do my best to stall him!" Howard Zhao replied, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Meanwhile, inside a luxurious VIP hall in the Golden Mountain Casino, David Yu was lounging on a leather sofa with his legs crossed, squinting as he puffed on a Cuban Havana cigar. Next to him sat a bowl of turtle soup, and beside that, a table piled high with chilled, exotic fruits. This guy knew how to enjoy himself—placing bets leisurely, sipping turtle soup, snacking on icy fruit, and savoring his cigar. He looked absolutely at ease.
But the middle-aged male dealer sitting across from him wasn’t nearly as relaxed. This dealer was a top-tier professional, headhunted by Goldtooth from the prestigious Lisboa Casino in Macau—he was considered the 'treasure of the house' at Golden Mountain Casino. After all the other dealers had been wiped out by David Yu, it was up to him to take the reins. But even he couldn’t catch a break; he was losing so badly he was nearly falling off his chair. Like Howard Zhao, sweat was pouring down his forehead, and his black dealer’s uniform was soaked through. He’d tried every trick in the book, even used high-tech cheating devices, but David Yu still left him in the dust.
The pile of chips in front of David Yu kept growing higher and higher. Among the staff at Golden Mountain Casino, only Longhair had a clue what was really going on—everyone else was scared out of their wits, wishing Goldtooth and Nick Carter would hurry up and drag this bad-luck god David Yu off to some dark corner and finish him off! If David Yu kept winning like this, the casino might have to shut down, and everyone would lose their cushy jobs!
After getting Goldtooth’s instructions, Howard Zhao felt a lot more at ease. He started directing the security staff to clear out the casino, hustling the gamblers out as quickly as possible under the excuse of 'urgent internal maintenance.' The guests sensed something was off and obediently left. In less than half an hour, the huge Golden Mountain Casino was empty—except for David Yu, who was still 'blissfully unaware' in the VIP hall, gambling away.
But not long after the gamblers had cleared out, Howard Zhao walked into the VIP hall and shot the dealer a look, signaling him not to panic.
Unexpectedly, David Yu just happily took a sip of turtle soup, popped a chilled grape into his mouth, glanced at his mountain of chips, and grinned with satisfaction. He rubbed his big bald head and muttered to himself, "Alright! I’ve had enough fun for today! Time for me to go home and get some rest!"
As he spoke, he pulled out his phone. Seeing this, Howard Zhao’s heart skipped a beat—he knew something was up. He hurried over, nodding and bowing with a forced smile, and carefully asked, "Mr. Yu, is there anything you need? Just say the word and I’ll handle it!"
"Oh! No need. I’m bored of gambling for today, don’t want to play anymore. Now I just want to cash out my chips. I’ve won so much, I need to call my boys over to help me carry the money! You don’t need to help me with that—hehe!" David Yu smirked, rubbing his bald head while dialing Shawn Young’s number on his phone.
"Uh—Mr. Yu, are you unhappy with our service? I can improve right away! You’re on such a lucky streak—don’t you want to keep playing?" Howard Zhao was getting desperate. He knew if David Yu walked out with all those winnings, he’d be in serious trouble!
"Hehe—your service is fine, I’m just bored of gambling for today! I’m heading home to rest, and I’ll be back tomorrow!" David Yu said, standing up while dialing Shawn Young’s number. He followed Shawn’s plan, saying, "Hey! Shawn, send someone over to help me carry the cash!"
With that, David Yu squinted at his mountain of chips, beaming. He grabbed a big handful and handed them to Howard Zhao. "Here, Manager. Your service was pretty good—this is your tip."
Howard Zhao panicked and waved his hands. "Mr. Yu, I don’t want a tip—I just hope you’ll stay and keep gambling!"
"Oh, keep playing? Nah, I’m tired. I need a bath, then maybe find a pretty young thing to celebrate with—have some fun! Life’s short, gotta enjoy it, you know? Hehe!" David Yu leered at Howard Zhao, winking suggestively.
"Fun for you, misery for me! Damn it!!" Howard Zhao cursed inwardly, itching to punch David Yu’s smug face. But, determined to keep David Yu around, he forced a smile and said, "Mr. Yu, could you do me a little favor and keep playing a bit longer?"
"Ugh—I already said I’m done gambling. Now I want women, I want some action! What, you’re not letting me leave? Does Golden Mountain Casino have a rule against letting winners walk out?! Huh?" David Yu squinted at Howard Zhao, bluntly challenging him.
"No, no, that’s not what I meant! I just sincerely hope you’ll stay and keep playing. Since you want women instead of gambling, how about this: we offer deluxe suites with entertainment. If you want company, I’ll arrange a pretty girl for you—or two, or three! Guaranteed to make you comfortable! How about it?" Howard Zhao cursed inwardly but kept up his careful flattery.
"Oh? Didn’t expect a big-shot casino manager like you to be running girls too! Haha, interesting! You’re so sincere, I’ll do you a favor and go enjoy your deluxe suite. But I’ve already called my two boys over—they eat with me, so I can’t leave them out. How about you bring over a few more pretty girls as a reward for my guys? Hehe—"