My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Everyone looked at the pointer on the Russian turntable with a dull expression, and took a breath, eyes filled with amazement.

This is also ok?

This is too lucky, can you win the prize if you ask casually?

Everyone around looked at Ye Chen with a fierce look, with envy in their eyes, but then thought that Ye Chen had only invested a dollar, and everyone began to gloat again.

"Hit the jackpot?"

Xiang'er next to Ye Chen was also stunned, looking at the turntable with a stunned look, her head was a little dizzy, but at any rate the maid trained in the casino, her face was much calmer than the gamblers around, but The look in Ye Chen's eyes was full of splendor.

Standing behind, Shi Dong was also dumbfounded, as if he had seen a ghost, and said in disbelief, "This is a good luck."

Thinking that Shi Dong would bet ten and nine loses in the casino, Ye Chen said that he could bet on any number. This is great luck.

Ye Chen heard a faint smile at the corner of his mouth when he heard the exclamations from around.

Since he was promoted to Xiantian, his control of Yuanli has been perfect, and he unconsciously used Yuanli to control the Russian turntable. For him, it should not be too easy. There is no problem with which number he wants to switch to.

luck? My brother relies on strength.

"Excuse me, I seem to have made a bet."

Ye Chen showed a humble smile on his face and said with a smile.

The corner of the dealer's mouth twitched, his eyelids twitched, and he whispered softly: "The magnification is fifty times, and the ante is one yuan, for a total of fifty yuan."

After speaking, the croupier took out fifty yuan from him and handed it to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took the money and said to Xiang'er with a smile: "This Russian turntable is so simple, you just won the bet."

Got a bet casually?

The gamblers around were so angry that they almost vomited blood.

"Boy, it's just a good fortune. There is a way you can continue to bet. If you can bet, I will give your last name."

A gambler not far from Ye Chen looked at Ye Chen and said unconvinced.

Although the probability of winning a bet is a bit low, it is barely acceptable to them, but these old gamblers don't believe it if they win twice in a row.

"I remember you just said that if I win the bet, you will eat the weight in your hand?"

Ye Chen said with a smirk: "Don't talk so full, be careful to run your head."

"Boy, are you scared?" The gambler sneered and said arrogantly.

"If you are just talented, it must be luck. Once you are lucky, it is impossible for the gambling **** to come twice."

The gamblers around also came back to their senses, and started talking noisily.

Ye Chen turned around and looked at Xiang'er with a smile, and said, "Xiang'er, you say another number."

Xianger hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "45."

"Then press No. 45 this time, 51 yuan, all."

With a smile on Ye Chen's face, he put fifty yuan on the table.

As if the gamblers around did not believe in evil, they pressed their numbers one after another. The croupier coughed and turned the dial.

As soon as the turntable stopped, everyone was sluggish, and even the croupier looked unbelievable.

He was wrong again, and the pointer of the turntable was pointed at No. 45.

"how can that be."

The gamblers around looked at Ye Chen with a dull expression as if they had seen a ghost.

You turned the Russian turntable and you guessed it twice in a row. This is the **** of gamblers.

"How is it possible, this time it should be transferred to number 60, how could it be number 45."

The croupier's face suddenly became gloomy, and he had to say it subconsciously. Fortunately, he stopped in time, and shouted depressed in his heart.

As a bookmaker, cheating is common in order to prevent the casino from losing money. Controlling the Russian turntable is very common in all casinos. Otherwise, how could the casino have such a high profit?

But he obviously controlled the turntable and stopped at No. 60, how could he stop at No. 45? Is the machine broken?

Thinking of this, the croupier is in a bad mood. If the table he controls loses money, he will be punished by the casino as the banker. If he loses too much, he will not have a good fruit.

"Sorry, I hit again."

Ye Chen looked at the dealer with a smile and said, "The ante is 51 yuan, 50 times, it should be 2550 yuan."

The croupier gritted his teeth and handed Ye Chen a wad of red banknotes with a gloomy expression.

Ye Chen took out a few red tickets from inside, stuffed them in Xiang'er's hand, and said with a chuckle: "Xiang'er, you are really my lucky star tonight."

Xiang'er was shocked, then a happy smile appeared on her face.

Just when everyone was surprised, the gambler who had just bet left in grief, Ye Chen didn't care, his target tonight was Boss Cao, he hadn't had time to compete with these gamblers.

"Xiang'er, which number do you want to press this time?"

Ye Chen asked casually with a smile.

"Fifteenth." Xianger said a number casually.

"Tonight, you are my goddess of luck, you will listen to everything."

Ye Chen smiled lightly, and threw the two thousand yuan in his hand on the table: "The fifteenth, two thousand yuan."

There was a glimmer in the eyes of some savvy gamblers around, and they lost some chips and put them on the fifteenth. Some gamblers didn’t believe that Ye Chen could hit three times in a row. They competed with him and chose another number. .

The croupier wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, pressed the starter on his hand, and prayed secretly, don't point to the fifteenth.

But things backfired. When the turntable stopped, the pointer stopped on the fifteenth.

The dealer's face suddenly turned pale, his body softened and he almost collapsed to the ground.

What kind of situation did he hit three times in a row?

The croupier wanted to smash the Russian turntable immediately. So many people followed Feng Ye Chen on the 15th, and he suffered a terrible loss this time.

The eyes of some gamblers around Ye Chen suddenly became hot. Starting with a dollar, they gambled three times, every time, and they were all at fifty times the magnification. This method is simply subverted. Their imagination.

The croupier exchanged the money with a pale face, and those who won the prize naturally looked excited, while those who didn't won the prize looked upset.

When Xiang'er hesitated to say a number, everyone around followed Ye Chen and pressed a number.

The dealer felt black in front of him and almost fell to the ground. His face was extremely pale, and big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

With so many people adding Ye Chen's ante, it would add up to millions of dollars. If it really made them guess, it would be 50 times more than 50 million.

If the casino loses this fifty million in his hands, he is estimated to be in the wilderness the next day.

The croupier swallowed his throat and quickly took out a mobile phone from his body. Taking advantage of a few gamblers betting, he turned around, whispered what was happening here, then turned around and looked at his face. The gambler who was looking forward to cry was so scared that he dared not press the turntable starter in his hand.

I have provoke someone, why are you relying on my table, please, change the table.

The croupier was so depressed, he almost knelt down to Ye Chen on the spot.