During the day, the two of them rested in the hotel, conserving their energy.
As night fell, neon lights ignited the city’s hustle and bustle—perfect for the nightlife.
Jindi—one of the three legally licensed casinos in City A—belonged to the Jufeng Group, just like its counterparts, Yinmei and Tongkui. It was a paradise for gamblers and speculators alike!
Once again, Jiang Fuyue donned a mask, disguising herself as a man. This time, she even wore a suitable wig, making a cap unnecessary.
Liu Sisi, on the other hand, was dressed in a striking red dress with a bold and seductive makeup look. Her icy complexion and cool demeanor made her breathtakingly beautiful.
Arm in arm, they entered the casino—a dashing man and a stunning woman, a perfect match.
At this moment, they were whispering flirtatious banter to each other—
Liu Sisi: “The buyer we’re looking for is here?”
Jiang Fuyue: “Mm.”
“Who? I don’t see anyone.”
“Of course, you can’t see them just yet. We need to use some tricks to lure them out.” Jiang Fuyue placed a cigarette between her lips, then casually brushed Liu Sisi’s cheek. With a hint of amusement in her tone, she said, “Go to the counter and exchange $600,000 in chips.”
Liu Sisi’s cheeks flushed red, her eyes shimmering with emotion. “Alright.”
She quickly returned with the chips, a waiter following behind her with a tray. The waiter carefully set the chips in front of Jiang Fuyue. “Sir, your chips.”
Jiang Fuyue casually picked up one and tossed it to him. “For you.”
The waiter beamed with joy, bowing repeatedly in thanks.
The two strolled deeper inside. The grand casino hall was dazzling, filled with gamblers of all kinds—some radiating excitement, others looking utterly dejected. A vivid display of human fortunes played out before them.
Young women dressed as deer girls weaved through the crowd, offering drinks and snacks, hoping for small tips in return.
The casino offered a wide range of gambling options, from slot machines to Dragon Tiger battles, from Texas Hold’em to Russian roulette. Even simple high-low bets were available, catering to different tastes and cultural preferences.
Compared to twenty years ago, there were many new variations.
Jiang Fuyue wasn’t particularly skilled at gambling, but that didn’t stop her from picking up tricks on the spot.
The simplest game in the outer ring of the casino was dice shaking.
Because the bets were relatively small and the rules easy to understand, many players gathered around. All eyes were fixed on the electronic display above the gambling table, which revealed the total of the three dice in each round.
If the sum was 10 or lower, it was considered “small”; if it was 11 or above, it was “big.”
Each time the dice were rolled, the dealer simply pressed a button on the table, triggering an automatic shaking mechanism. The resulting numbers were displayed electronically, and players placed their bets before the dice stopped moving.
There was also a rare outcome known as “triple,” where all three dice showed the same number. In this case, regardless of whether a player bet on “big” or “small,” the casino won. This was known as “triple sweep.”
However, players could also bet on a specific triple, such as “three ones.” While the standard payout for big or small bets was 1:1, the odds for a correct triple bet were an astonishing 1:150. In other words, betting $10,000 and winning a triple would yield $1.5 million!
Of course, most people lost their $1,000 bets, and the dream of winning $150,000 remained just that—a dream.
Jiang Fuyue observed the display for a while before smiling faintly. She took nearly half of the chips from Liu Sisi’s tray and nonchalantly placed them on the “small” bet.
That was a staggering $300,000 bet.
Most players wagered only a few thousand at the outer tables. Those with over ten thousand in chips typically preferred the inner hall, where games had much higher payout rates.
Jiang Fuyue’s bold move left the crowd speechless. Even the dealer swallowed nervously. “Sir, are you sure about this bet?”
Jiang Fuyue arched an eyebrow. “Of course. Bets are final.”
She was so quick that Liu Sisi had no time to stop her. Her eyes widened in shock, her lips parted slightly as if she had just witnessed something terrifying—that was an entire crate of cash turned into chips!
Jiang Fuyue merely shrugged, her demeanor relaxed as if she had just thrown away a handful of grass instead of money.
“Just playing around, testing the waters,” she said.
The other gamblers placed their own bets, but their eyes kept darting toward the strikingly handsome man who had just made such a reckless wager.
“So good-looking, yet such a fool!”
At that moment, the dice-shaking mechanism stopped. The display revealed—
1, 3, 4. Small!
Gasps erupted throughout the crowd.
The dealer pushed $600,000 worth of chips toward Jiang Fuyue, maintaining a professional smile. “Congratulations, sir!”
Amidst the murmurs of astonishment and envy, Liu Sisi swiftly gathered all the chips into the tray, as if afraid Jiang Fuyue would gamble them all away again.
From $600,000 to $900,000—turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.
With fresh $900,000 chips in hand, they followed a casino attendant into the inner hall.
“Wow! He won $300,000 in one go?! And in US dollars!”
“Is he not afraid of losing?”
“He looks so confident… could he be a professional gambler?”
Ignoring the gossip, Jiang Fuyue curved her lips slightly. She wasn’t a gambling master, nor did she consider herself an expert. She simply had strong math skills, quick mental calculations, and a solid understanding of probability theory and statistics.
There’s no such thing as relying solely on luck in gambling.
Just like investing in stocks—buyers analyze financial statements, evaluate corporate assets, and make informed decisions.
Dice rolling followed the same principle. Blindly relying on luck or intuition was no different from a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse—pure coincidence!
She had spent time analyzing the trends before making her move. If she had still lost, she would have questioned the entire field of probability statistics.
As before, Jiang Fuyue didn’t rush into placing bets in the inner hall. Instead, she wandered around, observing the games.
Meanwhile, in an extravagant office on the second floor of the casino, a refined-looking man furrowed his brows as he held a phone to his ear. His fingers suddenly froze. “Three hundred thousand dollars?”
“Yes, young master. One of the outer tables just recorded a $300,000 bet.”
“Dice rolling?”
“Yes. The player wagered $300,000 on a single roll.”
“Interesting… Keep an eye on them. Send me the surveillance footage.”
“Understood.”
…
The inner hall was vastly different from the outer ring. Instead of chaotic noise and cigarette smoke, the space was more refined, quieter, and less crowded. There were also private rooms catering to high-stakes players, featuring games like Russian roulette.
After a period of observation, Jiang Fuyue finally stopped at a Dragon Tiger table.
Dragon Tiger was straightforward—each side was dealt one card, and the higher value won.
Players could bet on “Dragon” or “Tiger,” both with 1:1 odds. Betting on a “Tie” had a 1:10 payout.
Once again, Jiang Fuyue placed half of her chips on “Tie.”
Liu Sisi looked at her in shock. Jiang Fuyue simply shrugged. “First time playing—go big or go home.”
Despite her relaxed demeanor, she had calculated that the “Tie” outcome had a roughly 20% probability after thirty consecutive rounds without one.
Gambling wasn’t just about luck—it was about probability.
More importantly, she wasn’t here to win money.
She was here to find the buyer.
