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- "The banker has six points, the player has eight points, and the player wins!"
Following the dealer's shout, there were cheers or sighs from the gaming table. The little girl took back the chips with a smile. The chips in front of her had changed from dozens of euros to more than four hundred euros. Dick looked at the pitiful fifty euro chips left in front of him and smiled bitterly.
"Don't be sad, I'll buy you a drink." The little girl patted Dick's shoulder and said grandly, then took two drinks from the tray held by the bunny girl next to her, and gave one to Dick. I drank a cup of it with great taste.
Dick smiled bitterly and said thank you, and then he quickly realized - let alone drinks in a casino like this, red wine, food, cigarettes, etc. are all free, can this be considered a treat?
Seeing that Dick seemed to have little money in front of him, the little girl said kindly: "Why don't you bet one hundred and one hundred? It's only five euros. You can bet a lot more. I'll share it with you if I win."
Dick almost choked with anger. When had he ever been so frustrated? However, it is impossible for him to be familiar with such a little girl who is not yet 18 years old. Although the girl is well developed and does not look young at all
Pouting his lips, Dick saw that he couldn't do anything with the dozens of euros he had on hand, so he simply continued to press down on this table. Seeing that he had repeatedly made mistakes in judgment today, Dick didn't bother to analyze anything, and casually put The remaining fifty euros were all placed on Xian.
"Hey, I can actually read the cards." Dick was stunned for a moment, then picked up the two cards in front of him, flipped them over casually, and found a nine-point number. The banker's number was eight points, and the player won.
Seeing that his fifty euros turned into one hundred euros, Dick turned his head to look at the little girl proudly, and then saw the little girl holding a stack of chips in her hand and was frightened. Seeing Dick Turning to look at her, she patted her chest: "Fortunately, I was a step slower just now and didn't overwhelm the banker"
Dick shook his head and decided not to get along with this little girl any more. However, his luck seemed to be getting better. He got the right ones for the next few games in a row. When he changed to other tables to play other games, he also succeeded repeatedly. , more than an hour later, he actually slowly won back three to four thousand euros from one hundred euros.
"Four-four-three, eleven o'clock!"
Following the dealer's shout, there was a sound of envy around the gambling table. Dick watched proudly as the two thousand euros he had just pushed out turned into four thousand euros. He had indeed begun to make changes. He had already made continuous moves before. He got seven small ones, and then he pressed the big one, and the big one came out
Counting the chips in front of him, he found that there were already six or seven thousand euros. Dick turned around and looked in a good mood, and saw the little girl with a sad face. The chips in front of her had become empty. The last one just now A five-euro chip was also taken away by the dealer because it was the opposite of Dick's
"Ah, what's wrong? You lost everything? How pitiful, how about I lend you some chips first?" Dick looked at the other party's pitiful look and couldn't help but say something.
He didn't have any other bad intentions. He simply felt uncomfortable seeing the pitiful look of this little girl. However, he was used to speaking harshly. Although these words were purely out of good intentions, they seemed to sound strange to the other party's ears. It's like irony
"Don't be so proud!" the little girl said angrily, "You're just lucky. How about we take a gamble alone?"
Dick touched his chin. He felt that he could not be as knowledgeable as a little girl. Although his current physical age was only twenty-four, his mental age was almost forty, so he was naturally very calm: "Yes, I don't What kind of gambling skills do you havebut do you still have gambling capital?"
The little girl snorted proudly, then raised her hand, and immediately a well-dressed middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked over quickly and asked in a low voice: "Miss, do you have any orders? "
"Go and open a separate gambling room. I want to bet with this gentleman." The little girl said.
The middle-aged man looked at Dick with some embarrassment, and then whispered: "Miss, you can't open a separate gambling room casually"
"I want to drive now." The little girl said unhappily.
Seeing her serious face, the middle-aged man didn't dare to say anything more. The little girl turned to Dick: "What are you betting on? You can choose whatever you want, but you can only choose one thing."
Dick also saw it at this time. It seemed that this little girl's family background was really unusual. He was out to play anyway, so it was nothing to gamble with a pretty little girl. Then he thought about it and said: " Then let¡¯s stud.¡±
The little girl nodded, turned around and said to the middle-aged man: "Stud."
The middle-aged man nodded, and then left quickly. The little girl curled her lips and glanced at Dick: "I won't bully you Just use the chips in your hand as the upper limit. Whoever loses all will lose. "
¡°Won¡¯t there be any requirements if you lose?¡± Dick laughed.
"Do you want to bet on anything else?" The little girl opened her eyes wide.
"Well, isn't that what most novels sayif you lose, you have to do something for mewell, I've read too many entertainment novels." Dick said calmly. Spread your hands.
The little girl smiled. Originally, the lines on her face were relatively hard, a bit similar to those German women Dick had seen. But when she smiled, she suddenly began to look softer. The corners of her eyes were curved and the corners of her mouth were raised. .
"You're so interesting Well, actually I can't blame you for losing. After all, I want to bet with you. I can't force you to lose just for me to win." The little girl extended her hand to Dick generously: "I'm Charlotte Casiraghi, nice to meet you."
"Hello, Miss Casiraghi, my name is Dick, Chinese." Dick smiled and held Charlotte's hand.
"Just call me Charlotte In fact, I have noticed you these past few days. Ten thousand euros a day, and you leave after playing for four hours It can be seen that you are here just for fun." Charlotte said laughingly.
"There are a lot of people like me. After all, not everyone wants to come here to make a fortune." Dick smiled slightly: "Actually, I just came here for a vacation."
Charlotte thought for a while and suddenly asked: "Are you famous?"
Dick was stunned: "Why do you ask that?"
"Because these days, someone is always watching you." Charlotte stretched out her slender finger and clicked somewhere in the crowd at random: "For example, right now, there is someone who has been watching secretly. you."
Dick turned his head and looked, and then he saw a familiar face, and then he laughed: "Yes that guy is a reporter, he probably wants to get some news from me."
"What news?" Charlotte asked with a strange expression.
"In terms of football they probably think it is very inappropriate for a head coach to go to Monte Carlo for vacation during the winter break In their opinion, football coaches should watch videos every day, no A little leisure time can be considered a serious and responsible head coach. In fact, people are different," Dick said sarcastically, shrugging his shoulders.
"It turns out that my brother really likes to watch you coach football, but I don't watch much." Charlotte followed his example and shrugged her shoulders: "No wonder people have been observing you, you should be very famous."
"I am nothing in this place." Dick said disapprovingly. Indeed, in Monte Carlo, there are many billionaires, but they basically gamble in the distinguished boxes and will not come to this kind of place. From the lobby: "If you don't like footballwhat kind of sports do you usually like?"
"I like equestrian, and it feels so good to ride a horse. My father told me that when I turn 20, he will give me a purebred racehorse. I am so looking forward to that day." Charlotte said excitedly .
Dick was speechless again - giving away a purebred racehorse? It seems that this little girl's family is really not ordinary. Raising a horse is different from others. A multi-millionaire can own a yacht, but he may not be able to afford a purebred racehorse. Charlotte's father To be able to give such a gift, then her family no wonder such a little girl went to the casino to play, and there was a butler-like person following her.
"Miss, you're ready." The middle-aged man appeared at some point and whispered to Charlotte.
Charlotte jumped off the chair: "Come on, I want to see how lucky you are today!"
Dick smiled and followed.
Dick¡¯s luck today is indeed not bad.
In fact, he is not very good at playing Stud. The most he can do is to grasp the psychology and be relatively accurate. His other skills can be said to be a mess. However, he is lucky and can always get good cards. He also encountered two enemy cards - ¡ªThere was a hand in which Charlotte had three of a kind, and he happened to be assimilating. Charlotte got the full house, but bumped into his flush
Looking at the empty chips in front of her, Charlotte pursed her lips: "Well, you are lucky todaybut I will definitely win tomorrowwill you come again tomorrow?"
"Basically, I will show up before January 10th." Dick smiled, and then took the check that the middle-aged man cashed for him: "Today is justJust for fun, I don't want to win your money Well, if you are still here tomorrow, I will send you a small gift to express my apology. "
Looking at Dick¡¯s leaving figure, Charlotte curled her lips.
"Miss, your father will be dissatisfied if you gamble with strangers at will." After Dick left, the middle-aged man whispered.
"Don't worry, it's just for fun. This guy is very interesting. It seems he doesn't care about the money Besides, he is a football coach and not some other lawless person. There will be no problem." Charlotte He shook his head and replied.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then said: "I just observed that he really doesn't know how to gamble, he is just a simple tourist, and I seem to know this person. If you said he is a football coach, I will remember it." , he is now the head coach of the German club Borussia Dortmund, and was previously the head coach of the Spanish Atletico Madrid Club. He just went to Germany this summer.¡±
"You actually know everything? It seems he is very famous." Charlotte said nonchalantly, and then yawned: "It's really annoying. I originally wanted to win some pocket money, but I met this interesting guy ¡I can repay whatever I want for my loss today, so you don¡¯t have to fill in the blank for me, Uncle Black.¡±
The middle-aged man Blake smiled bitterly. He couldn't help this young lady's hobby. She obviously relied on fashion photos and no longer had to ask for pocket money from her family at the age of fifteen. She also liked to win some small money in the casino - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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