Chapter 310 Playing Big

Ye Sihai's joining made the game intense.

The first person to be eliminated was naturally the Vice President.

The second one was the fat man that Ye Sihai had attacked.

At this point, the entire VIP room was already silent.

Everyone was concentrating on the gambling table.

Even Robert and Gambido were attracted.

The chips in front of Ye Sihai experienced ups and downs.

He lost 200 million out of 300 million.

When there was only 100 million left, he won back 100 million.

Now it's about 230 million.

The other three were evenly matched, and they were probably above 300 million US dollars.

Just when the dealer was about to continue the gambling.

"Please wait a moment."

Ye Sihai spoke directly.

He glanced at the remaining three players with a smile, and said lightly:

"Three, it's getting late, why don't we play something exciting?"

The three people were stunned at the same time.

The others all looked at Ye Sihai.

A person asked in a muffled voice:

"Young man, how do you want to play?"

Ye Sihai smiled lightly and reached out to take out his UBS platinum card.

At least half of the people present gasped.

Especially those suitors of Claire, their faces turned black.

It turns out that this kid is a hidden talent.

This level of UBS platinum card is only issued to one type of people.

That is the super rich.

I originally thought he was a playboy from a certain oriental family.

Unexpectedly, he is a first-generation entrepreneur.

Robert was so excited that he almost jumped up and down.

This guy just likes to watch Ye Sihai show off.

He always feels that watching Ye Sihai show off is more exciting than himself.

In the words of the Orientals, Bruce is... bad!

That's right.

That's the word.

Ye Sihai gently placed his platinum card on the gambling table:

"It's getting late, and there are not many people here. I'll take out another 100 million. Let's decide the winner in one bet. How about that?"

Boom! !

Everyone in the entire gambling hall was stunned.

Even the bunny girls could hardly hold the trays in their hands.

Gambido was also stunned.

To be honest, his club only has one or two bets like today in a year.

Usually, most players put in 10 or 20 million, and there are even 5 million.

Super-rich people treat this as a pastime, not a family business.

And now all the chips have reached 1.3 billion US dollars.

Oh my God.

This is probably going to break his record.

The dealer's hands were a little convulsed.

He stared at Ye Sihai blankly, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The other three players looked at each other.

To be honest, Texas Hold'em is not fun at all when played like this.

Pure gambling.

It doesn't fit their status, personality, and level.

But...!

How exciting is this?

The three of them made up their minds at the same time.

Bet!

I heard that Ye Sihai made a big scene, and even Chris Morgan was alarmed.

The old guy walked in with a cigar in his mouth.

Wherever he went, everyone stood up and greeted him.

Even the dealer stood up and bowed slightly to Chris.

Only Ye Sihai sat still.

This scene shocked many people.

Those suitors of Claire were completely scared.

Damn it.

Fortunately, fortunately.

This oriental boy is not someone we can mess with.

Didn't you see that he doesn't even take Mr. Chris seriously?

Haven't you heard enough about the mysterious oriental legend?

The other party's family must be the kind of secret oriental family that has been passed down for thousands of years, right?

We call it a consortium.

How tacky it sounds.

They are called clans, which sounds very noble.

Although Westerners look down on Orientals from the bottom of their hearts, these guys are extremely envious and yearning for the ancient culture and history of the East.

After all, they are not ignorant fools deceived by the media.

The history of the world is there. The great Eastern country is the only one that has not been broken for five thousand years.

It stood at the top of the world for two thousand years, and then declined in modern times.

But now, it is rising again.

"Bruce, I asked you to play for me, but I didn't ask you to show off?"

Chris seemed to be in a good mood.

Ye Sihai stood up directly:

"No, you come, I'm sleepy and I'm going to go back to sleep."

Robert...!

Gambido...!

Nicholas...!

Fatty...!

Everyone was crazy.

Only Claire covered her mouth and smiled softly.

Chris took two steps back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

"You play, I'll watch the fun."

Everyone's heart was getting more and more angry.

What is your relationship?

Could it be that this oriental boy is really going to marry Claire?

The dealer's forehead was slightly sweaty.

He quietly signaled a bunny girl next to him to bring him a towel.

After wiping his face, the dealer regained his composure.

"Everyone, do you need to prepare anything else?"

Ye Sihai glanced at the other three people and pushed all the chips in front of him out:

"Let's start!"

The white man who was next to him did not say anything and followed suit.

The two people who were next to him looked at Ye Sihai.

Then they looked at each other.

They pushed their chips out at the same time.

The clattering sound was extremely loud and crisp.

On the gambling table, there were a total of 1.3 billion US dollars in chips.

Claire couldn't help but whistle, then with a sweet smile on her face, she quickly hugged Ye Sihai's arm:

"Honey, you must win."

Ye Sihai...!

Hahaha, haha ​​you big head ghost?

He couldn't refute the other party's face, so he could only agree vaguely.

Robert stared at Ye Sihai with a strange look, and his heart was roaring wildly.

Bruce, you bastard.

You are hypocritical on the surface.

How long have we not seen each other?

You actually hooked up with Claire?

Where is your previous reserve?

Where is your fiancée?

Chris's eyes also fell on Ye Sihai.

He did not hide the admiration in his eyes.

And all those suitors of Claire sighed and felt hopeless.

Especially the guy who led the group, who was elegant and looked like he came from a famous family.

He sighed softly:

"What a desperate... opponent, Dawson, is he good at fishing?"

A man next to him said depressedly:

"How should I know? But this bastard broke the bluefin tuna sea fishing record last year, won a 200 million prize before, and wrote a song for Claire."

"Watt?"

"Fuck!"

"Is he also a musician?"

"Claire graduated from Berkeley, no wonder the two of them...!"

"My dear Miss Claire, she was seduced by a yellow monkey."

"Shh, you still dare to call him a yellow monkey?"

"Look, the gambling game has begun."