“……”

The waiter was stunned, what ...... What the?

Bai Nianxian didn't reply, he reached out and put the wine glass on the table, "No." ”

Only then did the waiter retreat with suspicion, this attitude ...... Is it really a partner?

The reporter soon arrived, almost stuffing the entire casino underneath, and the entourage next to him glanced at the time, and then said solemnly: "Everyone, there are only 15 minutes for the junior year, everyone please ask questions civilly, and refuse to answer personal questions." ”

Before the words fell, a reporter hurriedly asked, "Chu Shao, may I ask what you came to Las Vegas for this time?"

"Come and play," Chu Shao's thin lips pursed vodka, he raised his delicate eyebrows, and his voice was magnetic, "As we all know, Las Vegas is the most famous gambling city, since it is a person who loves to gamble, of course, it must be in the most suitable place to gamble, so as to be worthy of this gambling word." ”

His words were not light or serious, but what he said was impeccable, and the reporter couldn't find a flaw, so he had to ask again, "Then dare to ask, what is the relationship between you and Bai Shao?"

"Relationship?" Chu Shao's smile added to the corner of his eyes, and he shook his wine glass slightly, "Friends of life and death." ”

Bai Nianxian's face did not change, this sentence of life and death contains too many layers of meaning, and it is impossible for others to understand.

The reporters exploded, and after a few seconds, they immediately settled down again, "Chu Shao, dare to ask if you will take root and start a family in Las Vegas in the future?"

Chu Shao put down the wine glass, and he clasped his hands together, "I won't get married." ”

The reporter was surprised, "Why?"

"The country is so big, there are homes everywhere," the corners of Chu Shao's mouth outlined, "In the future, there will be a casino and a home, and you won't have to worry about having no place to sleep." ”

"Hahaha, what I thought about at the beginning was really open......"

"It's worthy of being a god of gambling, how can you become a god without this bit of courage?"

The reporters burst into laughter, but they didn't expect the God of Gamblers to have such a humorous side, and one of them hurriedly seized the burning atmosphere, "Chu Shao, your English name is Baron, right?"

The man didn't shy away from it, "Yes." ”

"Then do you know the Chinese definition of Baron, is it a baron?" the reporter saw him nod, and hurriedly took over the end of the conversation, "Baron, Nanjue, the same pronunciation, just one word difference, may I ask you to choose such an English name with ulterior motives, do you want everyone to hint at something? Or ...... Have you ever had a facelift?"

"Oh, it's such a coincidence?" Chu Shao frowned a little in annoyance, his eyes fell on the mirror not far away, and then he looked at the attendant beside him, "Go and ...... that"

His voice paused, and his entourage hurriedly reminded, "Chu Shao, it's called Mo Nanjue." ”

Chu Shao nodded his head clearly, "Oh, yes, it's him, go and bring all his information, everywhere you go, someone will bring it up, I want to see how similar I am to him." ”

The attendant stepped back in response, and in less than a minute, he walked up with a sorted Wen Jiàn folder.

Chu Shao stretched out his hand to take it, and he took out the top newspaper, which should be the latest report on Mo Nanjue so far, and the headline read-

[The strongest earthquake in Las Vegas in 20 years, the second young master of the Mo family, Mo Nanjue, and his wife sank to the bottom of the sea together, and there has been no news so far. 】

The time was four years ago in the winter.

Most of the large reports attached to the back are also made up by reporters.

Chu Shao seemed to be watching with relish, he flipped a few pages casually, and then raised a magnified photo to the reporter, "This, this is Mo Nanjue?"