Chapter 290: Amazing net worth

Why is it obviously plum blossom ten, but the golden silk man thinks it is Q, this is all Ye Luo's little trick.

In a casino, don't think about the cards you see, regardless of whether you have mind reading or not, it's all dangerous.

Ye Luo looked at Plum Blossom Ten, but his mouth read it as Q, purely to mislead others, and he didn't want to really catch a fish.

And Jin Si Nan caused a tragedy because he regarded him as a rookie.

"Well, did we win?"

Bai Meiyu was a little confused, she didn't know how to be big until now, but when she saw the reaction of the other two people, she felt that her side should win.

"Of course!"

Ye Luo was already fluttering, originally he just wanted to have fun and have fun playing two games, but he didn't expect such a gain.

It's really unintentionally planted in the willows!

"Three hundred and twenty-two million seven hundred and fifty thousand?"

"Of course, it's all on the table!"

"Then we sent it?"

"Of course!"

Bai Meiyu was a little dumbfounded, good guy, this earned 300 million in less than an hour in the casino, not to mention the bank, even the money printing machine is not so fast, right?

“congratulation！”

The old man and the red-haired woman congratulated Ye Luo, at this time they no longer thought that Ye Luo was a rookie, they were obviously pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!

Before Ye Luo came, Jin Si Nan had been winning, and now that he was good, he went back and took more than 100 million.

The two who lost did not lose without losing it, and the Arab family looked like they were selling oil at home, and they were still smiling after losing more than 100 million. Another golden silk man is not bad for money, but he is angry about losing in gambling skills.

Except for giving the casino a million, the rest goes to Ye Luo.

Reached out and took the four checks, flicked them, cool!

As for the next round, the fool will continue! Take it when you see it! Don't believe in any luck or something, if you are not satisfied, then you are likely to lose back.

You know, at the gaming table, there are no winning generals.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

Jin Si Nan looked at Ye Luo earnestly, looking forward to him saying which apprentice of the God of Gambling he was, so that he would not be wronged if he lost.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce! I'm a singer, and I'll be a guest at a concert here tomorrow, so if you're interested, you can come!"

"Oh, buy it!"

Not only the golden silk man, but also the others were also surprised, and in the end they could only sigh Ye Luo's good luck and something like that.

At this time, the manager had already converted Ye Luo's chips into a check and handed it to him.

Although the check was good, Ye Luo was still afraid that something would go wrong, so he directly asked the manager and the other two to transfer money to him. Because if you go out and find that you can't redeem it, wouldn't it be a waste of joy!

Although reluctant, for the sake of Ye Luo's sincerity, the three of them still smoothly transferred the money to Ye Luo's account on the computer.

When he called the Swiss bank, when the customer service told him that he had received 300 million new funds, Ye Luo was relieved.

"Welcome back!"

Seeing that Ye Luo was leaving, the manager bent down to send him off.

Next time, no!

Ye Luo is ready not to set foot in the casino for half a step in this life, which can easily lose the family property.

In retrospect, it was extremely dangerous! Not the golden man, but Arabia, if he appeared Fullhouse, then the loser would have become himself.

150 million, isn't it going to hurt yourself to death?

"Arlo, you won 300 million?"

Things in the casino were the fastest-circulating, and soon the news of "an Asian man winning $300 million" spread.

You must know that in the United States, this kind of quick fortune is the most sought after, and none of these gamblers in the field have this purpose.

Deliberately fueled by the casino, soon, everyone knew.

When Zhang Guorong and McJiewen heard this, they hurried to find Ye Luo, because according to the description, the Asian was likely to be him.

"Real brother, Lord Wang, he won 300 million!"

Bai Meiyu finally came out of the stupid wood, and when she saw Zhang Guorong, she began to shout to vent her emotions.

"What? Is it really 300 million?"

Hearing Bai Meiyu's words, Mai Jiewen's eyes almost fell out, which was too shocking. Even Zhang Guorong, who has never cared about money, was full of shock, Ye Luo earned more than he had earned in his life in this hour.

"That, I don't want to either, it's like this accidentally!"

Ye Luo spread his hands and said helplessly. It's just that he doesn't know that he looks very underwhelmed like this.

"Wow, little prince, I love you to death!"

Ye Luo's dick look, fascinated Mai Jiewen three times, as soon as he was excited, he pounced, and then kissed him wildly, fortunately, there was no kiss.

"Sister Wen! Sister Wen, calm down!"

There are still people here, and his group will be surrounded immediately, Ye Luo doesn't want to be a monkey.

Several people who reacted hurriedly hugged Ye Luo back to the upstairs suite, and then asked him to tell him about the whole process of winning money.

"Little prince, you really have the guts!"

After listening to Yello's rough description, McJiewen was also afraid of him, if there was a Fullhouse in Arabia, then he would lose more than 150 million, or dollars!

"This, it's all luck!"

Ye Luo finally believed that he was the protagonist's aura this time, and he was full of luck!

"Can you show us your account balance?"

Mai Jiewen looked at Ye Luo expectantly, and Zhang Guorong was also quite curious.

"Well, okay, but don't tell anyone!"

Ye Luo thought about it, let's take a look, to be honest, he didn't mean to show off.

"Seventy-one million five hundred seventy five thousand four hundred seventy-six!

McJiewen glanced at the numbers displayed in his notebook and collapsed on the couch, which was really scary.

"Arlo, this shouldn't be all yours, right?"

Zhang Guorong still knows a little about Ye Luo's income, because all Ye Luo's secrets are open to Mui Yanshu.

"These are all foreign income, as for the domestic ones, they are deposited in the major banks in the mainland!"

At first, Ye Luo wanted to store all of them in China, but then he thought that he was not as good as Swiss banks in terms of capital mobilization, and the system at this time was not perfect, so he was not very relieved.

"Don't you get 100 million dollars?"

"Not really!"

The domestic sales are very strong, but the price is low, so there is too much difference with foreign countries, and it is only about 200 million yuan so far, and he didn't look at the specifics.

"Still not satisfied? I'm just over 600 million now! How many companies do you have?"

Zhang Guorong is not good at management, and sometimes he doesn't get paid for making movies, and he acts in friendship, so that his income is not as good as that of juniors such as Liu Dehua and Guo Fucheng.

"I'm all partial to money, 700 million out of more than 300 million just now, 100 million when the contract was renewed, and more than 100 million from the stock market, so my real album income is only more than 100 million US dollars. ”

It's obviously impossible to really get these money from album sales.