After entering the finals, Chen Feiqimeng and Chen Song got together to discuss countermeasures.

"I've already revealed that I want to raise in the finals, and Hong Guang must be prepared, but I don't know if I can make up $500 million."

The final was about a $500 million raise, and Chen Song had to show 12 points of spirit.

If he wins, he will take a step to the sky, and the Hong Kong gambling community will respect him.

If he loses, Hongguang will become an existence that he looks up to from now on.

Whether it is gambling skills or capital, they have completely thrown him out of several positions.

There is no chance of defeating Hongguang in this life.

Several people are naturally full of confidence in Chen Fei's special function, and the question now is how to lure Hong Guang to the bait and accept a $500 million boost.

If everyone is too eager, with Hongguang's temperament, it is inevitable that they will be suspicious.

If the opponent doesn't call, it's a failure.

Chen Song walked back and forth in the living room, looking a little restless.

These days he has been so busy raising funds that he has neglected this crucial issue.

What to do?

There is only one day left until the final.

In another room in Hong Kong, Mr. Hong was discussing countermeasures with several aides.

"I didn't expect that the opponent in the boss final would be this little ghost, I should have sent someone to kill him if I knew it."

"This person suddenly appeared within a month, it's really strange, the time is too short, and there is no way to send someone to the mainland to check his heels, in short, the boss is still careful in the finals."

"What do you mean, do you think the boss can't handle him?"

Before Hong Guang could say anything, the two assistants quarreled first.

He waved his hand impatiently, stopping the two from arguing.

Hong Guang touched the handle of the crutch, a fine light flashed in his eyes from time to time, and only after a long time did he speak: "You don't have to worry about gambling skills, what I'm worried about is that Chen Song is looking for someone to release the rumor of raising in the final, is it true or false?" ”

"Boss, Chen Song has taken you as an opponent all his life, but unfortunately he has been defeated repeatedly, he is a lone throw! Now I can only pin my hopes on an alien boy. ”

"As long as the boss wins in this final, the sea and sky will be smooth from now on."

The assistant's sycophant made Hong Guang very useful, he thought for a while and then spoke: "Tomorrow's battlefield has not yet begun, another battlefield has already begun, I not only have to defeat Chen Song at the card table, but also completely defeat him psychologically." ”

"Come on, help me officially inform Chen Panasonic that I decided to add 100 million US dollars to see if he dares to follow? Hum! ”

After a while, the assistant came back, and he stood in front of Hong Guang with a complicated face, hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to speak.

Hong Guang asked with an unhappy face, "What's wrong?" Don't they dare to raise? I expected it to be like this, a bunch of big rats who don't have the guts. ”

The assistant replied hesitantly: "Boss, it's not like that, they agreed to raise, but ......"

"If you have something to say quickly, if you have a fart, do you still want to compare your family property with me?"

"This ...... Boss, they said that the $100 million raise was too little, which did not fit the identity of the gambling king. ”

Hong Guang stared, and the look of surprise in his heart was quickly hidden, and he deliberately pretended to be displeased and shouted: "How much do they want to raise?" ”

"200 million, US dollars, before the finals, someone will be asked to notarize on the spot, boss, could it be that they are playing tricks?"

Chen Song's counterattack really caused Hong Guang's doubts, he came to the floor-to-ceiling window with his cane, looked at the crowded street on the ground, and compared the strength of the two sides again in his mind.

Compared with funds, Chen Song is not as good as me;

Compared with gambling skills, that kid should be inferior to me;

I Hongguang debuted at the age of nineteen and became the gambling king of Hong Kong at the age of thirty.

A kid who just came from the mainland, there's no reason to beat me.

But where is Chen Song's confidence?

Why did he choose to raise?

Is it playing psychological warfare?

Hong Guang returned to the sofa with his cane, there was always a trace of doubt in his heart that he had not thought through, and the other people in the room did not dare to disturb Hong Guang's contemplation, and retreated one after another.

After a while, the assistant ran back in a panic, "Boss, they sent someone to send a war book, and the amount of the raise on it has changed again...... It's $300 million. ”

Hong Guang took the battle book, glanced at it roughly, and scolded angrily, "A group of eggless rats are playing tricks in front of me, and they really chose the wrong person." ”

I saw that there was a package under the war book, which contained a set of bright red women's clothes, and a note was pasted on it, and there was a sentence on the note.

If Hong Guang doesn't have the courage to call, he will put on the woman's clothes and automatically apply to withdraw from the finals.

After that, whenever you see Chen Song on any occasion, you have to call Chen Ye!

"How unreasonable! No eggs! ”

"Compare money with me, right?"

The package containing the woman's clothes and the line of words on the note completely exploded Hong Guang's anger, and the trace of doubt in his mind was also thrown out of the clouds.

He panted and held his cane, constantly circling around the coffee table, on which he had swept the war book and the woman's clothes all over the ground with his cane.

Bruises appeared on Hong Guang's face, and he had obviously entered a state of rage.

"How much money we have now, I mean all that we can use."

"This ...... Boss, I already sent someone to count it yesterday, and it should be about $350 million. ”

"It's not enough, isn't he Chen Song going to play a big one? How is $300 million enough, I want you to help me raise $500 million before the finals start tomorrow, no matter what way you use it. ”

"This ...... Boss, could it be the conspiracy of the other party? ”

"What conspiracy? Do you think I'm going to lose to that hairy boy? In a fit of rage, Hong Guang threw his cane at his assistant without appreciation.

This strategy was naturally thought up by Chen Fei, and the strategy that Zhuge Liang used on Sima Yi during the Three Kingdoms period was naturally a good strategy.

After all, not everyone can endure it like Sima Yi.

The day passed in a blink of an eye.

The venue for the final of the King of Gamblers has been put on full alert, but this has not affected the enthusiasm of Hong Kong people and journalists.

They came downstairs early to seize the advantageous position, just to witness this historical moment.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and someone shouted: "The gambling saint is here, it's the gambling saint, I saw him, he is really young and handsome." ”

Chen Fei, dressed in a white suit and a black windbreaker, walked out of a Bentley surrounded by Chen Song and others.

With his hands in his trouser pockets and a confident smile on his face, he slowly walked across the red carpet and disappeared into the gate amid flashing lights and the shouts of the crowd.

The fanatical admirers who were crowded at the front shouted and applauded desperately.