The bright room was filled with a strong strange smell, a strange smell mixed with perfume and cigarettes, colef, and the like.

It says it smells, but it doesn't smell good.

But to say that it stinks, you can still smell some fragrance.

Before he knew it, the sky had darkened a little, and Richard was not as high-spirited as he expected, but frowned.

The chip box beside him had been empty three times, this was the fourth time he had exchanged chips, each time it was two thousand, and in a short period of time he had already exchanged eight thousand chips, and it seemed that these in the box in front of him could not last long.

He looked down at the three cards in front of him, the smoke from the cigarette in his mouth was a little smoky, he blinked a few times and rubbed his eyes, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his throat hurt a little.

He took a sip of his glass and pressed it against the card.

"Mr. Richard, don't you want to take a look?", a gentlemanly gentleman asked casually, he picked up the three cards in front of him and held them in his hand, took a quick look, then re-covered them in front of him, and picked up a few black chips and threw them in the betting area, "Raise, two hundred." ”

"I trust my eyes more than I believe in my feelings!", he reminded him seemingly kindly, but this sentence was taken by Richard as a trap, an offensive strategy.

Playing cards in such a game is not a smart choice, and most of the fights between hands are limited to a few "small cards".

It's not always easy to get three cards in a whole deck that make up a big hand, and most of the time it's a small hand.

Small cards mean that looking at cards can be stressful, and even if the opponent's hand is smaller than yours, you will be timid and afraid.

The phrase fearless is most appropriate here, because if you don't look at the cards, you are confident that you will be able to catch the big cards, and then the pressure is transferred to those who look at the cards.

Sometimes you don't need to show the cards, just follow up, and you can let those who look at the cards take the initiative to "jump out of the car".

Is jumping a car a kind of belonging? Does it indicate an act of avoidance? Does it mean that a player has lost a card from their hand and they choose to throw in the towel this turn? Naturally, the chips they put into the betting area have nothing to do with them.

Rounded? Someone gives up, someone follows up? The card order is coming around Richard's side again.

He pursed his lips, picked up a chip representing a hundred dollars and threw it on the table? Call ......

"Looks like our friend is confident!"? The player sitting across from Richard laughed and teased.

Round of bets, from having five people to four people, three people......

"A box of chips ......", and it's Richard's turn to bet again? He touched the chip box next to him? It was empty, so he had to take out a check and sign another one and give it to the waiter.

The waiter soon brought him a whole box of chips, two thousand pieces, and these small round flakes represented wealth here? Amazing, isn't it?

He hesitated for a few seconds, took out a thousand chips and threw them into the betting area? With a slight hint of unpleasant mockery, he said, "One hundred and one hundred is too slow? A thousand pieces. ”

With three people present, the game never ends? I wonder if it was Richard's taunt that worked? Or is it that his crazy betting, which he doesn't even look at until now, makes people hesitate? Anyway, the man sitting under him lost his cards.

It also meant that he had bet thousands of dollars before, and he shook his head and dropped the cards into the fold area and sighed.

The man sitting across from Richard glanced at the hill of chips in the middle of the table and asked softly, "It's horrible, I think this should be the end of it!"

He pushed the chips in front of him into the betting area, and when the game was over, he ended the game with more chips, and Richard didn't need to put in any more chips, the two just had to compare each other's cards.

The gentleman sitting across from Richard casually flipped over the cards, "A pair, Mr. Richard!"

"Then it's time for our Mr. 'Blind' to perform!"

"Blind" refers to the cards that Richard is holding, and the cards that have been turned over are normal people, which means that they can see, while those who have not turned over are like blind people, unable to see anything.

With his hands in his hands and his elbows pressed against the table, Richard lowered his head, leaned in with his hands, and flipped over the first, second, and third cards in an awkward and uncomfortable position!

A classic swear word erupted from his mouth, and he slammed the cards on the table with all his might, he was also a pair, but the smallest one, and he lost.

In more than three hours in the afternoon, he lost 9,000 yuan, and the speed of losing money today once again refreshed his previous record, he was a little irritable and wanted to light a cigarette, but found that there was nothing in the cigarette box.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes!", he clutched the empty box in his hand into a ball and threw it on the ground, losing money made him very irritable.

Just as the waiter was about to go to get a cigarette, he stopped him again, "Forget it, I'll buy it myself and collect my chips." ”

No cigarettes, including alcohol, are not for sale, but the owner of the house invites the guests inside to use and taste them for free.

The Federation has a strict system of standards, and only establishments with a licence to sell tobacco and liquor can sell these two things, and establishments that can sell both will have a slightly higher tax rate than ordinary establishments.

Richard pushed the door open, the hot wind outside calming him down a little, and he suddenly realized that he was too impulsive.

That's for sure, he's too impulsive, and if he had looked at the cards a few laps earlier, he wouldn't have lost so much, even if he would have lost.

He was influenced by these bastards in a series of defeats, and in the final round he was not playing cards, but vindictive, betting that his luck was better than the others.

But as the gentleman opposite him said, the one who opens his eyes is never afraid of a blind man, so his defeat is inevitable.

"A pack of cigarettes ......," he walked to a shop, pointed to his favorite cigarette, paid for it, and stood in front of the store to light one.

A tiresome feeling of agitation slowly emanated from his chest, and he only took two puffs before dropping the cigarette on the ground.

On the way back, he lit another one, his hand that lit the fire was a little trembling, he lost too much today.

Ever since he became obsessed with this gambling game, he has never made as fast as he loses, and even though he knows that this kind of loss may not be normal, he has no clear evidence that someone else has done anything wrong with the game.

Sometimes he wins, and he wins a lot of money, one or two thousand, or even twenty or thirty thousand!

However, he has lost so many times lately that he has to encroach on a part of the company's earnings to fill his financial gap, only partly.

For a person who is for money, it is not difficult to make money by taking advantage of loopholes, and this is not the first time he has done it, in fact, when he was in Curryland City, he had already tried to operate some small means to make money under Lynch's nose.

His approach is actually very simple, the company auction will have a printed brochure with some auction items and starting prices.

He will find some customers who have a strong demand for a certain product, but cannot come up with the money in a short period of time, and make private transactions.

He will find a way to get those goods out, and then sell them to these customers, get benefits from them, and then make a similar product at a very low price to be shoddy, arrange for his own people to take pictures, and then return them for quality and other reasons.

This method is very secretive, even if it is checked, it is just that some goods have been returned for quality reasons, and no one will think that there are other things in it.

As for doing things directly from the account, Richard didn't think about it, but eventually gave up because this method of operation was too difficult.

There will be at least two accountants in each city, and they are all Vera's subordinates, and they are difficult to be bribed at the same time, and they are not as good as his method compared to manipulating the accounts.

But this method is not impeccable, too many valuable goods because of quality problems, returned to the headquarters, will definitely cause confusion in the headquarters.

Once someone is sent over there to investigate carefully, Richard, as the director here, will definitely not be able to escape, so he must dispose of those fake and shoddy products.

And the only way to deal with it is to reduce the price, and this is some of the problems that Vera has found, there are not too many deposited goods in each auction here in the capital, but the price of the sale does not match the price assessed by the headquarters, and there are often unplanned reductions.

If you really want to say that there are any obvious loopholes, and you can't find them, the starting price and transaction price of each item are clear at a glance, except for the decrease in total revenue, there is really no major problem in the rest.

There was no problem with this method before, when the second-hand goods auction was just starting up, and the transaction amount could reach new highs every week.

But with the holding of so many auctions, the heat has gradually cooled down, and no one can notice that there were less than 120,000 in the previous week, and there is not much difference between 310,000 and 330,000.

Now that the transaction volume has dropped, it is easy to be detected if there is too much less, and he has already stopped more than 14,000 yuan from it last week, and if he does it again, he may be discovered.

But he had to do it again, his mansion, his luxury car, the subordinates he raised, the socialization between him and some local celebrities, and maintaining such a glamorous life would never be without money, plus his current gambling addiction......

Re-entering the room, Richard made a decision, today is ...... The last time he came to gamble this month, whether he won or lost, he would leave here immediately if he lost another five thousand, and he had already made up his mind.

He walked into the room, and to some surprise, there was a strange figure sitting at the table, the guy with his back to him.

He doesn't really like this kind of person who joins the game halfway, which can make him unlucky, for example, cards that could have been dealt to him will be dealt to someone else, thus reducing his chances of winning.

But this is not his house, and he is not qualified to ask everyone what to do, the only thing he can do is to leave, he has lost enough.

Just as he asked the waiter to settle the bill for him, the person sitting at the table with his back to him suddenly asked, "Why don't you come and play before leaving?"

Hearing this voice, Richard's whole body froze in place.

Be......

Lynch!