Chen Wen entered the casino at about half past eight.

Throughout the morning, he switched between several large blackjack tables, and his wonderful instincts helped him avoid wallet invasion and harvest the chips of many players without any danger.

The initial chip of nearly 70,000 increased to $450,000 by 10:30.

I went to the bathroom, drank a glass of champagne at the bar, ate a pine nut cake, and then returned to the casino and found a large gambling table.

Luck is really good, Chen Wen met another bad gambler.

In the experience of casinos in various countries, this is the second time Chen Wen has encountered this person.

Two months ago, in the company of Adriana, Chen Wen once met a noble lady who gambled. Today's opponent is an Arab wearing a bun.

As for which country it is an Arab, Chen Wen can't tell.

Thinking that he would pass through Saudi Arabia and go to Djibouti next month, Chen Wen also became interested in the Arab gambler in front of him.

At the suggestion of the Arabs, the stake was raised from 1,000 US dollars to 3,000 US dollars, and Chen Wen had no opinion and agreed.

This gambling table immediately changed from one village and four players to one village and one player, the Arabs sat in the bank, and Chen Wen was the player. One-on-one, heads-up.

I don't know when, Marcelo has quietly appeared behind Chen Wen and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you need cigarettes or alcohol?"

If you drink too much, you will want to go to the bathroom, Chen Wen told Marcello to bring a cigarette.

Without a disgusting intuition, Chen Wen happily collected the money.

According to the rhythm of losing one game and winning two or three games, the chips in front of Chen Wen are growing at a speed that the surrounding spectators envy.

In less than half an hour, 450,000 chips turned into 1.1 million US dollars.

Chen Wen did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation at the increase in chips, and his attention was drawn to a woman next to the Arab gambler.

It was also an Arab, an Arab woman, with a pure black turban on her head and an equally pure black veil on her face.

Not a translucent mesh, but a thick, impermeable veil.

The Arab woman had only two large gray-blue eyes, reddish-purple eyeshadow, most of her eyebrows should have been shaved off, and she used her eyebrow pencil to draw two lines with raised tail corners.

After peeking at the side of his head several times, Chen Wen even saw that the Arab woman's headscarf was actually two layers, the inner headscarf tightly wrapped around the top of the head, like the effect of a nun's hat, and the outer headscarf was folded into a hood, covering the upper part of the head, and the tail was spread out on both shoulders.

Judging by the exposed eyes alone, this woman should be a pretty beautiful woman!

The other parts of the face were completely invisible, which made Chen Wen even more curious about her, and he wanted to tear off the veil of the woman to see what kind of beauty it was.

Of course, Chen Wen also knows that he must not pull the veil of an Arab woman. As long as you dare to do it, it will definitely cause serious legal disputes.

Chen Wen thought to himself, if he goes to Djibouti in Saudi Arabia next month, Saudi Arabia is one of the Arab countries, is there a chance to see the Arab girls in Saudi Arabia?

Whether to sleep or not is secondary, and Chen Wen very much wants to tear off their veils to see.

Another half an hour later, close to 12 noon, Chen Wen's chips had already accumulated 1.77 million US dollars.

Marcello was so happy that he handed Chen Wen a cigarette and lit it every few moments, holding a brass ashtray in his hand, and invited Chen Wen to dust the ashes into the container in his hand with a smile.

"Brother Chen, you're here!"

A man's voice, speaking in Chinese, came from behind him.

Chen Wen didn't need to look at it to hear that it was Han Cunshui greeting.

"You're here!" Chen Wen smiled, "Let's go, let's have lunch!"

Chen Wen stood up and threw a thousand dollars of chips to the dealer as a reward.

The dealer hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

Chen Wen rewarded Marcelo with another 1,000 US dollars.

Marcello was very happy, not counting yesterday's commission, Chen Wen's total bet this morning was close to 3 million US dollars, and with 1% of the commission plus the 1,000 US dollar reward just now, he got almost 30,000 US dollars.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your generous gift, you are like my parents!" Marcelo thanked from the bottom of his heart.

Suddenly, the Arab raised his hand.

Not far from the neighborhood, a man in a black suit walked briskly.

The dealers and waiters in the casino wore vests of various colors, and Chen Wen judged that the man in the black suit was not from the casino, so it was likely to be an Arab entourage.

The Arabs spoke a few words of Arabic, and the man in the black suit immediately translated into English.

Chen Wen's English is at a junior high school level, and he can't understand this kind of English with a strong West Asian accent.

The dealer translated, and said in French: "Mr. Chen, this Arab VIP said that he would like to invite you to the VIP room at his convenience, and he hopes to continue the pleasant game with you." ”

Chen Wen thought to himself, this Arab gambler said it nicely, obviously trying to find Lao Tzu to pull the money.

In the face of the Arab gambler's war, Chen Wen is of course not interested, he has already pocketed more than one million US dollars, and he is content and happy.

Chen Wen glanced at Brother Han Zhou: "You two came to me at this time, not just for lunch, right?"

Han Cunshui nodded: "Our friends have already arrived, and they will arrive in half an hour." ”

Chen Wen understood, Shinji Ohno and Nobuyoshi Maekawa had already called the Han Zhou brothers from the Milan Hotel, and he turned around and told the dealer: "Please help me."

Interpreter, my friend and I have already made an appointment with a few other friends, and we will have a long-agreed game in your VIP room, and I have to regret to say sorry to this Arab friend. ”

Saying no, it is not a report to apply for leave, and there is no need to wait for the approval of the Arabs. After Chen Wen said this, he immediately left the gambling table with the Han Zhou brothers and walked in the direction of the restaurant.

Marcelo hurriedly followed.

In the restaurant.

Zhu Jie and two Italian female models have already taken their seats.

Chen Wen walked quickly to the long table, came to Zhu Jie's side, reached out and pressed Zhu Jie, who was trying to stand up to greet him, and kissed the girl's mouth: "Okay, your body is still unwell, don't always stand up and sit down." ”

The crowd took their seats.

Chen Wen instructed Marcelo: "Send lunch as soon as possible, there are only more than 20 minutes left before the next important game." ”

Marcelo himself ran to the kitchen and urged them to prepare their meals.

The gamble between the three Chen Wen brothers and the Japanese, Marcelo attaches great importance to it, and it is a big gamble that can bring him at least tens of thousands of US dollars!

Han Cunshui brought Chen Wen's chip box in front of him, looked at it several times, let out a long sigh, and said enviously: "Brother Chen is rich again!"

Zhou Wenchang looked at Zhu Jie and said with a smile: "In my opinion, in Brother Chen's mind, joining hands with Miss Zhu is what makes him even happier." ”

Chen Wen said with a smile: "Don't make fun of me, I see, you brothers have really lived a nourishing life in the past two days, eat more for a while, and replenish your strength, so as not to fall asleep when cleaning up the little devils." ”

The dishes arrived quickly.

One steak per person, generous portions.

Zhu Jie cut off half of her steak, poked the meat with a knife and fork, and moved it to Chen Wen's plate.

Chen Wen asked, "Do you have enough to eat yourself?"

Zhu Jie smiled: "The steak is too big, I can't eat the whole portion." Eat more, don't waste it. ”

Eating steak, Chen Wen casually asked Marcelo: "What is the origin of that Arab just now?"

Marcelo replied: "A prince of Saudi Arabia. ”

Chen Wen, Han Cunshui, and Zhou Wenchang were all surprised, and they all looked at Marcelo.

Marcelo replied again: "It is indeed a prince of Saudi Arabia. ”

Han Cunshui said with a smile: "Brother Chen, you can win more than a million dollars from a Saudi prince." ”

Chen Wen thought about it, felt that this matter was a little strange, and asked: "Saudi prince?

Marcelo explained with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you may not be familiar with Saudi Arabia, there are too many princes in their country, and the number is so large that it exceeds the professional models in our entire city of Milan. ”