Marcelo asked, "Excuse me, what do you want to drink?"

Chen Wen consulted two good friends for advice and chose brandy.

Marcello took two bottles of brandy from the wine cabinet, opened them, placed them on the table, and left the VIP room.

Chen Wen poured wine for Han Cunshui and Zhou Wenchang with his own hands, and the three of them drank and chatted happily.

From the orientation meeting of Van University, Chen Wen wore a dragon robe and started to chat, which was the first meeting of the three of them.

Then we talked about the trip to Sicily, then talked about the F1 Monza circuit and joined hands to fight against the Japanese, then talked about the pleasant trip to Lisbon, and finally talked about the gamble.

Zhou Wenchang asked: "At ten o'clock tonight, the Milan derby result will be produced, and the answer to this gamble will be revealed." I am now quite conflicted in my heart, hoping to win, but also worried that Brother Chen will be in a dangerous situation after winning. ”

Han Cunshui said: "If we really win money tonight, Brother Chen, you will return to Huaxia immediately, and don't go back to Paris." ”

Chen Wen sighed softly: "I have to go back to Versailles, there are still a few things to do, and there are a few people I need to meet with them." Don't worry, I'll be careful. ”

Zhou Wenchang thought about it for a while and made a suggestion that surprised Chen Wen: "Has Brother Chen ever thought about hiring one or two bodyguards?"

Chen Wen asked, "Bodyguard?"

Zhou Wenchang said: "Brother Han and I, in our respective countries, we all have bodyguards in our respective homes. When we came to France, we didn't have bodyguards. ”

Chen Wen thought of Keita, who was followed by a top three marksman in the Ethiopian Defense Force. Chen Wen guessed that if it was in Ethiopia, Keita would usually travel, and he would probably be accompanied by the guard squad in his own army.

Han Cunshui patted the table: "What Brother Zhou said is extremely true, Brother Chen might as well hire a bodyguard!"

Chen Wen asked, "Where is this kind of business for hiring bodyguards?"

Zhou Wenchang said with a smile: "The casino can provide it." You might as well ask Marcelo. ”

Han Cunshui said: "I heard that Italian casinos are all covered by the Black Claws, and the bodyguards of the casinos are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. ”

Chen Wen's proposal from the Southeast Asian brothers made Chen Wen very happy, and it was also a very good way to hire a bodyguard to follow Chen Wen to guard him for a week or two, blocking the killers that Shinji Ohno might send.

Chen Wen nodded: "After tonight's game, if we really win, I'll ask Marcelo about it again." ”

Han Cunshui and Zhou Wenchang raised their wine glasses and clinked glasses with Chen Wen. The two hearts that the two brothers were hanging on finally let go of most of them.

The door to the VIP room opened, and Marcello walked in.

Chen Wen and the three of them looked at the dealer, glared at him, and said Okay, don't be disturbed, why did Marcelo come at this time, and the meal was still early.

Marcelo walked up to Chen Wen and said with a smile: "Prince Shalah of Saudi Arabia wants to invite Mr. Chen, and he is waiting for you in the VIP room next door." ”

Chen Wen glanced at Marcelo: "Prince Shahah, do I know him?"

Marcello smiled: "You were in the hall in the morning, and you bet with him at 21 o'clock. ”

Chen Wen remembered that he had won more than a million dollars from that prince. But he couldn't understand why this prince was chasing him, whether he wanted to find him to pull the money.

Chen Wen didn't mind betting with the other party again, in his opinion, as long as he relied on the gambling game to tonight's Milan derby, then he would definitely win again.

The Saudi stupid rich man rushed to send the money, and Chen Wen had no reason not to harvest it, but he couldn't help but worry that if he won too much money, would he provoke the other party to retaliate.

When this thought arose, a nameless anger rose in Chen Wen's heart. He looked down on himself a little, and he was made by Shinji Ohno's affairs, and he was now subconsciously timid.

Chen Wen thought to himself, Lao Tzu is a person who has died once, why is he more and more afraid of death?

Anger ignited in his heart, Chen Wen did not plan to hide anymore, and decided to meet the Saudi prince Sharah.

"I'll go and meet that Saudi prince for a while, do you two go together, or do you have other plans?" Chen Wen looked at the Han Zhou brothers.

Zhou Wenchang stood up: "Let's go, let's go together, and help Brother Chen." ”

Han Cunshui said with a smile: "We have no money on us, but it's still okay to put your feet on you." ”

Marcello bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen! You and Prince Salah are both honored guests of our Grand Casino in Milan, and we attach great importance to each of you. ”

Chen Wen thought to himself: It's true that you can't afford to offend that prince, and as for Lao Tzu, I'm afraid he is not your top guest.

Marcelo led the way, and Chen Wen and the three of them walked out of the room and turned right to another VIP room.

The room with a similar layout is very different from the previous one in terms of decoration style.

The gambling table, the dealer, the waiter, and the drinks are all the same, but the difference is that the decoration of this VIP room is resplendent and the interior of the whole room is golden.

In Chen Wen's opinion, this style of decoration is actually quite rustic.

But he has the accumulation of swiping mobile phones in his previous life, and knows that the rich Arab are very partial to this pure gold style beauty. In the impression of the seven-star Burj Al Arab, the railings of the stairs are wrapped with a layer of gold leaf.

In the splendid VIP room, a man and a woman sat on the two seats next to the gaming table. Chen Wen recognized the other party at a glance, it was Prince Sharah, who had bet on 21 o'clock with him in the hall in the morning, and the Arab beauty wrapped in a thick black scarf.

Without an arrogant gesture, the prince took the initiative to stand up, stepped out of his seat, spoke Arabic that Chen Wen did not understand, and hugged Chen Wen in a courtesy hug like he saw an old friend.

For Han Cunshui and Zhou Wenchang, Prince Sharah did not hug, but only smiled and nodded and said a few words.

The dealer in this private room did the simultaneous interpretation for everyone.

Everyone sat down, but Marcelo did not leave, standing behind Chen Wen.

Chen Wen was not in a hurry to speak, and it was the prince who had a complaint in his heart.

The waiter served everyone a drink.

Shalah introduced himself formally: "My name is Shah Hin Abdul Aziz Al Saud, I am the 37th grandson of His Royal Highness Prince Abdullah Bin Abdulaziz Al Saud, a member of the Saudi royal family, and my grandfather is the younger brother of His Majesty Fahd bin Abdulaziz Al Saud, the current King of Saudi Arabia. ”

Chen Wen was a little dizzy by the three long list of names Sharah, but he tasted a taste, this Shalah is not the descendant of the current king of Saudi Arabia, but the grandson of the king's younger brother.

Thinking about this genealogical relationship, Chen Wen's heart became more calm. Even if he wins a lot of money again and offends the third-generation grandson of this cousin of the Saudi royal family, there is nothing to worry about, this person's succession is going to a thousand miles away, what is there to be afraid of.

Shalah said: "The gamble with Mr. Chan from East Asia in the morning left me with a lot of hope to continue the gamble between us. ”

Chen Wen smiled and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince wants to continue the game with me, but I have no opinion. I just want to ask, in what way does His Royal Highness the Prince plan to bet against me?"

Salah also smiled: "I asked the casino staff and they told me that Mr. Chen had only played two games in this casino, 21 and sports spinach"

Chen Wen said: "21 o'clock, it's too slow. I've played two games today and I'm feeling a little out of strength. In this way, if Your Royal Highness the Prince does not object, we will make a bet on the score of tonight's match between AC Milan and Inter Milan in Serie A. ”

The dealer translated Chen Wen's words, and Prince Sharah thought seriously for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, Mr. Chen, I agree to your proposal, and we will bet on the score of this game." ”

Hearing that this Prince Shalah agreed to bet on the Milan derby, Chen Wen was immediately happy in his heart.

He didn't plan to give the other side a chance to pick the score first, and it wouldn't be fun if he was picked 1-1 by Shalah. Well, you have to squeeze him with words.