Su Moshi curled his lip and shook the chip box in his hand, "To sprinkle the cash or to rake it in?"
"Of course, to rake it in," Li Qiao shrugged his shoulders, his smile chillingly cold.
Upon hearing that, Su Moshi felt a surge of empathy for the owner of the casino.
He had no idea what had offended Li Qiao, but it seemed destined that the casino would bleed money tonight.
In the blink of an eye, the two began to roam separately near the various gambling tables.
As time passed, less than forty minutes later, He Chen, who was upstairs in the office with his legs crossed and smoking, received a report from his subordinate Ah Yong.
"What did you say?" He Chen clenched a cigarette in the corner of his mouth while embracing a seductively curvy woman in his arms.
Ah Yong swallowed hard and nodded, "Just now, someone used fifty million in chips and won... one billion."