Zhang Tiancheng's arms trembled slightly, as did the card in his hand. Su Xuan gave him no chance, snatching the card directly from his hands.
He handed both his own card and Zhang Tiancheng's card to the nearby beautiful waitress.
"Miss, please help me transfer the money!"
The beautiful waitress glanced at Su Xuan and Zhang Tiancheng. Knowing that Zhang Tiancheng was the son of the casino owner, she wondered whether transferring the money like this would invite Zhang Tiancheng's enmity and jeopardize her job.
Su Xuan instantly discerned the concerns of the beautiful waitress, and with a smile, he said,
"Miss, this is a gamble, a matter between me and Zhang Tiancheng. You're just handling the transfer; there won't be any problems!"
With these words from Su Xuan, the waitress strengthened her resolve, nodded slightly, and began processing the transfer.
Zhang Tiancheng, beside her, was so angry he couldn't utter a single word, his face uncertain and his fists clenched.