Chapter 267: God of Gamblers Tournament

Just as Wei Li left, the telephone on Chen Jiajun's desk began to ring.

The call was from He Xin: "A Jun, I heard you recently took a trip to Las Vegas?"

"Oh? How did you know about that?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise.

"Our company has collaborations over in Las Vegas, too," He Xin said with a smile. "So, how was it? Did you find any good talent? I heard you transferred Lao E away?"

Chen Jiajun rubbed his brow and said, "If the man himself doesn't want to stay in the Gambling Hall, what can I do?"

"Then what about the Technical Director position? I'll tell you, the God of Gamblers Tournament has started recently, and there are many experts here from all over. Be careful that your Gambling Hall doesn't get fleeced," He Xin reminded him.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "I've already scouted a candidate. Don't go trying to snatch them from me when the time comes."

"I certainly wouldn't snatch someone you've taken a fancy to." He Xin had plenty of gambling experts under his command and no need to snatch someone Chen Jiajun had his eye on. "It's just that the idea for this God of Gamblers Tournament was proposed by you; you'll be coming over, right?"

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "I'll definitely be there for such a grand event. I'll head over once I'm done with matters here in Hong Kong."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Jiajun began to handle the pile of accumulated official business.

Although as Chairman, the number of things Chen Jiajun had to handle was not particularly high.

But when it came to signing off on important decisions, Chen Jiajun was still very cautious.

For several days in a row, Chen Jiajun didn't even go to see his women, staying in the company to work instead.

By the time he had finished most of his tasks, the God of Gamblers Tournament over in Macau had already begun.

Chen Jiajun headed straight for Macau.

Upon arriving in Macau, Chen Jiajun realized that He Xin had truly spared no expense for this God of Gamblers Tournament.

Posters asking "Who is the God of Gamblers?" were plastered everywhere, and the number of people visiting Macau for tourism had clearly increased.

It could be said that every form of soft and hard advertising had been utilized.

Such a massive momentum not only attracted tourists, but the reporters from the Greater Bay Area also acted like cats that had smelled something fishy.

They rushed to Macau directly from all over.

When Chen Jiajun found He Xin, He Xin appeared extremely happy.

"It's truly rare to see you, an elder like yourself, personally taking the field," Chen Jiajun said to He Xin with a smile.

"Ah, you're here," He Xin said with a smile. "No choice, it's the first time holding a tournament like this, so the momentum has to be built up."

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "This God of Gamblers Tournament isn't just about the gambling inside; the outside betting odds are also very lively."

He Xin spread his hands helplessly and said, "What can be done about that?"

"I'm just worried that some people might pull some dirty tricks," Chen Jiajun said with a smile.

However, his gaze shifted to the old man beside Gao Jin.

This fellow should be Gao Jin's master, Jin Neng.

This old fellow was from the Thousand Sect in the Mainland, and after investigating, Chen Jiajun found that there wasn't much information on him.

This old fellow specialized in the wicked business of seizing other people's family assets; the textile factory that once belonged to Gao Jin's family was one such example.

However, he was sincere in teaching his disciples; at the very least, Gao Jin had already received his true inheritance in Psychological Warfare.

It was just that, according to the rules of masters teaching disciples, he had certainly kept a trick or two up his sleeve.

It remained to be seen whether Gao Jin could learn this old fellow's ultimate techniques.

However, Chen Jiajun felt that given Gao Jin's personality, he certainly wouldn't care about the techniques he hadn't learned yet; he would definitely seize the opportunity to make his move during this God of Gamblers Tournament.

It wasn't hard to see from his eyes that Gao Jin seemed unable to wait any longer.

Hearing Chen Jiajun's concern, He Xin snorted and said, "This tournament was put together by the International Casino Alliance. If anyone dares to manipulate the tournament, they can just wait to be hunted down by the Casino Alliance."

Although the Casino Alliance was a loose organization, its sphere of influence was still quite vast.

After chatting with He Xin for a while, the preliminary rounds began.

The rules of the God of Gamblers Tournament were quite simple; twenty-four gambling experts from around the world were invited to compete.

The first preliminary round was twenty-four to twelve.

The second semi-final round was twelve to six.

The final was six to one.

Each person started with three million in gambling capital, and bets could be raised infinitely.

Once they lost everything, they were immediately disqualified from the tournament.

It was just that this first God of Gamblers Tournament was organized rather hastily, so there weren't too many top-tier experts who came.

Only the representative from Indonesia, Su Tu, and Gao Jin were the big favorites this time.

Su Tu's odds were even stronger than Gao Jin's, after all, looking at their track records.

Su Tu had also been to Las Vegas and swept through major casinos, and he had left his mark in places including Macau, Malaysia, and Singapore.

He had even made the rankings while playing Texas Hold'em at the United States Poker Tournament.

No matter which angle you looked at it from, he was a bit more formidable than Gao Jin, so it wasn't strange to have such odds.

He Xin suddenly remembered that among these people, there seemed to be someone Chen Jiajun favored, and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "By the way, who is the person you favor? Su Tu?"

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said with a smile, "No, quite the opposite. The one I've taken a fancy to is that young Gao Jin."

"Hm?" He Xin said with some surprise, "This kid... is he not a bit too young?"

Chen Jiajun said to He Xin with a smile, "How about we make a bet? I'll bet that Gao Jin can win this God of Gamblers Tournament."

"So confident?" He Xin said with some surprise.

Chen Jiajun said with a smile, "Just for fun."

"Alright. Then let's play for fun. As a side bet, if I win, you must marry Tian'er immediately," He Xin said, looking at Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun was startled: "Damn, you're playing for such high stakes?"

"How about it? Do you dare?" He Xin said provocatively.

As a parent, He Xin couldn't stand the way Chen Jiajun and He Tian'er were messing around together.

Although he is also a scumbag himself, double standards are a very normal thing.

After all, no matter how you put it, He Tian'er is He Xin's granddaughter.

Chen Jiajun raised an eyebrow: "Fine. What if you lose?"

"If I lose, I'll give you thirty percent of the shares in the Macau Tourism Company," He Xin said indifferently.

Chen Jiajun shook his head and said irritably: "You really are a wily old fox. The Macau Tourism Company doesn't even have a hair to its name right now; aren't you just trying to drag me into investing by giving me thirty percent of the shares? Either way, you win."

He Xin was thick-skinned enough that even when his intentions were exposed, he remained calm.

But he didn't expect that after just a moment of silence, Chen Jiajun would agree: "Then it's a deal?"

"It's a deal," He Xin smiled very craftily.

The God of Gamblers Tournament soon began, and after the contestants entered, they started gambling.

Since it was in the Greater Bay Area, naturally they had to play the traditional Greater Bay Area game, Sand Crab, also known as Showhand.

This method is very similar to the rules of Texas Hold'em, only there are no community cards, making it more difficult.

Once they got on the table, these gambling experts fought fiercely.

After all, the better they performed, the more likely they were to be spotted by the top brass of certain casinos.

Even if they didn't win the tournament, they could still win a job with a decent annual salary.

After all, making a living by gambling is not an easy thing.

Along the way, Gao Jin didn't encounter any opponents at his table and easily drove three people away.

Next, he only needed to win all the chips of one more person to safely qualify.

However, Jin Neng hoped he would make a name for himself, so Gao Jin wouldn't hold back.

Especially against a middle-aged woman who was trying to seduce him.

This woman was wearing extremely revealing clothing and had previously used the advantage of her figure to eliminate a lecher.

But this trick was of no use to Gao Jin.

Jin Qing, his childhood sweetheart, was incomparable to this middle-aged woman in both looks and figure.

"You play cards quite well. What do you want me to do, handsome?" The woman batted her eyes at Gao Jin.

But Gao Jin didn't even spare her a glance and said indifferently: "It's your turn to speak."

Seeing that this trick didn't work, the woman pushed her chips out directly: "I want everything you have."

After looking, Gao Jin flipped over his hole card and took a look.

Who knew the woman would say impatiently: "Even if you look through the cards, it's still the same one. There are so many closed-circuit televisions here; do you still want to cheat?"

Gao Jin immediately laughed at this bluffing tactic: "I'm thinking about whether to buy a Porsche or a Ferrari."

Not only did he push the chips in his hand out, but he also took a Swiss Bank cashier's check from his jacket pocket and said: "I'll bet another six million, HSBC Hong Kong cashier's check."

Seeing Gao Jin's move, a look of surprise appeared on the woman's face.

Gao Jin smiled and said: "When you're older, you have to think things through clearly."

Provoked by Gao Jin, the woman lost her composure: "Fine, I'll call. I have a pair of Aces and a pair of Kings; at best, you have a pair of Aces and a pair of 3s."

Gao Jin smiled and shook his head, then flipped over his hole cards; they were actually three 3s.

This angered the woman so much that she picked up her bag and turned to leave.

But Gao Jin didn't forget to twist the knife: "By the way, Auntie, don't forget you still owe me six million."

Gao Jin won with a clean sweep, and his accumulated chips were on par with Su Tu.

Such a showy performance immediately changed the odds.

Chen Jiajun and He Xin were sitting in the stands watching the battle, and upon hearing the report from their subordinates, the outside betting odds had already begun to adjust.

They changed Gao Jin's previous one-to-twenty odds to one-to-three.

"A Jun, you kid have a good eye," He Xin said with some surprise: "I didn't expect him to be a master of psychological warfare. Such talent is rare."

As the Gambling King, He Xin had seen at least eight hundred gambling experts.

Cheating, marking cards, high-tech gadgets—he had seen it all, but he hadn't seen many masters of psychological warfare.

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "I was just lucky; I happened to run into him while I was handling business in Las Vegas."

Of course, Chen Jiajun wouldn't tell He Xin the truth, so he just gave a perfunctory reply.

He Xin said with a touch of childishness: "But that kid Su Tu isn't simple either. Although he's a bit arrogant, you can tell he's also a master of psychological warfare."

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "That's even better; it's only interesting if the opponents are evenly matched, isn't it?"

The God of Gamblers Tournament lasted for three days in total; after the preliminary rounds, Gao Jin continued to breeze through the semi-finals.

It was astonishing, however, that among the six experts who entered the finals, three were disciples of Jin Neng.

Gao Ao, Jin Qing, and Gao Jin all entered the finals, making this big swindler the center of attention for a time.

Of course, Su Tu's popularity was not to be underestimated either; after all, he had the Indonesian Consortium behind him and was one of the favorites to win the championship.

(End of this chapter)