Chapter 280: People Shouldn't Think Too Much

At the poker table, a gentleman in a tooth-white suit was skillfully shuffling cards. The poker cards seemed to be given life in his hands.

Besides him, five people were sitting at the table, but clearly, there was an empty seat, and they were still waiting for someone.

The shuffler shuffled the cards twice and glanced at his watch. "Paul is always so late. Next time we can move the agreed time up by half an hour."

He complained and started dealing cards, the popular poker, two cards for each person, and five public cards that would eventually appear.

This is a very complex game. To win the final victory, it's not enough to just calculate the winning percentage; you also need enough amazing luck, which is also the reason why many people like to play it.

Compared to Blackjack, which has fewer unknown factors and is easier to calculate, this kind of gameplay on the table has more unknown factors, calculation becomes more difficult, and luck occupies the main component.

After the dealer dealt the cards, he threw them onto the table where everyone could see them.

He covered his cards with both hands, lifted a corner, and could only see it himself, then took two red chips and threw them up without changing his expression.

"One hundred dollars."

The man sitting in the lower position scratched his head. "You always give people problems, Rick." He hesitated, and finally threw the cards in his hand into the pile. "I'm out." He said, and tapped on the table twice.

The sound wasn't very loud. He leaned back, picked up the cigar placed on the ashtray, took a breath, and looked at the person next to him.

But the person next to him didn't seem to want to let him see his hole cards, glanced at him sideways, avoided it, and quickly took a look at the hole cards before covering them.

"Come on, Bandi, just take a look at your hole cards, and I've already folded!"

Bandi didn't ignore him, took out four blue chips in his hand and threw them up. "Four hundred dollars."

"If you want to see my cards, give me two thousand, and I'll let you take a look."

The gentleman called "Rick" immediately lost interest in the cards in his hand. "Your cards aren't worth two thousand."

Bandi didn't spoil him either. "You can take back the cards you threw, and then choose to follow, and I'll let you know if it's worth two thousand."

His strong confidence made everyone else subconsciously look at the cards he placed on the table. Unfortunately, they didn't have X-ray vision and couldn't see what these two cards were, but they had a guess, which was that they definitely wouldn't be too small.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have such confidence!

The gentleman sitting in the lower position also quickly peeked at the cards in his hand and took out the same chips and placed them on the table. "This hand of cards is worth me taking another look."

"Followed."

Then there were the last two, and they both threw the cards in their hands.

It seemed that a few hundred dollars shouldn't be a big number for these gentlemen, but in fact, every time the river card appeared, the bet was at least several thousand.

Sometimes if both sides got into a temper, tens of thousands were possible!

The dealer picked up the deck, and Bandi poked on the table. "Pass one."

The person next to him expressed indifference. The dealer, with a cigarette in his mouth, put the first card into the discard pile, and then placed the second card on the table and flipped it over.

A card that seemed very safe. The dealer looked at Bandi's expression and threw two white chips over. "Two thousand dollars."

Bandi wasn't weak at all. Maybe the wealth of everyone here added up to more than him, but comparing one-on-one, he wasn't afraid of anyone.

He picked up a purple chip and threw it up. "Five thousand."

The person next to him straightened up and threw the cards into the pile. "Fuck, it was just four hundred just now!"

His cards were actually not bad, but both the dealer and Bandi were so fierce, he was a bit unsure if these two really had any big cards.

The dealer said with a smile, "I'll borrow Bandi's words, you can take the cards back, and then put the money up."

That person shook his head. "If I threw it, I threw it. You guys play."

While they were talking, the door suddenly opened. Paul walked in from outside with an apologetic look. "Sorry, I'm late, there was some traffic on the road."

The guy dealing cards tilted his head slightly, letting the side with the cigarette in his mouth be higher, so that the smoke from the cigarette wouldn't smoke his eyes.

"Still passing?"

"Of course."

He passed another card and flipped over the last card, an Ace. This card was actually not very friendly to both of them, because they couldn't complete a combination, but instead became a hat!

Having a hat means there is a possibility that the other party has something better than you, so in the case of everything being unknown, the best way is to check, everyone flip it over and see who wins and who loses.

This is a very safe way, but there are also unsafe ways.

The guy dealing cards picked up two gold chips and threw them onto the gambling table. "Twenty thousand."

"Feijiaer, you're going crazy again.", Paul rubbed his hands, impatiently letting the attendant send a box of chips.

Each box of chips is 100,000 dollars, of course, you can also take the initiative to ask for more.

This is not free. If you want chips, you must pay cash, but it's not settled now, it's after the game ends.

Bandi threw 50,000 dollars onto the table. "You can push it back."

He was putting pressure on Feijiaer, and at the same time exerting an influence: I must be bigger than you!

Actually, this is a very common psychological game at the gambling table. If Feijiaer admits defeat, he might not even realize it himself. When a similar situation occurs again, he might throw the cards.

Even if he knows Bandi's cards might not be big, because his momentum is already lower, he can't get up anymore.

Unless he also uses a similar method to suppress Bandi, it is possible to get the momentum back.

Including following, it is actually a manifestation of compromise or admitting defeat, but repeated pushing...

He glanced at the chips remaining on his table, which were less than 100,000, and pushed them all!

"Just pretend it didn't open today!", he took a breath of smoke, bit the cigarette butt, and his eyelids jumped.

Bandi raised his eyebrows, counted the chips lightly, threw them up, and slowly flipped the cards.

Rick, who was sitting next to him, cursed "Fuck," because if he hadn't thrown it, he would have won this time!

But now, Bandi won.

Bandi let the attendant clean up the chips. He leaned on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, held a glass of brandy in his hand, and said to Feijiaer in the tone of teaching a child, "You are still as stupid as before!"

Feijiaer's lungs were about to explode!

He let the attendant take another 100,000 dollars worth of chips and stared at Bandi fiercely. "You can't win forever!"

Bandi didn't care about his words, but said with a smile, "But I've won until now."

Before Feijiaer could continue to say anything, he preempted, "You said the poker cards have problems. Now we are using the poker cards you asked someone to buy."

"You said the dealer has problems. I let you deal the cards yourself."

"Last time you said the gambling table had problems. This time we are using a brand-new gambling table."

"Feijiaer, you might as well consider whether your IQ has problems. Maybe changing a brain will help you win against me!"

The Five Great Families are not monolithic. They have also experienced long-term wars and eventually remained.

They have also had hatred between each other, continued to fight, and just stable order and the desire to make money made them temporarily put down hatred and war.

This doesn't mean they are one body, a monolithic block.

When interests collide, making their seemingly stable relationship not so stable, the family war will reignite!

Feijiaer is the patriarch of the Jien family. The Jien family once competed with the Keda family for gambling licenses, and they even won one.

The firefight between the two sides was almost daily, either you robbed my casino, or I robbed your casino.

Later, under the mediation of the Deputy Governor, the Jien family gave up that license, but correspondingly, the Keda family compensated them with a large sum of money, and the state government also promised that the next time they issued licenses, the Jien family would definitely have one.

And then almost... 30 years, the state government never issued licenses again, and just this year, they also privately talked to Bandi that as long as Bandi continues to give money, they guarantee that for the next 20 years, they will still not issue new licenses.

Actually, it's not just the next 20 years. As long as he keeps giving money, the state government will never issue new licenses.

No new licenses, the "next license" they promised the Jien family will never need to be fulfilled.

The Jien family gradually woke up, but it was too late to wake up at this time. He no longer had the qualifications to make trouble.

Continuing to make trouble, not only will the Keda family take the opportunity to move, but even the state government will express dissatisfaction with the Jien family, so Feijiaer can only endure it.

Now they are still very peaceful and even united because other businesses can also make big money, not limited to one item.

But the contradictions and hatred between them will not be forgotten because of this.

Rick, who was sitting on the side, appeased both sides. He represented the Kasiya family. The main members of the Kasiya family came from Xiang Yalan, and they are medieval immigrants of the Federation, adding up to more than 100 years of immigration history.

In the long immigration process, they have also gradually become recognized federal people, but they are a minority ethnic group.

However, these years, as more people from Xiang Yalan try every means to immigrate or smuggle into the Federation, this group is also expanding rapidly.

The Kasiya family mainly operates businesses related to people, and of course, they are also good at various ordinary crimes. After all, as long as you give money to the desperate people from Xiang Yalan, they dare to kill.

Their family's reputation in the Five Great Families isn't too good, but who cares?

Some with good reputations aren't as good as them.

Paul also interjected to appease both sides. "Today we are here to talk about Xideni, not to watch you guys argue, just a few tens of thousands of dollars."

He paused, and others expressed agreement. Feijiaer glared at Bandi again and started shuffling the cards again.

The one who hadn't spoken was Salifu. "I heard that Wei De and old Williams are very dissatisfied with him and are trying to find a way to let the State Assembly impeach him."

Paul, while looking at the cards in his hand, shook his head. "I think the hope is very slim. Remember that Mike from a few days ago?"

"He is the representative of the Likai State Socialist Party. They have a certain status in the party and have very huge connections."

"If Xideni has a good relationship with him, and he wants to keep Xideni, their ideas are fundamentally impossible to achieve."

He picked up two chips and threw them onto the table. "Followed."

Bandi put the cigar on the ashtray, covered the cards with both hands, and continued to lift a corner, which was his signature move.

He then threw two chips onto the table. "Whether it's the state government or the federal government, they are actually a bit dissatisfied with us."

"Including the Wei De and Williams families, we have occupied the interests here for too long. Every time they want to intervene, they are blocked back by us."

"This time they found a good opportunity, making Xideni possible. I even suspect whether they are targeting us, Prohibition."

Prohibition gave the Hazardous Materials Administration too much power, which is very troublesome.

If it were just police or something, they wouldn't care at all. As long as people living in New Jincheng know not to be enemies with the Five Great Families.

But these people are all from out of town. Although there are locals, there aren't many, which gives the Mayor, who has seized administrative power, a chance to speak in the law enforcement group.

Plus now he has appointed an acting chief, and he is eroding the municipal system of New Jincheng step by step.

"They are the most anxious. I think we should first see what response measures they have."

Salifu threw the cards in his hand. "But what if they can't handle it?"

"Watching him grow bit by bit, to the point where we can't resist?"

Paul came again, throwing some chips up. "This is indeed a trouble, and we actually don't have any good choices."

"Either fight to the end, or compromise directly, but I don't think there's a good opportunity for compromise."

Several people were silent. They had targeted the Mayor for six years.

In six years, the Mayor actually didn't make any actual achievements. Instead, it could be said that he pushed them into a trap.

So there was no chance for compromise between them, and no foundation for compromise.

Compromise, who knows how he will toss them? For the sake of family and interests, they must find a way out.

When the Mayor transferred people from other cities, it actually explained his attitude.

He wants to let New Jincheng change blood!

If you don't want to fight a full-scale war, the best way is to find a foundation for compromise.

Feijiaer finally took a breath of smoke and threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray. "What about giving him a warning?"

Rick, who hadn't spoken, continued to follow the cards. "I think it's possible. No one is afraid of death, no one will not die. Maybe when he feels death, he will be disintegrated faster than we imagine!"

"Agreed!"

"I also agree!"

"What do you plan to do?"

"Throw two dead cats and dogs on his bed?"

"Or mail him a threatening letter containing bullets?"

Although they had determined what to do, they hadn't figured out how to do it to deter the Mayor.

Actually, the purpose of this deterrence is not to solve the Mayor, just to provide a foundation for compromise, making the Mayor realize that the consequences of going to war with the Five Great Families of New Jincheng and local political forces will be very serious.

Then there is a foundation for compromise.

By then, they can fully support the development of the New Bay District and the New Port District. They will also agree to add administrative regions. Aren't these all small problems?

But how to do it, to what extent, they still need to think.

This time they are facing an unusual Mayor, not as easy to handle as before.

If the means of threat are not in place, then the results they want cannot be achieved, and the Mayor cannot be forced back to the negotiating table.

If the means are too intense, it may lead to the Mayor directly overturning the table and not talking, which will also be a huge trouble for them!

The Five Great Families, or the two senior municipal councilors, haven't overturned the table until now because Xideni has no time left.

His term in New Jincheng is only one and a half years left!

Time actually passes very quickly. As long as you endure it, one and a half years pass, he is promoted to the State Assembly, and New Jincheng returns to the tranquility of the past.

By then, they will clean up the forces left by the Mayor, and it will be restored as before!

As for the next Mayor?

It may be a cycle, but it may also be the next puppet!

The Mayor actually knows that the Five Great Families and the two local senior political forces have started to find ways to deal with him, but he is not afraid.

The local forces in New Jincheng are too stubborn, which leads to many people who want to make a fortune here not being able to make it.

It is actually the local forces in New Jincheng that block others, not others peeping at their wealth.

Different angles have different worlds. Xideni believes that victory will eventually belong to him, not those stubborn local mountain-topism!

At this time, compared to the Five Great Families who are brainstorming, or compared to the Mayor's chest, Eric is much more relaxed.

It has been a while since he watched that unlucky guy's head smashed by Lanse.

Lawyer Aosen invited a psychologist for him, and he is walking out of the psychological haze.

His mood is becoming cheerful again. As a young man, he has many old friends around him now, and they are doing quite well.

Eric couldn't help but run out to play.

The bar is the place he likes to go most. Lanse's bar management method is quietly affecting the business method of the entire New Jincheng bar.

Now many bars have some beer girls and girls who are free to play. These girls always say they are here to play, not prostitutes, but if you really want to sleep with them, most of them will quote you very skillfully.

Very few are really here to play, but even so, they still attract the attention of drunks and old lechers.

Eric also likes alcohol and women. Just like now, he saw a beautiful girl and wanted to invite her to enjoy a short romantic encounter with him.

But it seems, it's a bit difficult!

But looking at it, it seems a bit difficult!