Chapter 598: Monopoly and Extortionist

In fact, Lanse didn't know how much money that Mr. Serui owed him. He didn't care about this. The extra is all his punishment for him.

If apologizing and compensating for losses were useful, why does the Federation need so many courts and prosecutors?

This is a punishment, so that he won't do it again next time. Of course, it is very likely that he won't have a next time.

"I heard that there were movies with a box office of several million before?", Lanse seemed to have heard someone say this.

The director immediately echoed, "Yes, but that was just the box office generated. We don't know how much is true and how much is false."

"The production company only earned more than four hundred thousand."

"So little?", Lanse felt a bit incredible. A box office of several million, even if it was boasting, the production company earned less than 10%, which is obviously too unreasonable.

The director explained with a smile, "Because everyone has been using the buyout screening method before, and counting the box office is just a marketing strategy, Mr. Lanse."

"People who hear those movies that created box office history are definitely more willing to buy tickets to watch, even if the price is not cheap."

"But in fact, the buyout cost of that movie is about seven hundred and fifty dollars, and there are some areas where piracy exists."

Seven hundred and fifty dollars for one copy, one hundred copies is seventy-five thousand, six hundred copies is more than four hundred thousand. If there is piracy, their luck is indeed not very good.

This is also the most important problem that all movie companies are facing now. Making movies is definitely profitable, but most of them are earned by cinemas.

"If we can ensure the feasibility of the box office revenue-sharing model, and are willing to help them distribute movies, and provide guarantees for the playing of movies."

"Do you think they will be willing to join our system?"

Lanse stated his consideration. The director was stunned for a moment, and his eyes gradually became bigger. He understood Lanse's meaning too well!

"This is really... God!"

"You will become the God of all movie companies, Mr. Lanse!"

"Everyone will be crazy for you!"

He was so excited that his body was trembling slightly, because he realized that if this could really work, then his status in the film circle would be higher!

Any movie production company that wants to make money must give their movies to them for distribution and playing.

By that time, how to play, whose to play, are all up to him!

He was excited, because as a Federation person in this period, he understood the gold content of the word "monopoly" too well!

If only Lanse can do this, then this is a monopoly.

And monopoly will bring immeasurable benefits, wealth, status, everything!

"Recently, you can talk about this matter intentionally or unintentionally to everyone, find a few reporters, publicize it, and then sit down and chat with everyone to see how to set the price."

"I am more inclined to share with them according to the percentage of the box office."

"In addition, someone may come to find trouble with you recently. I have already arranged people near the company, and you should pay attention to it yourself."

After the director left, Lanse walked to the window to smoke. He looked at the beautiful scenery outside and enjoyed the peace brought by tobacco for a while.

But it didn't take long for this peace to be interrupted by a phone call.

He walked back to the table with a cigarette in his mouth and sat down, picking up the phone. "It's me."

"Mr. Lanse, I am..., I encountered a trouble and don't know how to tell you."

The phone was called from the casino. Lanse frowned. "Use your simplest language to say it."

This guy is from the Koda family. In order to set up a flag of "I am not a tyrant," they are still working in the casino and have everything they had before.

After people gradually accept all this, Lanse will find a way to replace them slowly and eventually clean them out.

He doesn't trust these people, at any time.

If it is said that he killed Burton's son Robu, he can still trust Burton, because Burton's desire for power and the bridge of trust between them is Jeral, and Burton's family is now under his control.

The hatred between him and these remnants of the Koda family may not be so naked, but it will definitely not be less.

There is no bridge and guarantee of trust between them yet. Maybe now, later, they will maintain loyalty to Lanse, but as long as there is a chance, they will definitely betray Lanse.

Lanse is not willing to bet that these people have excellent character and can dedicate all their loyalty to their enemies, so after their utilization value disappears, it is the moment they disappear.

Now the casino also needs them. Lanse's people have not operated a casino. Morris is very familiar with the casino, but he is also exploring how to operate a casino well.

These people can provide some valuable experience, allowing Lanse's people to grow rapidly.

Hearing Lanse say this, he immediately organized the language. "There is a player who keeps winning. We suspect he cheated, but we have never found any signs of him cheating."

This kind of thing often happens, in stories, or rumors. "Then did he cheat?"

The voice coming from the receiver was slightly panicked. "He definitely cheated, otherwise no one can keep winning, Mr. Lanse!"

Lanse took a puff of cigarette. "Did you use means?"

He knew that there were some dealers in the casino who would have a few tricks. Every dealer has his own unique skills. The stronger the dealer, the higher the income, so they are very interested in doing this.

"Used, but still lost."

"Used means and still lost, so he must have cheated."

Lanse laughed twice first, but soon restrained his smile. "Did Morris go to deal with it?"

"The manager has gone to deal with it, but the other party... the asking price is very high."

In fact, this kind of situation is often encountered in many casinos. Some people have high skills and come to gamble and keep winning.

The best way is to send them to the west, but many times you can't do this.

So you can only choose to give them a sum of money, let them roll, and at the same time put this person on the blacklist.

Next time they come, they won't provide chip exchange services, or even let them in.

Morris went to deal with it, which means Morris sent him money, but this person's purpose is not to make a profit.

Lanse said "I know" and hung up the phone, and went directly out of the office.

When he came down from upstairs, many people chatting or playing game machines or playing billiards in the hall stopped their movements when they saw Lanse and stood there looking at him.

Lanse turned his gaze on a few people, Hailamu was not there, went to the director's side, Laoen didn't come back from New Jin City.

He turned his gaze around, stopped on Daewen after turning around some young people who were eager to try.

He had a deep impression of Daewen. This is a ruthless person, and he has a hand in torturing people.

"Daewen, take your people and go with me."

Daewen immediately waved his fist. "No problem, boss!"

The people around him also smiled one after another, and immediately put down the things in their hands and surrounded Lanse.

The moment the door was pushed open, passers-by at the door subconsciously accelerated their pace, or stayed outside the door. The car door parked slowly on the side of the road was pulled open by the gang members at the door.

Lanse walked out quickly and got into the car. The whole process took four or five seconds.

"Where are we going?" Daewen asked back.

"Go to Jingang Casino."

The motorcade started slowly, and many people paid attention to the motorcade.

More than ten minutes later, the motorcade arrived at Jingang Casino, and someone was already waiting for him at the door.

Looking at the white fat man who had been wiping sweat, Lanse corresponded him to the person on the phone just now.

"Mr. Lanse, please follow me."

Lanse nodded, and the group entered the hall quickly. They were not in the gambling hall on the second floor.

The upper limit of the hall on the first floor is one hundred dollars, which means that no matter what game you play at any gambling table, the chip you can bet is at most one hundred dollars.

The excess part will be pushed to you by the dealer, and the maximum win or loss is one hundred dollars.

They speak relatively nicely, saying it is to avoid gambling dogs getting hot-headed, but in fact, it is screening the poor and the rich.

The first floor only provides free iced lemon water and some cheap food. Cheap wine was also provided before, but now it cannot be done like that.

The second floor provides more things, juice, coffee, black tea, and all kinds of food.

Even if someone says they need massage, the casino will also provide it, but it needs to be charged.

Arriving at the third floor, real VIPs, everything is supplied for free here, including wine.

If a guest says they are hungry and wants to eat lamb chops, then a cook will push a cooking cart over and cook two lamb chops in front of the guest for the guests to eat.

As for the fourth floor, although it is operated by the casino, it is already a gamble between guests and guests. The casino is only responsible for providing the venue, gambling games, and the role of the dealer.

Sometimes dealers don't need to be provided, they can handle it themselves.

The minimum bet on the second floor is twenty dollars, and the upper limit is two thousand. Although this base bet is not small, there are many people here. Just after going to the second floor, Lanse saw that a gambling table in the hall was already surrounded by people, accompanied by people's continuous shouting, followed by thunderous cheers and laughter.

Undoubtedly, the lighthouse is leading his believers to kill.

When seeing Lanse, Morris breathed a sigh of relief. He took the initiative to leave the side of the gambling table and came to Lanse. "I'm a bit unclear."

He said while walking to the side of the gambling table with Lanse. "I have been staring at him, it seems he didn't cheat, but you know, no one can keep winning at the gambling table."

Lanse nodded. "How much did we lose?"

"Lost seventeen times in a row, now people are crazy, every time it opens, we have to lose about forty or fifty thousand." 【598-

"The good news is that not everyone dares to place a bet, but the bad news is that the guy doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping."

Lanse nodded. "I heard he's asking for a high price?"

Mo Lisi sighed. "He wants two million."

This was indeed an outrageously high figure. If word got out, soon those who considered themselves cheating experts would gather here and demand an exorbitant amount.

Lanse turned and whispered something in Mo Lisi's ear, then walked over to the gambling table.

No content can be seen here!

The casino staff cleared a spot for Lanse to sit down.

After Lanse sat down, the gamblers who had been shouting "Deal the cards!" suddenly jolted in alarm!

Except for a very few, most of the gamblers withdrew their chips and moved a distance away from the table.

They recognized Lanse.

Perhaps the media and newspapers would use some form of beautification to cover up the bloody nature of the power transition in the casino, but as gamblers who hung around the casino every day, how could they not have heard about it?

More than half of the Koda family had died, their assets had been squeezed clean, and a pile of core figures were dead, leaving only Fleming missing.

The pardon application the prosecutor helped Shi Dong file was rejected, but in terms of sentencing, they gave Shi Dong a "discount": fifteen years.

If he could work hard and get a sentence reduction, he would only be in his early forties when he got out.

How could Lanse, who had done so much to get the casino, be a "civilized person" who defeated the Koda family through commercial means?

They didn't dare to act recklessly anymore; their hot-bloodedness began to cool, and they became rational.

But there were also some new people who didn't know the situation inside and were still following that person's bets.

And that person looked at Lanse with very calm eyes, as if he didn't know him.

However, Lanse believed that this person knew him.

The dealer glanced at Lanse and asked if he wanted to continue dealing. Lanse nodded.

That suspected cheater won again.

In fact, at this moment, even the stupidest person knew that this guy was cheating.

The dealer pushed the chips to him, and he casually picked up a two-thousand-dollar one and threw it back into the betting area.

Lanse turned to look at Mo Lisi. Mo Lisi walked over and leaned down. Lanse whispered a few words in his ear, then Mo Lisi took over the dealer's position and brought a new deck of cards to deal.

"I heard you want two million?"

The gambler nodded. "Yes, two million, and I'll leave right now."

Lanse did not refuse. "If you can win these next three rounds, I agree to give you that amount."

Lanse nodded at Mo Lisi, and Mo Lisi began to deal.

Without a doubt, this cheater won again, and he won three times in a row.

When he was about to reach out to pick up the cards in front of him and throw them back, Lanse reached out and pressed down on his arm.

Mo Lisi collected the cards in front of him, and the cheater sitting at the table had a slight change in his eyes.

Lanse said, "They say you cheated. Honestly, I didn't see how you did it, but I trust my people."

"Do you mind going to the room next door so we can check what you have on you?"

"If you didn't cheat, I will give you two million and ensure you leave New Jincheng safely."

"If you did cheat, then I can only say I'm sorry."

That person was not afraid. After a brief silence, he instead laughed and said, "What?"

"Is winning money cheating?"

"Do you search everyone just because they won money?"

He didn't look at Lanse, but at the others, seemingly trying to send them this signal.

This casino only allows losing money, not winning money.

This is a major taboo for casinos, which is why many casinos, when encountering such situations, pay the money to settle things quietly.

If the news that "the casino doesn't allow players to win money" spreads, the casino's business will soon become visibly deserted.

Although the vast majority of people in the casino lose money, what if?

They think, what if they win?

Lanse looked at Mo Lisi. "Count the cards."

The guy who had been somewhat arrogant suddenly stopped talking.

He had many small movements with his hands—clinching his fist, then gesturing with one or two fingers. Lanse had been watching him the whole time.

Soon the cards were counted: fifty-two cards, but five of them were identical.

Lanse stood up and glanced at Dai Wei. "It's up to you."

Others also realized what had happened. They looked at the man with a mix of expectation and surprise. The man sat there with his face changing colors.

He suddenly stood up. "This is a frame-up, sir!"

"That card was slipped in by this gentleman; it has nothing to do with me."

Lanse shook his head and went straight to the general manager's office. Mo Lisi followed back soon after.

"How did you know that's how he was cheating?" Mo Lisi asked.

He had watched for a long time and couldn't tell, but Lanse saw it after being there for a short while. He found it incredible.

Lanse didn't really hide his thoughts. "Although our playing cards are printed separately, it's not difficult for someone to get their hands on them."

"They can also spend the same amount of money to find a printing factory to print similar cards for them, so we can't distinguish which are ours and which they brought."

"As long as he cheated, then he must have changed the hand of cards in front of him."

"Fifty-two cards don't change. If he swapped any one of them, there would definitely be one too many or one too few."

"You didn't notice it before because he had a habit of picking up his hand and throwing it to the dealer every time."

"He probably collected the swapped cards at that moment, which is why you couldn't find any problems."

Mo Lisi nodded repeatedly after hearing this. "What you said makes a lot of sense, but is it worth it for him to take such a big risk?"

Lanse shook his head. "This might need a wait. I believe Dai Wei will be able to bring out something I'm interested in."

Less than fifteen minutes later, Dai Wei came into the room with a shirt.

"Looks like he used this shirt to cheat?" Lanse asked.

Dai Wei showed it to them. The cuffs of this shirt were wider than those of ordinary shirts. Inside, several cards were hidden, which could be taken out or slipped in through a mouth similar to a pattern.

It was a very interesting little mechanism. When you slipped a card in from one pattern, another card would pop out from the same place.

Even if someone asked him to take off his clothes for an inspection, they wouldn't necessarily discover the secret in his cuffs.

For those proficient in gambling, they don't need to hide a whole deck of cards; they only need to hide three or five to maintain the maximum winning rate.

"Then what was his motive?"

Dai Wei grinned and said, "He's a friend of Bandi's, wanting to vent some anger for Bandi."

Lanse continued, "And knock me for some money while he's at it."

Dai Wei shrugged. "That's exactly what it means."

Lanse toyed with the interesting little mechanism for a moment, then said, "Get a display case, put it at the entrance of the casino, and let everyone see it."

"And that person, deal with him. I need everyone to know why he died. Understand what I mean?"

"Yes, boss!"

(End of chapter)