However, Chris did not care at all, he shook his head gently and laughed: "Marshall, it seems that you, the groom-to-be, are lucky tonight!"
"I still don't believe that my luck can't overwhelm you! Come on, let's continue!"
The others found that they were completely running along.
Because of such a big bet, they didn't dare to play even if they started with a good hand, so it was soon time for another straight face-off between Chris and Marshall.
This hand, Chris intentionally controls the pace of betting, 1 after another, almost 20 million euros when the face value of the chips left in the hands of 7 or 8 million, the table is equal to 70 or 80 million.
If Chris lost this hand, then he would have lost more than 9 hundred million, and would have to buy chips from Marshall with real money as required.
The company is also very excited at this time, not even 30 minutes, won nearly a f_cking billion, this feeling is just like a dream.
The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.
The company's main goal was to force Chris to hurry up and pay out a sum of money, so he immediately threw in 10 million chips and said, "Mr. Arthur, I'll bet 100 million, you seem to be out of chips."
Chris shrugged his shoulders, threw a hand of huge miscellaneous cards directly to the side, and opened his mouth, "I fold."
The crowd burst into an uproar.
"This is a fold?"
"Throwing 1 or 2 hundred million dollars, only to fold when he said he would, does this guy know how to play or not?"
"If I had known he was so stupid, I would have had to take a hand from him just now! I can't let all the money go to Marshall!"
Marshall was laughing at this moment, but he couldn't control his emotions, so he could only slow down for half a day before saying, "Mr. Arthur, you have no more chips for the next game, do you think you should settle the money 1st?"
Chris frowned and spoke with an unhappy face: "This is really f_cking evil! How come my hand is so bad today……"
After saying that, he looked at Marshall and asked, "I am going to spend money to redeem the chips right?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Marshall's whole face smiled like chrysanthemum and narrowed his eyes, "Mr. Arthur, I'll give you my Swiss bank account number?"
"OK." Chris nodded and said, "You give me the account number 1st, I will arrange for the finance to make the payment later."
"I can't let everyone wait here for my money to arrive, how about this, I'll put my Concorde in your place 1st, write you a mortgage agreement, sign and pledge it for 300 million euros."
"You only need to give me 30 million chips, enough for me to play another game. What do you think?"
Marshall was laughing madly in his heart, but his face pretended to be very difficult and said, "Mr. Arthur, your Concorde is indeed very rare, but this Concorde is really an old plane, isn't a discount of 300 million euros a bit too much?"
Chris looked at Marshall, a look of disdain for him, shook his head and said: "So I say you people do things on the fretful, like a p_ssy! 1st of all, not to mention that my plane is originally out of production, and spent a lot of money to renovate the decoration, then just say you won me today almost 1 billion euros."
"Even if the Concorde discounted 300 million euros mortgage to you, to say that it is not just a hand of cards? A hand of cards you win back, the plane will be yours by then, 2 hundred million and 3 hundred million, what's the difference?"
Skylar understood this and hurriedly said, "Marshall! Mr. Arthur is right, you are too unlike a man! You are still calculating over such a small matter, hurry up and promise Mr. Arthur, take another 30 million chips to him!"
Only then did Marshall come back to his senses and said, "Da_n right! Anyway, Chris is to mortgage the plane to me, no matter how much I discount chips, eventually, it will still fall into my pocket."
"Then not only the plane returns to me, Chris will also give me a billion euros, I really am f_cking lucky today!
Thinking of this, Marshall hurriedly took out 30 million from his pile of chips, respectfully pushed his hands to Chris, and said with a smile, "Mr. Arthur, 30 million chips, please accept it."
Chris reached out and took the 30 million chips, nodded gently, then looked at Skylar and said seriously, "Ms. Skylar, to be honest, you found such a person, it's really a waste of your talents!"
Skylar also feels that Marshall, this guy, is a bit on the stage, but after all, the 2 of them are playing today is a couple, Marshall today won over Chris, and whatever he has at the end, there is her half in it.
Chris stacked the chips in front of himself, took the initiative to ask for a pen and paper, wrote a simple mortgage agreement by hand, then signed and pressed his handprint.
After that, he handed the mortgage agreement to Marshall, and glanced at the dealer, and said with a smile, "I say you, buddy, for this game you have to give me a good deal, you see I lost so much, should also let me win a game, right?"
The dealer was about to make several polite remarks when he suddenly felt an invisible energy surge into his brain, and immediately afterward, he nodded respectfully.
However, this change in him, except for Chris, no one noticed……
To be continued...
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