Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
On the car.
Hong Dali asked,
Chu Zhongqin wouldn’t have been beaten to death right…
Tang Muxin replied,
He should… should be fine…
Hong Dali decisively ordered his manpower.
Call the car in front to go back and see if they can pick him up. Hopefully, he doesn’t get beaten—he is, after all, a big star, and has just saved us now.
Twenty minutes later.
Chu Zhongqin, who had his clothes torn apart, burst out in tears on the car. He grabbed Hong Dali’s sleeves and began to cry.
Young Master, pity me. My wallet, phone, and ID card are all gone…
Tip him!
He had, after all, saved him once, and Hong Dali was not stingy at all.
I will not let your efforts go unrewarded. 1,000,000!
Thank you, young master!
After hearing the amount, Chu Zhongqin instantly felt as if his waist no longer hurt, and his legs were no longer sore. His felt as if his whole body was filled with energy. The previous beating was simply too worth it!
Chu Zhongqin was a veteran star in the industry. However, veteran stars and famous stars are different. Although his status in the industry was not low, it did not mean that it was easy for him to earn money—with his age, appearance fee in a show would usually only amount up to a hundred thousand, and sometimes, he would not even get any. In reality, even though he dressed and looked extravagantly, he was, in fact, very poor. Although he was not poor to the point where he just owned a house and a car, he was not in the ranks of the industry’s famous artists.
With the 1 million previously, coupled with the appearance fee for this episode of
I Am a Singer,
Chu Zhongqin’s earnings totaled up to 2 million—a considerably large sum of money.
After parking the car, Hong Dali called his lackeys to take Chu Zhongqin to change to a suit. When he came back into the car, he recovered his fashion style. Of course, his nose and face would remain swollen for a while.
Hong Dali snapped his fingers.
Let’s move out! To the casino!
While speaking, he did not forget to comfort Chu Zhongqin.
When you go up later, act exuberant. Even if your skills don’t make it, act as if you’re the god of gamblers. Don’t make me lose face, the winnings will remain yours!
No problem, I will guarantee that the mission will be accomplished!
Following that, Chu Zhongqin flipped his hair and even put on a pair of sunglasses. After seeing this, Hong Dali gave him a thumbs up.
Handsome!
It had to be admitted that after the old guy dressed up, he did look powerful and of high stature.
Being Young Master’s follower, how can I lose face for Young Master.
Chu Zhongqin, who was defeated by Hong Dali’s assault using money previously, became a humble and loyal follower comparable to Hong Dali’s nine lackeys.
Whatever Young Master asks for, I will definitely do it, hehe.
In Chu Zhongqin’s eyes, Hong Dali was no different from the God of Wealth in the heavens. To put it simply, one would definitely not lose out following him.
En, alright!
Hong Dali nodded his head in agreement, before looking out of the window.
We are here, let’s go.
Debora Casino.
The previous time he was here, Hong Dali was still a newbie that had just transmigrated. This time was definitely going to be different.
The three male lackeys in front opened a path with menacing looks. Wearing a black windbreaker, with a hat on his head, a white scarf around his neck, a cigarette in his mouth and sunglasses on, Chu Zhongqin walked in composedly while glancing around looking like a big boss.
Hong Dali brought Tang Muxin in walking swaggeringly, while each holding a dog in their hand. Hong Dali’s Samoyed Xiao Xiao even had the 400,000 jade in its mouth. In Tang Muxin’s was the Chow Chow Xiao Xiaobai. If one were to see them from afar, one would even think that she was holding a panda. When passing by children saw it, they even wanted to run over to take a photo but were held back by their parents.
Behind were the six female lackeys, led by Ling Xiaoyi, with the rest following her. They were all dressed in black leather jackets, short skirts, and stockings while wearing black high heels. Sounds of people swallowing their saliva could be heard wherever they walked past.
After entering Deborah Casino, a bell boy immediately went forward when he saw Hong Dali and greeted politely.
Young Master Dali, you’re here. Quickly, do head inside!
Tip him!
Hong Dali waved his hand.
1000.
The lackey on the side immediately took out a bunch of banknotes from his pocket and counted ten pieces of 100 yuan bills.
Hold it. Remember, follow whatever Young Master says. If Young Master asks you not to do something, don’t do it. If he asks you to do something, then do it. Do you understand?
Yes! Yes!
After receiving the money, the bell boy bowed.
Young Master Dali, are you going to the room from the previous time?
Okay!
Being familiar with the place this time around, Hong Dali walked straight towards the poker room. The bell boy in front cleared the path while shouting,
Brothers, Young Master Dali is here! Come out to greet him!
After hearing the call, all Deborah Casino’s waiters ran out and stood in two rows. When they saw Hong Dali, they shouted in unison:
Greetings, Young Master Dali!
Tip them!
Hong Dali once again waved his hand.
500 per person!
Once again, the male lackey counted the bills and gave each person 500. After following Hong Dali for so long, he had grown better at the job. In the past, he would have needed to rush to the nearest ATM to withdraw money. However, this time around, he had asked for special permission from Ling Xiaoyi to bring along 100,000 wherever he went. He had placed 20,000 on each of his side pockets, 10,000 on each of his back pockets, and held another 20,000 on his hands. Whenever Hong Dali called him to tip someone, he would whip out the bills from his pockets or arms, which made him feel very accomplished.
Entering the same VIP room as the last time, Hong Dali took in a deep breath.
Still the same familiar room, the same smell…
Currently, there were only five people in the room. Excluding the dealer, there were four people playing poker. They were all fresh faces that Hong Dali had never seen before. However, when they saw Hong Dali, three people stood up while smiling at Hong Dali and said,
Aiyo, Young Master Dali is here.
These three were all in their forties. They were all wearing suits, with one wearing gold glasses, one with a big belly, and one having acne rosacea. Hong Dali, however, was not concerned about them. At this time, his attention was completely attracted by the young man who did not stand up the whole time.
The young man seemed to be only twenty-five or -six years old and was dressed in a set of fitting clothes. Although one couldn’t deduce the brand, it was definitely not cheap. He had a pair of eyebrows shaped like a sword, thin lips, and a red birthmark in the middle of his forehead, which looked like the third eye of Erlang God in mythology.
Everyone else stood up and rushed to greet Hong Dali. This young man, on the other hand, was sitting casually at the table instead. From time to time, he would grab a peanut and throw it into his mouth.
At first glance, this person was definitely not simple. Hong Dali first nodded his head to return greetings to the other three. Then, he smiled while greeting.
This brother here, may I know how to address you? I can see that your bones are special, and there is even a light shining from the sky. You’re definitely not a simple person!
