Chapter 1020: Can make a fortune

A good time for a carnival is the best time for businessmen to make a fortune.
At this moment, in the most famous F city in Italy, a huge casino called Shura Field is embarking on a night-by-night carnival.
This holiday is not a legal holiday recognized by the country, but a carnival specially set for countless gamblers in this casino.
Tonight, as long as they are gamblers who come to participate in the gambling, they can buy full-price chips at half the price, which means that they can exchange for a hundred chips if they spend fifty yuan.
For countless gamblers, this is undoubtedly a huge discount.
However, in order to get this discount, a prerequisite must be met, that is, the first charge must be at least 500,000.
If you don't charge up to 500,000, you don't deserve to be treated like this, which is one of the reasons why this place is crazy tonight.
Regardless of whether there is money or not, they are all trying to collect a half-million yuan, and then come to this place to splurge.
Some people have achieved a night of riches here, and some people have achieved bankruptcy, compensation and greed, laughter and joy, and drunken gold fans are flooded with this huge casino.
It is no longer possible to use the word prosperous to describe it thinly, because the word prosperous alone is not enough to support the atmosphere of this huge casino.
If you have to find a vocabulary suitable for this casino, it should be Shanda!
This is a grand, but dirty and greedy carnival!
As long as it is a gambler who enters this casino, it will not take long for the people around him to affect his mentality, and then he enters a state of repeated losses, the more he invests, the more he loses, the more he loses.
There are also some people who come out and try every means to fool the eyes of others. When they are discovered, they are directly caught and beaten to death.
Some people even tease girls directly in the casino, and when they see a good-looking girl, they reach out to the bottom of her skirt to wipe oil.
Of course, the women here have long been accustomed to such an atmosphere, all of them dressed exquisitely and beautifully, either flattering or dismissive of the men who rush to.
And their attitude depends entirely on the bargaining chips on the table of those men.
Everything here is clearly priced.
Whether it's a bottle of water, a pack of cigarettes, or a tip on a waiter's body, they are all clearly written on a piece of paper and then pasted on their mouths.
If you want to call them, you must be rewarded accordingly.
What no one knows is that the women or waiters in it are all provided by the casino owner. As long as these employees are paid, half of them are in the hands of the casino owner.
After a whole night, no one can think of how much money the owner of this casino can make.
Because that is a number that no one else could think of.
The owner of this casino is also a character no one else would have imagined.
Some rumors said. The owner of this casino is so powerful that it is unimaginable, and even exaggerated to the point that one-third of the entire Italy belongs to his wealthy businessman.
It is also said that he is an extremely smart businessman who does not scrutinize any means for his own benefit.
In his hands, God knows how many casinos like Shurachang have, and God knows what kind of strength this businessman has.
What they didn't know was that at this moment, the boss was standing on the magnificent seventh floor of the casino, staring at everything under his feet, his eyes were deeply invisible to ordinary people.
"Master, we should be able to make a fortune tonight."
A tall man in a black suit said to the old man with a gray beard standing on the edge of the corridor.
The old man is the owner of this casino, codenamed the father of Shura. As for his real name, no one knows.
However, the father of Shura looked quite old, both his hair and beard were all gray, and his skin was wrinkled and old.
But there was no sense of aging in his eyes, instead, there was always a wise shrewdness.
Hearing the voice of the waiter next to him, the old man finally had some reaction. He snorted coldly, and his tone was full of indifference.
"Yes." The tall man nodded.
Then the old man looked at this huge casino again and asked coldly, "Is he here?"
"What are you talking about?" the tall man asked puzzledly.
The old man looked at him indifferently when he heard the words, the cold light in his eyes was full, and the tall man instantly realized that he nodded quickly, "Master, the time we agreed with him is 9:30 in the evening, he should have arrived."
The old man was relieved.
Then he turned around on his crutches, "Go and see."
"Yes." The tall man followed behind him and left.
Then the two got on the elevator together, and the tall man pressed down the sixteen-story building.
But after a while, the elevators opened, and the tall man led the way all the way in front.
Then led the old man into a very high-end room.
Walking to the door of a room that looked very upscale, the tall man first opened the door respectfully, and then bent over to the old man, "Master, please."
The old man walked away with a cane.
The tall man stopped at the door at this time, and the pile of bodyguards following the old man stopped at the door one after another.
Just look up, and you can see a sign hanging on the top of this high-end door, which says: Conference Room in fluent Italian.
Conference room, a secret location of the casino.
At this time, the old man had walked into the room, and there were already a bunch of people sitting inside.
This group of people are typical Italians, but they also contain some races from other countries. They look serious, as if they have been waiting for a long time.
At the moment when they saw the gray-bearded old man, they all stood up one after another, bent forward in a uniform, "Good leader."
Hearing the sound, the old man didn't respond. He held an old face indifferently, and only slightly slapped the ground with his crutches twice before sitting down again.
Subsequently, the old man returned to his main position.
And just behind him, a wall made entirely of black jade, was engraved with an exquisite logo.
There are two Italian words in the middle of the logo. Although the shape of the design is scribble, it is not difficult for people to see that these two words read: Shura.
The picture returned to the old man's face, his old and unspoken cold face was indeed reminiscent of the word Shura.
Then, under the old man's eyes, their meeting finally began.