Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1135 Big Gambler
More than half an hour later, Nan Yi and Jiang Xuanyan were already sitting in front of the slot machines, shouting and playing.
The one who was shouting and screaming was naturally Jiang Xuanyan. She only placed a bet of five cents each time, but it could capture her whole mind. Her eyes were wide open, and her gaze followed the patterns scrolling on the screen. She would get excited as long as the scene of gold coins popping up appeared, even if it was from the machine next door.
On Jiang Xuanyan's right, there was another woman playing with a similar style, also shouting and screaming.
Nan Yi sat on the left of Jiang Xuanyan, letting his machine play there, with half of his eyes focused on Jiang Xuanyan's machine and the other half observing the strange woman next to him. Unlike Jiang Xuanyan, the strange woman played the full line at once, with a bottom bet of three dollars.
Although three dollars is 60 times of five cents, as long as you don't get addicted, even if you lose every time, vomiting will usually come before losing everything.
What aroused Nan Yi's interest was not the high stakes of the strange woman, but the branded clothes she wore, her languid body, and the excitement and confusion in her eyes. This was a casino, and the woman's state could only mean that she had been gambling for at least a day and a night, and...
Nan Yi looked at a man not far away who had been staring at the strange woman. If nothing unexpected happened, he was a stacker.
Gamblers who are being watched by the jockeys are either about to enter the VIP room or have already entered the VIP room; they have either already lost all their money or are on the way to losing everything.
The strange woman did not have the decisive temperament of a strong woman, nor did she have the domineering attitude of a blessed family. She was more like a woman who slept with the right man, but was only good in bed. She was looking for love in the Eiffel Tower, and her life was good enough, so why did she come to Macau for excitement?
Nan Yi hadn't thought enough about the strange woman, so he relaxed his eyes and turned around inadvertently, and saw an acquaintance running towards him.
He could only stand up and face the person who came, shaking hands with his right hand.
"Brother Dong, I haven't seen you for a few years. You don't look any older, but your forehead is not right. It's red, too red."
The acquaintance is Lan Guidong, who borrowed 150 million Hong Kong dollars from Nan Yi to rent a casino in Macau. In less than four months, he paid back the principal and interest. It has been more than ten years since the incident, and Lan Guidong should be worth a lot of money now.
"Hahaha, Nansheng, you look young. You look the same as you did eight years ago. You haven't changed at all."
Seeing Nan Yi again, Lan Guidong felt very emotional. Thanks to Nan Yi's willingness to lend him money, his career in Macau could start from one VIP room, and then slowly expand to two, three, and now there are seven VIP rooms. When things are good, the daily turnover is several billion, and when things are not good, there are still six or seven hundred million, and he can put seven or eight hundred million in his pocket every year.
Lan Guidong is not a person who forgets his roots. He knows very well that without Nan Yi, he would not be where he is today.
"Haha, Brother Dong, we don't need to praise each other. I've only been here for a short time and Brother Dong has come to me. I know that Brother Dong must be in good shape now. Is there a VIP room for Brother Dong in this place?"
Nowadays, casinos are generally divided into three or two areas. One is the slot machine area (Slot), which is not available in every casino because slot machines have stable profits but not much. The second is the gambling table area (Mass). The minimum bet varies from casino to casino, ranging from 20 to 100. The limit on winnings is also relatively low. It is a place for ordinary gamblers to have some fun. Of course, when you are unlucky and refuse to admit defeat, it is not impossible to lose hundreds of millions.
The third one is the VIP room, which can also be called the "rich man's time-travel machine". It is specifically responsible for sending the rich back to the time before liberation. Once they go to the VIP room to gamble, they may suffer broken bones at best and restart their life at worst. When gamblers have lost everything they can lose and are in debt, they will be surprised to find that the stackers who used to be so lowly as to help them suck out pus have instantly become big men, and the earth is turned upside down. If it is a beautiful female gambler, wow!
The VIP room has a hall owner, whose official name is gaming intermediary. The hall owner contracts the VIP room from the casino owner (gambling company) who has a gaming license. Not only does he have to pay a contract fee every year, but he also has to share the profits with the casino owner, usually 30% to 70%, with the hall owner taking the smaller share. He also has to bear part of the taxes.
VIP rooms were born in 1988, but they really started to flourish in 2002, because that was the year Macau’s gambling rights were opened up. In 2003, the mainland opened up its free travel policy, but there was a regulation that the amount of cash a person could carry from the mainland to Macau must not exceed RMB 20,000 or the equivalent of USD 5,000 in foreign currency. This gave VIP rooms and junket operators room to move up in social class, but also brought about a reshuffle for the junket operators.
Since 2003, more and more people from the mainland have become stackers, and soon they have become the backbone of the stackers. Almost all of them are from the mainland, and people from other regions have to stand aside.
Different from other regions where most of the stackers came from gangsters or low-class characters, the stackers in the mainland were divided into two distinct groups at the beginning. One group was ruthless gangsters whose life experience before becoming stackers could be summarized by the word "muddling around".
The other type is people with business acumen who have been doing business in the mainland for many years and have already accumulated some wealth, but it is difficult for them to move up further. So they find another way and come to Macau to become stackers.
After doing business, you will naturally have a few friends in the business world, and friends have other friends. A good circle will naturally bring good customers. Starting with the former friends in the business world, one big customer will bring another big customer into the VIP room you serve and lose all the money. It is easy for the stacker to accumulate wealth again. He originally had a net worth of only hundreds of thousands or millions, but in just a few months or a year, he can jump to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
Before becoming the hall owner, this awesome stacker was just a subordinate of Lan Guidong. It is conceivable what kind of existence Lan Guidong is in the gambling circle of Macau. For such a person, the possibility of caring about the slot machine area that has nothing to do with him is very slim.
The cameras in the gambling table area and the slot machine area are controlled by the casino. According to normal rules, Lan Guidong has no access to the surveillance footage and would not care about the gamblers in the slot machine area. However, he was able to discover Nan Yi's existence. After a little reasoning, he concluded that the stacker and the strange woman next to him were the key.
Nan Yi thought it was quite interesting. What kind of wealthy customer would be able to alarm Lan Guidong, the big boss behind the scenes?
"Nansheng, come to my office and sit down, we can have a good chat." Lan Guidong laughed.
Nan Yi pointed at Jiang Xuanyan and said, "My girlfriend, let her have some fun here first."
Before Lan Guidong appeared, he had already observed the situation clearly. He knew the relationship between Nan Yi and Jiang Xuanyan, and what kind of woman Jiang Xuanyan was.
"Don't worry, Nansheng. My people will take care of her and make sure she has a good time. Please come this way."
Nan Yi followed Lang Guidong to an office on the second floor with a one-way glass wall. Lang Guidong poured Nan Yi a glass of whiskey and invited Nan Yi to the glass wall. Looking at the gamblers at the gambling table below, he said, "Nan Sheng, did you notice the woman next to you just now?"
Nan Yi took a sip of wine and said, "I noticed it. Is it yours?"
Languidong: "Top quality, a lover of a real estate boss, with a baby in her belly."
"So what? You have money, but are you worried about not being able to find a woman to give birth to a child?"
Lan Guidong: "It's different. The boss is from Chaoshan. The company is in Shencun. He is very rich. He was injured when he was young, so it's difficult for him to have another child."
"No son?"
Langui Dong: "This one in my belly is my son."
"No wonder you said it was top-notch stuff. Even if he had to sacrifice half of his wealth, the boss would still save his lover. Brother Dong, I don't want to know any more details. I just want to know when you will swallow this stuff."
Langui Dong: "Tonight, she wants to gamble on the bottom of the table."
"One to several?"
Rotten Ghost Dong: "One to ten."
"You're playing such a big game, aren't you afraid that the police will catch you?"
In addition to the 1-to-1 odds on the table, behind the table, gamblers and stackers can ignore casino rules and privately increase the odds to 1-to-3, 1-to-5 or even 10-to-1. In the jargon, this is called 1-to-3, 1-to-5 or 1-to-10.
The gambling money under the table will not be included in the VIP room's turnover, so there is no need to pay taxes. From a business management perspective, this is an act of tax evasion and is illegal.
Lan Guidong complained: "The tax is too heavy. If I don't play under the table, I will starve to death."
"How many yards to sign?"
Languidong: "Two hundred million."
"You're eating at the bottom of the table alone?"
Languidong: "And my stackers."
"Hiss, Dong Ge, should I say you are braver than Guan Gong?"
The signing code in the VIP room is the inner code, which is actually a kind of credit line. Lan Guidong signed an inner code of 200 million to the strange woman, which means that he guaranteed to get a credit line of 200 million from the casino's account. The strange woman can use her "saliva" to gamble first, and once she loses, the casino will only ask Lan Guidong for the debt, and will not care where the money for Lan Guidong's repayment comes from. The responsibility of collecting the debt is borne by Lan Guidong.
In other words, the strange woman lost all the 200 million yuan, a total of 2.2 billion yuan on and off the stage, while Lan Guidong won 2 billion yuan in uncollectible accounts plus the commission of the code flow that can be withdrawn at any time.
[The commission is not calculated based on 200 million, but on the amount of chips placed on the table. At the end of the game, regardless of whether the gambler wins or loses, the stacker can get a commission of 10% to 15% per thousand. In extreme cases, 200 million chips can generate a turnover of tens of billions, and the stacker's commission can exceed 100 million.
Of course, this situation exists in theory, but is rarely seen in reality, just like a natural card with a Thirteen Yao. If anyone wants to win with this kind of card, no doubt, he will be dealt the axe. ］
On the other hand, if the strange woman is very successful and wins all the way, and "theoretically" can win tens of billions, then the rotten ghost Dong will be in trouble. He must recognize the money he lost, otherwise he will have no place to stand in Macau. The casino owners and those who want to become hall owners will unite to drive him out.
Lan Guidong: "I have two big investments that have taken up a lot of my funds. I am very tight on cash."
"Do you have a bomb?"
Bombs refer to gamblers who have gambled so much that they are unable to repay their debts, but still want to borrow money from the stackers. If a stacker makes a mistake and lends money to bombs as high-quality customers, it is like throwing money into a bottomless pit. Not only will he not get much commission, but it will also be difficult to recover the debt.
Most bombs are taken from Peter to Paul. Before you (from the perspective of the stacker), it is very likely that he has outstanding debts from other stackers or loan sharks. This means that any money he wins in gambling or makes money in legitimate business will be taken away by the people who are watching him in front of him to pay off his debts.
If you want him to pay you back, go to the back of the queue. Often when you get to the end of the queue, you will find that you don’t have a cent left.
In addition, most bombs will cheat people by any means to get the gambling capital. Many weak stackers are dragged to death by bombs. Sometimes, stackers in the same circle establish information exchange relationships. The important role is to prevent bombs from taking advantage of the poor communication caused by the competition between stackers and cheating the stackers.
Rotten Ghost Dong: "How could there not be?"
"Are there any women?"
Rotten Ghost Dong: “Yes.”
"Tell a stacker to follow me and listen to my letter. Take my girlfriend to see how your men make bombs. By the way, tell me in detail how glorious the past of bombs was."
Langui Dong laughed, "Nansheng, you really care about your girlfriend."
Nan Yi shook the wine glass in his hand and chuckled, "I just don't like hugging a gambler. I'll call Da Li Meng later."
The Self-Defense Team has a bad debt team under its umbrella. Their business is not debt collection, but rather they travel around casinos around the world, specifically looking for gamblers who have become addicted to gambling and are willing to cash in or mortgage their high-quality assets. They then connect with them and buy their assets that are about to be liquidated at low prices.
This business is quite profitable, but the most lucrative ones will be digested by the casino-related personnel themselves and will not be left to outsiders. The bad debt team will not compete head-on with the local snakes and will only eat the leftovers that the casinos disdain. Despite this, relying on the powerful digestive ability of the Nan family's iron stomach, the profits are still very considerable.
Dali Lie is the head of the Bad Debts Group in Macau. He usually cooperates with Lan Guidong and some other hall owners and stackers. He is very popular in the gambling circle. However, only Lan Guidong knows that Dali Lie is Nan Yi's subordinate. After all, everyone wants to eat delicious food. If Nan Yi does not come out to say hello, it will be difficult for Dali Lie to make a breakthrough here.
Lan Guidong raised his glass and said, "Nansheng, thank you very much. I hope I won't need it."
After clinking glasses, Nan Yi said, "Since Brother Dong has a big deal tonight, you should rest and gather your strength. I'll go out and continue playing with my girlfriend."
"Nansheng, do you want to take some chips to play? It's mine."
Nan Yi waved his hand, "You know, I don't like gambling. I'll just go to the VIP room and watch. A few hundred million or so in one hand, it's very exciting to watch rich people gamble."
Looking at the departing figure, Lan Guidong admired him sincerely again. Once upon a time, he also wanted to develop Nan Yi into a wealthy customer. He invited him several times, but he never came. He only sent one person over to show his appreciation. Moreover, he offered 2 million li code, but the other party stopped immediately after losing 4 million. It was obvious that he was telling him that he had given you face, so don't invite him again.
Lan Guidong had seen too many wealthy people who didn't gamble their fortunes, but he only knew of Nan Yi, who wouldn't even play for a few million. And there was Da Lie Mo, who, just from what he knew, had done business worth more than 20 billion, with a profit of at least 30%.
"This Nansheng is still unfathomable!"
Nan Yi has no interest in gambling, and can be said to hate it, but he is very interested in the assets of gamblers. Rather than letting others get a bargain, it is better to get a bargain for himself. Between buying and selling, the annual cash income exceeds 3.5 billion Hong Kong dollars, and with assets that are not in a hurry to cash out, the income can be doubled.
If we extend the time span and then take the average, the annual income can reach 10 billion yuan, and about 55% of it actually goes into Nan's pocket. It would be strange if Nan Yi didn't covet such a big piece of fat.
What's more, while making considerable cash profits, Nan's network of contacts is also expanding in countries around the world where there are casinos. It can be said that he is killing two birds with one stone.
After Nan Yi walked out of the office, he did not go straight back to the slot machine area, but shuttled between the gambling tables in the gaming area. Whenever there was a stacker in front of a nearby table, he would stay for a short while and listen carefully to the gamblers' accents so that he could know in advance which area his assets would increase.
After listening to the soft Wu dialect, Pidgin dialect, sour and smelly speech, Nan Yi's mind would be filled with small hardware, small accessories and black coal. Occasionally, he would hear authentic Beijing dialect and Cantonese, and he would nod secretly because he was close to them.
Seeing that he would have to help Nan Wuwei take care of the children in a few years, Nan Yiting wanted a piece of land suitable for building a children's playground in the suburbs of Beijing. In the future, when he took his grandchildren to play in the playground, he could tell them the stories of "Les Miserables - Gambler's Edition".
Returning to the slot machine area, Jiang Xuanyan had already changed the machine. There was a stacker beside her and she was still shouting. Nan Yi came closer and saw that Jiang Xuanyan had actually won more than 200, which was a really good record.
Nan Yi came behind Jiang Xuanyan and hugged her from behind, "I won a lot, please treat me to a midnight snack later."
"Okay." Jiang Xuanyan said happily, "Wait until I reach 300."
"Little fool, the worst thing about gambling is setting a goal for yourself to win. Nine out of ten gamblers will reverse the situation when they are just a little bit away from the goal."
"Really?"
"Really, don't worry about winning or losing, just have fun."
"oh."
Jiang Xuanyan continued to stare at the screen. Nan Yi let go of her hand and sat with her at a seat beside her for half an hour. Then he took Jiang Xuanyan to the gambling table area, took a walk around, and sat in front of a baccarat table where gamblers placed smaller bets, just to win the right to see the cards for Jiang Xuanyan at a lower cost.
When Satan tempts people to fall into the abyss, he always gives them a little sweetness, just like a new gambler who is always accompanied by good luck. Jiang Xuanyan's inexperienced hands either open seven or eight points, and the frequency of nine points is also quite high.
When Jiang Xuanyan understood what a television, what a push and what a blow meant, her luck began to weaken. She couldn't blow it away or push it up. She learned the skill of changing her face without any instruction, and her emotions quickly passed through her face.
At this moment, Nan Yi asked the people who followed him to treat Jiang Xuanyan as a beacon, and quietly placed two heavy bets on the opposite side of her. After protecting the capital, he called the stacker next to him and whispered a few words, and then watched Jiang Xuanyan's technique of reading the cards become more and more proficient.
As the night grew darker and darker, it was midnight. Jiang Xuanyan twisted the cards on the table, shouting "Top, top, top" desperately. She changed the side of the cards and continued twisting them, then changed her words to "blow, blow, blow ". She blew for a long time, as if a century had passed. The dot in the middle of the cards was not blown away by her. She turned over the cards, and a 10 of spades was clearly visible, plus the J that had been turned over, which meant there was no dot at all.
Jiang Xuanyan looked at the chips that had been taken away, and then looked at her own table, which was empty. After a moment of frustration, she raised her head and stared at Nan Yi with her big watery eyes, "Brother Zhen..."
Nan Yi was secretly happy in his heart, and said lightly: "Do you know what mud code is? Do you know what washed code is? I know you don't know now, but you will know soon. You have just lost 500,000, all of which are mud codes."
Nan Yi waved to the code-scrapper, and when he came closer, he gestured to Jiang Xuanyan, "You can simply think of it as borrowing, just like a credit card, you have to pay it back, you lose it, and you are responsible for paying it back."
Nan Yi patted Jiang Xuanyan's cheek and said, "Be good for a while, don't make a fuss, don't shout, just follow him."
"Brother Zhen, you, I..." Jiang Xuanyan's face was full of surprise.
Nan Yi waved his hand and said, "I told you to be good. Go ahead and don't be afraid."
"Brother Zhen..."
Without waiting for Jiang Xuanyan to say anything, the stacker stepped forward, restrained her hands, and half pushed and half pulled her away.
Looking at Jiang Xuanyan's confused and helpless eyes, Nan Yi laughed wildly in his heart. When he could no longer see anyone, he withdrew his gaze, looked at his watch, stood up and walked towards the VIP lounge.
A 2.2 billion bet is rare, so he wants to go and watch it.
After asking someone, Nan Yi walked through several compartments in the VIP lounge and touched the innermost high-end compartment. He saw the special chips on the table. There was no long string of zeros, only very short numbers "50" or "100". Hidden in the material of the chips was an invisible huge "万" character, which was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The strange woman I had seen before was already sitting at the gambling table, holding a stack of chips in her hand. She twisted it hard, pulled out two chips stuck together, slapped them on the table, and shouted, "Deal."
The dealer dealt two cards neatly to the banker and player areas respectively. Before the banker's card was handed out, the strange woman waved her hand and said, "Open."
The dealer opened the player's cards neatly, "Player six", and then opened the banker's cards, "Banker eight, Banker wins".
In just a moment, the stranger's 2 million became 23.9 million, and the two chips became eight, three 100s, one 50, and four 100,000s.
Nan Yi glanced at the camera and guessed what expression the rotten ghost Dong had behind the surveillance camera.
The property rights of the VIP room belong to the casino. The dealers and security guards are all casino staff. As long as gamblers sit at the gambling table, it is a profit for the casino. As long as there are gamblers coming to play in an endless stream, the dealers do not need to worry about losing their jobs or not receiving wages.
They receive a fixed salary. If the gamblers win, no money will be deducted, and if the gamblers lose, there is no commission. No matter how big the gamblers play, they can remain calm and perhaps occasionally feel a sense of pride.
A billionaire becomes penniless in his hands. Yesterday he only appeared in high-end places that he could not afford to go to. Tomorrow he may be kneeling on the ground and being slapped in the face. His hatred of the rich will definitely be fully satisfied.
Nan Yi thought from the dealer's perspective and felt very happy.
