Xiao Wen saw Feng Wen's predicament and directly picked up the ten thousand yuan in front of him and placed it on the side of double.
"Bet like this, fifty-fifty chance of winning or losing. Are you, a big manager, this timid?"
"No, no, I haven't fully understood yet. I plan to watch for a while."
Feng Wen couldn't afford to lose face in front of the woman he admired, so he could only accept her actions.
Fortunately, he won this round.
When the dealer paid him ten thousand yuan, he was instantly excited. A good start, this was a good omen. Since he was already at the gambling table, he decided to play. Perhaps he could win a hundred thousand or two, and immediately go back and buy a better car.
His luck was indeed good. With Xiao Wen's guidance, he won two more rounds in a row, which instantly boosted Feng Wen's confidence. He thought this dice-gambling game was much more fun than the previous ones like San Gong and Dou Niu.
"How about it? Simple, right? It's either odd or even, a fifty percent chance. You don't need to use your brain. You can play by yourself now. Don't be greedy. Win two or three hundred thousand and leave."
Xiao Wen encouraged him with a smile, then started betting twenty thousand and thirty thousand herself.
Perhaps her luck was bad, and after only a few rounds, the money in her hand was lost.
Feng Wen prepared to give her his money, but she refused.
"You play your game. Chip runner, get me twenty chips."
Xiao Wen shouted to the crowd outside, and a young man with a backpack squeezed behind her.
"Sister Wen, you're borrowing twenty chips? This is nineteen. The commission has been taken out. Please count it."
The young man nimbly took out nineteen thousand yuan in cash from his bag and placed it in front of Xiao Wen. Then, he took out a pen and notebook to record it, and had Xiao Wen sign it.
This kind of chip-lending model was not unfamiliar to Feng Wen. He had also been in casinos before, so he didn't find it strange. He was just secretly amazed by the woman's generosity. She played with money as if it were paper, indicating she was a wealthy woman.
With the borrowed money, Xiao Wen gambled more and more, sometimes pushing out fifty to sixty thousand yuan.
Feng Wen, sitting beside her, felt embarrassed not to bet, and even more embarrassed to bet small amounts. He could only brace himself and bet ten thousand yuan at a time.
But his initial good luck seemed to have vanished. After more than ten rounds, all the money in front of him was lost.
"Chip runner, get twenty chips for our Manager Feng."
Seeing that Feng Wen had no money left, Xiao Wen, without consulting him, directly asked the chip runner to get him money.
The chip runner reappeared behind them, still placing nineteen thousand yuan in front of Feng Wen.
"Manager Feng, you're borrowing two hundred thousand yuan. The commission is five percent, totaling ten thousand yuan. This is nineteen thousand yuan. Please count it."
After speaking, the young man took out his pen and notebook to record.
Feng Wen was a bit stunned. He hadn't planned to borrow money, but he remembered he still owed Xiao Wen fifty thousand yuan, and he didn't have that much savings. He thought he might as well borrow this money to gamble again, win back the fifty thousand yuan, and then stop.
Feng Wen signed his name again in the young man's notebook and started the gambling again.
He thought to himself that with a capital of nineteen thousand yuan, it shouldn't be difficult to win back fifty to sixty thousand yuan. However, the more he wanted to win money, the faster he lost.
"Xiao Wen, this way of gambling isn't right. You should be like me, bet big when you're sure. Win it back in one go."
Xiao Wen saw that Feng Wen was sweating on his forehead and gently comforted him, even changing her address. At this moment, there was already a pile of over three hundred thousand yuan in cash in front of her, indicating she had recovered her losses and even won money.
Looking at the remaining eighty thousand yuan in front of him, he felt that what she said made sense. Betting ten thousand yuan at a time was difficult to recover losses. It was better to bet big when he was sure.
"Sister Wen, which side do you think we should bet on this round?"
Feng Wen was a little nervous, not knowing what it meant to be sure, and wanted to hear Xiao Wen's opinion.
Xiao Wen placed thirty thousand yuan on the double side: "I'm betting on double this round."
"Okay, I'll bet on double too."
With his head in a frenzy, Feng Wen pushed out all eighty thousand yuan and then waited with bated breath for the dealer to open the dice.
The dealer was a middle-aged man in his forties. He glanced at Feng Wen subtly, then uncovered the teacup: "Bets are closed. Open the dice. Two, five. Seven points. Odd wins."
Feng Wen was instantly dumbfounded. He had lost eight thousand yuan just like that?
"Damn it, my judgment was wrong. Sorry, Xiao Wen. It's okay. It's just twenty thousand yuan lost. There's still a chance to win it back. Chip runner, get twenty more chips for Manager Feng."
Xiao Wen seemed a little apologetic but still encouraged Feng Wen not to be discouraged.
When the chip runner again placed nineteen thousand yuan in front of him, Feng Wen finally came to his senses: "Sister Wen, I, I can't."
"What can't you do? It's okay. There's no rush to repay borrowed money. I'll guarantee it. Besides, maybe you'll win it all back later."
"But I."
"There's no 'but'. You need courage to gamble. If you lose ten thousand, bet twenty thousand. If you lose twenty thousand, bet forty thousand. How can you win money by being timid?"
Xiao Wen interrupted him twice, completely igniting Feng Wen's competitive spirit. He decided to go all out today. If he didn't win back the lost money, he wouldn't be able to explain himself when he got back.
After signing the young man's notebook again, Feng Wen immediately increased his bets, pushing out fifty thousand and one hundred thousand yuan at a time.
He actually won two rounds in a row, winning back fifteen thousand yuan. It seemed Xiao Wen was right; you couldn't be timid when gambling. You could recover losses and even win money in two or three rounds.
Xiao Wen also encouraged him from the side: "Didn't I tell you? Gamble like this. Maybe you can win hundreds of thousands today."
With that said, Feng Wen's confidence grew even stronger. He bet another fifty thousand yuan and won again.
He was only sixty thousand yuan away from recovering his losses. Feng Wen directly pushed out one hundred thousand yuan. If he won this round, he would not only recover his losses but also win forty thousand yuan, and he could stop. He no longer had the idea of winning hundreds of thousands. This way of gambling was too exciting, and his heart couldn't take it. It would be a blessing to get out of it unscathed.
However, fate played a cruel joke on him. He lost this ten thousand yuan bet.
He bet another ten thousand yuan and lost again. The twenty thousand yuan he had just won back and hadn't even had time to warm up was lost in two rounds.
Feng Wen's mentality had completely changed at this point. He was always thinking of winning back his losses in one go. Seeing Xiao Wen bet fifty thousand on double, he directly pushed out all nineteen thousand yuan in front of him and also bet on double.
No one stopped this move. In fact, according to the casino's rules, this round had exceeded the table limit.
The dealer's table limit was only one hundred thousand yuan, but Feng Wen and Xiao Wen's bets totaled two hundred and forty thousand yuan. There were other bets on double as well, totaling no less than three hundred thousand yuan.
The bets on the odd side were less than one hundred thousand yuan. Clearly, the casino company was gambling around two hundred thousand yuan in winnings or losses for this round, exceeding the limit by at least one hundred thousand yuan.
According to the rules, he couldn't open the dice. Either someone had to take on one hundred thousand yuan for him, or the people betting on double had to take back some of their bets. Ultimately, the casino company would only gamble one hundred thousand yuan in winnings or losses.
Feng Wen did not understand this rule. Strangely, no one else spoke up, and the dealer directly opened the dice.
"Bets are closed. Open the dice. One, six. Seven points. Odd wins."
Hearing the dealer announce the points, Feng Wen's mind went blank. By this point, he had lost forty-five thousand yuan. He had no ability to repay such a large gambling debt.