Hong Kong movies: What era is this? Are you still playing the dwarf mule game?

Chapter 241

At a small charity auction.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now we invite our special guest of this auction, Mr. Gao Jin, the gambling god!" The emcee announced loudly.

Following the announcement of the emcee, Gao Jian, who had a big back hair, walked to the host platform with full aura as the BGM sounded.

This charity auction was organized by Shao Laoliu in order to help Gao Jin expand his influence in the upper celebrity circle, so as to attract more leeks.

Most of the guests who came to participate in this charity auction were upper-class celebrities.

They were not as crazy about Gao Jin as the lower-class people. Most of them were just very curious about this man who always won every gamble.

"Mr. Gao, what do you think about the century battle between you and the gambling devil Mr. Chen Jincheng that has been rumored recently? Who do you think will win?" The emcee asked this hot topic.

"How do you see it? Of course, I see it with my eyes." Gao Jin first made a humorous little joke. "As for Mr. Chen, he is a respected senior in the gambling industry, but he is not as young or handsome as me."

Gao Jin's humorous words immediately won the applause of the whole audience.

"I know that everyone cares more about my odds than me." At this point, Gao Jin paused, and the audience laughed again. "But I still want to advise everyone to stay away from casinos and gambling."

A famous gambler is teaching everyone to stay away from gambling, and thunderous applause sounded again.

The next auction was just like an ordinary auction. Some rich people took out some personal items for auction, and the proceeds from the auction would be donated to charity.

In the end, the entire venue raised about 10 million yuan in donations, and Shao Laoliu personally went on stage to announce that the donations would be handed over to the Longteng Charity Foundation, which would operate some charitable causes.

A mere 10 million yuan is really not worth mentioning for these celebrities present.

More often, they regarded this charity auction as a gathering salon.

Business of rich people is often achieved in such small private gatherings, similar to the private board meetings of later generations.

As for the money they donated, it was not donated in vain, but could be deducted when paying taxes.

In addition, as to whether there is money laundering factor, only they themselves know it.

Therefore, the rich are naturally very happy to do such things that can both gain fame and gain profits.

"Thank you all philanthropists for your generosity, and thank you Mr. God of Gamblers for promoting our charity auction.

In order to thank Mr. Gao, I am willing to take out 10 million to buy Mr. Gao's success.

If Mr. Gao wins the first battle, then this money will be used as a charity donation and handed over to Longteng Charity Foundation for operation.

If Mr. Gao loses, I will personally give another 10 million to support charity." As soon as the charity auction ended, Shao Laoliu announced in a high-profile manner.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you Mr. Shao for your support. To express my gratitude and give back to the society, I will also personally take out 10 million to do the same thing as Mr. Shao." Gao Jin followed Shao Laoliu and began to announce that he would take out 10 million.

Anyway, the money was not paid by himself, but sponsored by Boss Lin personally.

The confidence of the gambling god to win gave these celebrities at the scene great assurance. Although they didn't say anything on the surface, who would dislike too much money?

Perhaps, it would be nice to play a few hundred million in private and earn some pocket money.

The journalists invited by Lin Yi at a high price also began to think about how to write the title this time?

"The God of Gamblers attended the charity gala, and many celebrities donated generously."

"Shock! The God of Gamblers Gao Jin announced that he would win!"

"Shock! The secrets between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers that must be told!"

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On the second day, after the article was published in the newspaper, the streets and alleys, led by some people with ulterior motives, began to hype the so-called century battle between the God of Gamblers and the Devil of Gamblers.

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Fuhe Society.

"Baoseed, what is the situation of the betting now?" Qin Huanxi asked.

"Wow, boss, you don't know, it's so popular to bet on the God of Gamblers to win now. As of now, the odds of the God of Gamblers have dropped to 1:1.3, and the bets on the God of Gamblers to win are almost close to hundreds of millions.

Boss, should we close the betting? If this situation continues, if the God of Gamblers wins, we will lose everything."

Even if the God of Gamblers' odds are low, but there are too many people who bet on the God of Gamblers to win, after all, the God of Gamblers has a legend of being undefeated.

On the other hand, although the gambling devil Chen Jincheng is a senior in the gambling world, he is still a little bit worse than the God of Gamblers.

"No, continue to collect bets." Qin Huanxi said calmly. "I will collect as many as I can, I said."

"Boss, are we ready to roll a lot and run away?" Xue Jiaqiang put his head close to Qin Huanxi and whispered, "Or I will go to my friends to book a few boat tickets now, so that I won't be able to prepare in time?"

With a "pop", Qin Huanxi hit Xue Jiaqiang on the head. "Stinky boy, what are you thinking? Do you think I, your boss, will run away? Just do what I ask you to do, don't ask questions."

"Boss, do you have inside information? Otherwise, I will buy some too." Xue Jiaqiang suddenly said mysteriously.

Being able to remain so calm in the face of these large amounts of funds, Xue Jiaqiang determined that Qin Huanxi had inside information.

Considering that Big Boss Yi had come to see Tan Huanxi a few days ago, the answer was obvious.

"Go away, go away, go away! Go and do your work!"

After sending Xue Jiaqiang away, Tan Huanxi picked up the phone again and dialed a number.

"Boss, this is Tan Huanxi. The popularity of betting on the God of Gamblers is too high now. If the God of Gamblers wins, I will go bankrupt." When reporting to Lin Yi, Tan Huanxi finally didn't have to pretend anymore.

His calm performance in front of Xue Jiaqiang just now was purely pretended.

He didn't know if the boss could influence the God of Gamblers.

After all, that was the God of Gamblers. Behind the God of Gamblers, there were also huge interest groups.

"Okay, I know, don't worry, things may change in the next two days, you just need to collect the bets."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Hearing Lin Yi's assurance, Tan Huanxi was also slightly relieved.

However, he was really curious. What kind of change was the boss talking about that could affect the God of Gamblers?

Could it be that he really turned the God of Gamblers into a vegetable?