The game had gone on long enough. Lin Feng, who hadn't actually played a single round himself, slowly sat down.
"My turn. Should we raise the stakes?"
"Raise the bet?"
All in all, Lin Feng had already lost over a million yuan.
Of everyone there, Lin Jiajun had won the most. "No problem, but we can't raise it too much."
Unexpectedly, Lin Feng proceeded to win every single game, leaving everyone dumbfounded.
Could it be that Lin Feng knows how to count cards, too? Impossible.
Soon, Lin Feng had won back everything he'd lost. He even came out ahead by three hundred thousand yuan.
Just then, Zhang Yuxi appeared. "It's getting late. Shouldn't we be heading home?"
Lin Jiajun threw his hand of cards down.
"Director Lin, tell me the truth. Can you count cards?"
Lin Feng shook his head. "Not at all. I don't have that kind of skill."
Seeing the smile playing at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth, Lin Jiajun realized he'd been had. "Ah, you tricked me!"
