Casino top floor.
In front of a huge surveillance screen, a middle-aged man dressed in a gray vest was smoking a cigar while speaking to the casino manager, "How do you guys operate to let her win every time?"
Gambling tends toward losses, and even if the Gambling God were alive, he might not really never lose a round.
Besides, how could they, the casino operators, possibly allow everyone to win every time?
If the gamblers won too much, how could they keep their business running?
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the casino manager was sweating bullets, "Boss, that young girl is just too peculiar. We didn't fail to deliberately set traps for her, but she never took the bait. Even when we tampered with the cards, she still ended up winning in the end."
"Oh? Is that so? That's quite interesting."
Finished speaking, he took a puff of his cigar, then said coldly, "In that case, invite her over. I would like to personally ask her for the secret of her winning streak."
