my old life

Chapter 2150 Judgment on the spot
Gambling is a matter of winning and losing. Everyone wants to lose less and win more, but few people can control their own winning or losing.

Some people say that a cheater who can only win money is not top-notch, but a cheater who can control his own winnings is considered first-class!
Controlling winnings means controlling the number of wins and losses, as well as controlling one's inner greed, knowing how to let others have a way out, knowing how to put a long line to catch big fish...

In fact, it’s the same with being a person and doing things. If you only know how to obtain but don’t know how to control it, then it’s as stupid as staking the land.

Mike was reading a book relaxedly, Jennifer was drinking tea and chatting with Celnessa, Bai Xingchen did not enter the gambling room, he had just slipped away after watching the song and dance.

Ono has never met, and now it's just me, Mike can smoke a cigar and read a book but I can't, because we are different!
A woodcutter and a sheepherder met and chatted together. After the chat, the sheep were full, but the woodcutter was empty-handed...

In a narrow sense, I am the woodcutter, and Mike is the sheep herder, so the things we have to do are naturally different because of our different identities.

I stood up and stretched, and glanced at the gaming table by the way, so I could see everyone's situation clearly.

"Cough cough."

Suddenly, Yoshikawa at the gaming table waved his hand at me, gesturing for me to sit down, and I felt more and more out of place.

I once heard my second uncle talk about a very strange game, that is, everyone sat on the ground to play and prevent people from standing up, because the cheating method cannot be observed condescendingly.

How similar this feeling is to quack tricks now!Although I don't have any evidence or discovery, this feeling is the sixth sense of an old man!

As a qualified scammer, to participate in a gambling game, you must determine whether you can participate in the game within 5 minutes, and find out who is the water fish and who is the dark light within 10 minutes...

If a trickster can't even do the most basic observation well, he will easily enter a killing game and die in the casino amidst all kinds of subtle concealment and disguise!

I left under the guise of going to the bathroom, and two women in kimonos next to the sliding door bowed to me, but they didn't bother to open the door.

"I'm going to the bathroom, WC." I explained, not sure if they could understand.

"This way, please." A woman stretched out her hand to make a guiding motion, and led me towards the other wall with small steps.

Opening the entrance is a corridor more than ten meters long. I thought it was closed, but I didn't expect that there was a bathroom hidden.

At the end of the corridor are two washbasins. The single partitioned bathroom is gender-neutral. The woman who guided me did not leave, but waited respectfully beside her.

"Please use." The woman bowed slightly and was very polite, but the meaning in her words made me feel very awkward.

I found a cubicle at random, and as soon as I entered the door, I found that everything was polished, even the toilet was as clean as new, and there was a disposable toilet seat on the toilet seat.

There are a few buttons on the toilet seat. I didn't expect it to be an electric toilet seat. This is the first time I've seen it!

I glanced at the wastebasket, and there was nothing in it. I heard that Dongying people pay attention to the cleanliness of the bathroom. Today, I saw it and it really lived up to its reputation!
Maybe after Panasonic, Inobe, Tanaka, Yamaguchi, and Watanabe, there will be innovations such as barrels, horses, and toilets...

I took out a cigarette and lit it, ready to enjoy the quiet moments of life, most people think about life on the toilet.

All of a sudden, I felt it was chilly below, and the diffuse smoke was also sucked down. There are floor drain exhaust fans on both sides of the toilet, and all the smells were suppressed.

At this moment, I can't help but give a thumbs up to this design. It really is people-oriented care, and it is also Chiguoguo's capital hedonism.

It's hard to see such designs and things in public places, maybe only in a private place like Yoshikawa's mansion, it feels pretty good.

In a short period of time, my views on Dongying culture have changed, but the changes are only limited to the bathroom.

A cigarette burned out, I wiped it and just stood up, the toilet lid closed automatically and flushed by itself, there was an LCD number on the toilet lid showing the water level.

As soon as I opened the door and came out, I saw someone bowed to me. The woman who directed me just now was standing at the door of the cubicle waiting. Did she come to smell the smell or listen to the corner?

"Sir, this way please." The woman walked quickly to the sink and turned on the faucet, lifted up the sleeves of her kimono to test the temperature of the water, and then motioned for me to wash my hands.

I washed my hands dubiously, feeling that the water temperature was just right, and before I finished washing, a white towel was 'presented', it was a disposable hand towel.

The woman in the kimono bent over and bowed her head, holding a disposable towel in her hands, just the right height for you to grab... I was amazed by this kind of service!
In the past, I always heard my second uncle talk about those inconspicuous things, such as living in a house in Gaul, hiring a housekeeper in Yingguo, having a massage in Siam, taking a sauna in Turkey, eating Kyushu cooking, sleeping with women in Dongzhou...

Seeing it today is indeed a well-deserved reputation!

I don't know what kind of society can develop such an order of "men are superior to women", anyway, I don't agree with it.

"Thank you." After I wiped my hands, I returned the towel to her. She put the towel into the pocket of the kimono and looked at me with a smile on her face.

I thought she was going to throw the towel in the trash, but I have to say it was a pretty good feeling, and it gave off a sense of superiority.

After leaving the bathroom, I went back to the sofa in the lounge area, and when I passed the gaming table, I glanced at the chips on the table, which were slightly different than before I left.

Both Jones and Carrera's chips are decreasing. Maybe they are not playing cards smoothly, but they won and lost normally at the beginning of the game.

At present, the speed of playing cards on the poker table is about 5 minutes per card. When all the cards are good, the time will be longer, and the longest may reach an hour.

Mike raised his head and smiled at me. I nodded in response, and sat on the sofa to continue watching the game.

It was only past ten o'clock in the evening at this moment, and it was estimated that the poker game would last until midnight or dawn, and the storm outside was very suitable for people to calm down and gamble.

I don’t know why, but when it’s cloudy, it’s raining, or there’s lightning and thunder, people’s desire to gamble is always particularly strong. There’s no research on this point, it’s just my own feeling.

I can't see the poker points and suits on the board, I can only see the actions of everyone playing cards, and judge the changes on the table by betting or folding.

This feeling is very strange, people are five meters away from the poker table, but they can't see the cards on the poker table... they can only half lie on the low sofa.

Simply speaking, this low-slung embracing sofa is very comfortable, and people can lie down halfway on the sofa, but I know that this place is definitely not for people to enjoy comfortably!

It should be a preventive measure to prevent people around you from seeing the points at the poker table. There must be a reason for it, but I can't tell you the specific effect, because I haven't experienced it before.

"You seem a little restless?" Mike put down the book in his hand and said softly, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"I didn't expect you to use the word restless, amazing!" I didn't answer Mike's question directly, and changed the subject casually.

If my worries can be easily seen, then it is easy for others to see through my heart!I didn't expect Mike to observe me secretly.

"Do you feel something is wrong?" Mike asked in a low voice that could only be heard by me alone.

"No." I shook my head with a smile. I would never talk nonsense without definite evidence, even if it was suspicion.

Some people want to express themselves as much as possible in an environment and make themselves unique, but most of the time blind guessing will have the opposite effect.

"OK." Mike turned his head and continued to read the book. I glanced at it and it was all in English, so I couldn't understand what the book was.

Mike is the only person I've ever seen reading a book next to the table, as if everything here has nothing to do with him, as if he doesn't care about winning or losing at the table.

Although Mike wins [-]% and the player pays for the loss, but Mike gives me a different feeling... I can't tell you exactly.

I always have a feeling that something is not right, I feel inexplicably uneasy inside, as if I have entered a trap...

(End of this chapter)