Rebirth I can see the success rate

Just when Stephen, the head of the Wynn family, decided to stand on his son's side and clashed with the Kirkrian family for a gambling card.

Right under their feet, in the casino on the ground floor of the Wynn Hotel.

Jeff, the casino manager, frowned.

Because of the gun battle that took place outside last night, the business of the Wynn Hotel and Casino today has plummeted than usual. If this continues, I am afraid that the casino's performance this month will be a full 10% lower than in the past!

That silly master!

Thinking of this, Jeff couldn't help but scold the stupid son of their boss.

Although it is said in the news outside that yesterday's gun battle was a conflict between two drug lords due to the uneven distribution of spoils, Jeff, as a casino manager, naturally has his own reliable source.

What kind of shit conflict, it is basically that his father's son has issued a reward on the underworld to get a Chinese dog head!

If you say he wants to kill someone, why can't he kill someone else in his own hotel?

It is really a prodigal son who has not succeeded enough to fail. If the Wynn family is handed over to this prodigal in the future, the future will be worrying.

Maybe I should consider changing the hotel?

Just when Jeff thought so, he suddenly noticed that many guests came in from the casino!

Thankfully, there are more people.

With a vigorous spirit, Jeff went up immediately and started greeting the guests.

However, while Jeff was hosting these guests, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with these guests.

Where is it?

While Jeff was still thinking, suddenly a cheer erupted from the slot machine area.

Jeff turned his head to look.

day!

777 jackpot!

Today was his unlucky day, and someone won this kind of prize!

For the casino, the luck of the guests is the misfortune of the casino.

In today's situation where casino revenues are generally low, some people have won the 777 jackpot, so the harvest of today's casinos can be imagined.

Just when Jeff asked the lucky guy to accept the prize, cheers broke out from behind him again.

This time, the cheers came from roulette.

Jeff walked over and patted a waitress in a bunny girl dress. She was holding a plate and looking at the gaming table with wide eyes.

"What happened to them?"

At the gambling table, many guests who don't seem like they usually come to the casino are clapping their hands to celebrate.

These guests are dressed in leather clothes and leather pants, with tattoos on their arms, and burly bodies. They are all dressed up as a typical flying car party.

These people seldom come to the casino, but it is unexpected that so many people will come today.

The hostess turned back and said, "Jing, Manager, these people just pressed the ticket number, but all seven of them were hit!"

"What? Seven people pressed the number?"

Damn it, what happened today?Even the customers with the order number will show up?

In roulette, the winning rate of the single number can be only a few tenths, so unless it is more money for entertainment, very few people will have the single number...

"Oh!!!"

"Hit again! Really hit!"

"Thank God of Gamblers, praise you!"

At this time, there was a burst of cheers from Baccarat.

Hearing this voice, Jeff's mood grew lower.

Damn, what's wrong?Don't tell me someone has made a fortune again.

Although I prayed in my heart, the facts were true. When Jeff walked to the baccarat area, the waiter on the scene pointed to a table with eyes and a short stature of Asian people and said, "Manager, these people have just been connected There are ten baccarats. They alone have welcomed two hundred thousand dollars."

"What? Two hundred thousand!"

Jeff was so angry that he was almost speechless. What the hell was this? He had been in a casino for so many years, and it was the first time he saw so many people win money at the same time, and it was not a small win. It's the kind that won tens of thousands of dollars at a time.

What the hell is going on, is it his unlucky day today?

Just when Jeff was going crazy, he suddenly noticed that after the Asians who had won the money at the table just now collected their chips, several people took out their phones and looked at them at the same time, then looked at the gaming table. Place a bet.

Ok?

An inspiration flashed in Jeff's mind, as if he had caught something?

He turned his head and looked at the table of speed gangs just now, and saw the rude speed gangs, who were also holding a mobile phone in their hands, and would look at them from time to time.

Then, in the slot machine area in the distance, the person who won the 777 prize even had a mobile phone in his hand!

Cell phone...

These people are having fun in the casino, what are they doing with their mobile phones?

Do you see the time?

still is……

At this moment, Jeff suddenly found another place that he had noticed before, but didn't pay much attention.

That is, in the hands of those gamblers, there are actually several people holding something that looks like a flyer!

Staff often distribute flyers on the periphery of the casino. Generally, these flyers contain free gambling coupons worth ten dollars to attract guests into the casino, so Jeff didn't pay attention at first.

However, Jeff now discovered that the flyers in those hands were not their casino flyers at all.

But if it wasn't for their casino flyers, what would those people do?

Is it a napkin?

"Oh huh!!!"

"God of gambling is awesome!"

"Long live the God of Gamblers!"

There was a cheer behind Jeff again, and this time he didn't need to look back to know that it was the Chinese guests.

Sounds like they won again?

But... God of Gamblers?what is that?

Weird!These people are weird!

Jeff frowned, turned and walked towards the table of Asians.

The guests of the slot machines and those speeding parties seemed uncomfortable, so he decided to find a way to figure out the truth from these Asians.

As he walked, Jeff winked at the black security guards in the casino, and then a total of four security guards followed him to the Asians.

"Gentlemen, welcome to Wynn Casino, can I bother you?"

Seeing the black brawny behind Jeff, the expressions of these Asian youths changed suddenly.

The changes on their faces made Jeff even more convinced that there was a ghost in their hearts.

"Gentlemen, I just noticed that you have been looking at your mobile phones? Is there any reason?"

An Asian young man heard this and immediately put his cell phone into his pocket: "What's wrong with our cell phone? Is there a ban on the casino for not allowing cell phones?"

"Of course not. It's just that your table is a bit abnormal. For safety reasons, we hope to check you."

"Why?" Asian youths immediately objected.

But unfortunately, Jeff is in a bad mood today. These Asians seem to be bullied, so he didn't have the idea to explain them well, and winked at the security guard.

The tall black security guards immediately caught these Asian youths, then caught them and took them away from the scene.