Chapter 586 - 586 587 Heart-to-Heart (16)_1
Chapter 586 - 586 587 Heart-to-Heart (16)_1
?Chapter 586: Chapter 587: Heart-to-Heart (16)_1 Chapter 586: Chapter 587: Heart-to-Heart (16)_1 Yet, the man in front of him was composed, serene, his gaze steady and cool, radiating unwavering confidence.
As if he was certain to win this gambling round.
Mr. Suzuki looked at the poker cards on the table. He had two kings while Liang Chen had a queen of spades and a king of spades.
The last card in his hand was an ace of clubs.
If Liang Chen’s last card was an ace of spades, it would be a royal flush—the highest rank in poker—which meant a certain win. Otherwise, no matter what, Liang Chen would lose.
Regardless, either he or Liang Chen had just a fifty percent chance of winning.
It was just a matter of choice.
In that split second, the winner rules, the loser is subjugated.
The more Mr. Suzuki fell into silence, the bigger the winning odds at the bottom of Liang Chen’s heart, so he appeared even more placid.
About ten minutes passed silently before Liang Chen broke the quiet, “Mr. Suzuki, have you made up your mind? If not, shall we ask the dealer to reveal the card now?”
There was a sense of urgency in Liang Chen’s voice.
Mr. Suzuki’s inner struggle deepened.
If they really revealed the cards and he lost, then he would lose the entire Suzuki Family’s business.
If he withdrew now, he would only lose half of the Suzuki Family’s business, still retaining fifty percent of it.
A ruinous end or a conservative choice?
Liang Chen seemed impatient waiting for Suzuki to ponder. He looked at the dealer and said, “Reveal the card—”
The dealer smiled slightly, reached out her hand, ready to flip over the last card in Liang Chen’s hand.
Liang Chen was still placid, unimpassioned, not even a blink, but Mr. Suzuki licked his lips and suddenly interrupted, “Wait a moment.”
The dealer froze immediately.
Mr. Suzuki’s face turned a shade darker. He stared into Liang Chen’s eyes for a full minute before saying, “I admit defeat.”
Jing Haohao looked surprisingly at Mr. Suzuki.
The room quieted down for three minutes; the dealer handed all the chips in her hand to Liang Chen.
Those chips represented not only the Jiangshan Group that Liang Chen bet but also Jing Haohao herself, the new contract of the Haixin Company, and fifty percent of the Suzuki Family’s business.
Without even glancing at the contracts in front of him, Liang Chen remained nonchalant. He raised his eyes towards Mr. Suzuki and said lightly, “Mr. Suzuki, sorry for winning.”
He stood up, gathered the contracts in front of him and said, “Mr. Suzuki, until we meet again.”
Having said that, he raised his hand, put his arm around Jing Haohao’s shoulder, embracing her, and left the room one step at a time.
…
It was nearly ten minutes later when Mr. Suzuki in the room regained his composure. He stood up, pointed at the card in front of Liang Chen’s seat, and said, “Turn it over, let’s see what it is.”
The dealer handed over the card to Mr. Suzuki with a smile.
With just a glance from Mr. Suzuki, his face turned pale instantly.
It wasn’t an ace of spades, but a… two of hearts.
The cards in Liang Chen’s hand were apparently trash, yet oddly it was these trash cards that led to such a stunning and gorgeous finale!
Looking at the two of hearts, Mr. Suzuki suddenly felt drained. He slumped heavy and lifeless back into his chair.
That man, from beginning to end, was not gambling on card skills with him, but psychological tactics!
PS: That’s it for today. We’ll continue tomorrow~~~ Roaring~~~ Today is the domineering route; tomorrow will be the sentimental route~