"You're the guest, you go first!"
Wang Zicong said softly, thinking to himself that he should let the kid win a few rounds first. That way, he could completely reel him in. If Su Xuan started losing money from the beginning, he would definitely become cautious.
"Okay, but I'm not sure how the betting works here!"
Su Xuan smiled faintly, then picked up three dice, while Wang Zicong responded with a smile that was characteristic of a nouveau riche.
"We're all friends here, just playing a few casual games. Let's see, how about starting with one hundred thousand yuan as the base bet, what do you think?"
Su Xuan curled his lips, cursing inwardly. Pretentious asshole, just like your old man. Saying one hundred thousand yuan is a casual game, you and your shameless father are cut from the same cloth. Setting a "small goal", like earning a hundred million is no different from you.
"Hmm, no problem for me."
