Chapter 833: Is Xiao He Bao Xingsheng’s illegitimate son?
At this moment, two players formally withdrew from the gambling game.
There were only four people left at the gambling table.
Two of them were shills.
This was completely just using everyone else's net worth to tease these two young masters.
Such a gambling game basically had no value for onlookers; anyone with a discerning eye could tell the final outcome for everyone.
"We are still short of people on our side, does anyone want to come up and play?"
Dong Huai was also uninterested in this situation and began to call out to the crowd around him.
However, faced with the colorful chips piled up like small hills on the table, no one present dared to casually join such a gambling game, let alone play with such two young masters. Even more, some people took a step back, afraid of being pointed out and forced to participate.
As for Xiao He, who had no interest in this, he had long since turned around and called for the others to prepare to leave.
"Aren't you guys still waiting in line for the Feng Shui shop over there?" Xiao He glanced at the watch on his wrist and kindly reminded them, "Time is almost up! If you miss it, you'll have to queue again."
"Ah, has time really passed so quickly? Have we been watching here for so long?"
Xin Yiran and the others were slow to realize. Some instinctively reached for their phones, only to discover their phones had been stored outside. A few people wearing watches raised their hands to check, realizing the time was indeed almost up; they had unknowingly stayed here for a long time.
"One of the bad things about a casino is that it's easy to lose your sense of time. If you don't have your phones, it's indeed easy to misjudge the time," said Xiao He.
Even though there was a huge, gorgeous clock in the center of the main hall, what people saw first were the gorgeous diamond-encrusted patterns on the clock, as well as the colorful chips on both sides.
With these chaotic elements piled together, plus the diamond-encrusted stopwatch ticking away, everyone's eyes would subconsciously follow the dense patterns—and so, before they could see the detailed time clearly, people would first be dazzled by those decorations, and if they weren't careful, they would misread the time.
These were just little tricks designed to keep people immersed in the casino atmosphere, unable to extricate themselves.
"Then we should leave first."
Xin Yiran didn't want to miss out after queuing for so long, so she quickly urged the others.
Having already witnessed the flashy world here, and seen those gambling addicts lose all their family wealth in just a few games because they got carried away, the others had truly felt the cruelty and terror of the casino world. So now, after watching for a while, they were a bit afraid to stay any longer and nodded in agreement, following Xiao He as he left.
Just as they were walking out, someone behind them suddenly called out to Xiao He.
"Mr. Xiao, why didn't I see you at the banquet today? My father thought you hadn't come."
Everyone stopped in their tracks.
After confirming that the person being called was indeed Xiao He, who was with them, the others looked over with some surprise.
Xiao He sighed and had no choice but to turn back to look in that direction.
"Sorry, Young President Bao, I didn't know your father was looking for me. If there is a need, I can go back to the banquet now to find him."
Just don't shout at him.
"It's okay, it's our lack of hospitality," Bao Wenqi stood up, smiling, "I heard from my father that Mr. Xiao has great talent in the investment industry, and I imagine you also have some luck on your side. I wonder if you can play a round with us this time?"
Dong Huai looked at Xiao He and his companions with suspicion, then began to openly size up Xiao He and the people around him.
Although he was a playboy who cared about nothing and had a colorful life, he usually went online, so he naturally recognized that Xiao He and the people around him were mostly entertainers from the entertainment industry.
It was just strange why someone from the entertainment industry would be treated so specially by Bao Wenqi.
It felt polite, yet testing, with a hint of malice.
Facing Dong Huai's questioning, Xiao He just smiled slightly, scanned the gambling table behind them calmly, and then said: "Sorry, Young President Bao, I'm not interested in games that rely purely on luck. I think as an investor, the most important thing is to have a clear mind and complete self-awareness. If you rely solely on luck, you won't go far."
You think I'm lucky, then I'll tell you I have a better mind.
How could a gambler begging for luck's mercy, or a fool with no self-identity, win in the future scramble for the Bao Family?
Some people present understood Xiao He's sarcasm, while others didn't understand the situation at all; only Bao Wenqi's expression shifted slightly.
Even so, Xiao He just shook his head slightly: "We have other things to do, so excuse us."
Then Xiao He signaled for the others to follow and walked out of the crowd.
Actually, if he really wanted to gamble, Xiao He felt it didn't matter, after all, Chinese people value the sentiment of "since we are already here," and he had the capital to play against the other party.
But Xiao He had other things to do.
"Let's go, don't pay attention to them."
Xiao He passed by Xin Yiran and the others, and under their shocked gazes, he whispered a reminder, then walked straight out of the casino's central hall area.
For some reason, Bao Wenqi was not angry because of Xiao He's refusal; instead, he sat back down in his chair, looking thoughtful.
"Yo, Bao Wenqi, this doesn't seem like your personality!"
Dong Huai watched from the side, stunned, as if he hadn't expected Bao Wenqi to have this reaction.
He almost thought Bao Wenqi had finally been possessed by a ghost.
Xiao He's almost blunt sarcasm—he didn't believe Bao Wenqi hadn't heard it, yet faced with such sarcasm, Bao Wenqi had no reaction at all, not even getting angry.
This made Dong Huai, who had been a brother with Bao Wenqi for so many years, feel very surprised.
"Heh, don't you know him?"
Bao Wenqi sneered instead, looked at Dong Huai, and then said as if asking and answering himself: "Oh, right, you've been brain-damaged by online gambling recently, you actually don't know anything about Xiao He."
"Some time ago, Xiao He won the bid for the Jinhe Prince Mansion Garden in Beijing at an extremely low price from the Grafton Auction House, and now it has already been put into restoration work."
"And the origin of this mansion is not ordinary—forget it, I don't think you'd understand even if I told you. You just need to know that even my dad is paying extra attention to him."
This matter was not a secret within the Bao Family.
After all, Shipping Tycoon Bao Xingsheng suddenly began to quietly investigate a young man from the mainland, and this young man was about the same age as many of the Bao Family's younger generation. When these factors were put together, it immediately made the Bao Family's other members' fragile nerves tense up.
—Because looking at it this way, Xiao He looked very much like an illegitimate child Shipping Tycoon Bao Xingsheng was keeping on the mainland.
Don't be surprised, because of Shipping Tycoon Bao Xingsheng's tendency to sow seeds everywhere, his illegitimate children would pop up like bamboo shoots after a rain once they reached a certain age.
So upon discovering Xiao He's ridiculously "hacked" resume, the Bao Family members' suspicions were indeed well-founded.
Thus, others in the Bao Family naturally followed suit to investigate Xiao He's situation.
Good news: He is not Shipping Tycoon Bao Xingsheng's illegitimate child, just a young person from a new force who suddenly popped up recently.
While the Bao Family members breathed a sigh of relief, they also remembered this suddenly appeared Xiao He.
And because Bao Wenqi followed his older brother, he knew a little more.
For example, Xiao He's "hacked" investment talent.
So the previous probing was indeed just probing; Bao Wenqi knew there was a high probability Xiao He would refuse him.
—Because to put it bluntly, if those investment earnings records were true, perhaps he really wasn't qualified to sit at the same table as that person.