I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2118 - 1361: Mutual Admiration

In an unremarkable taxi departing from the airport, someone on the go sits in the back, playing on their phone with unwavering focus.

Not scrolling through short videos.

Not chatting.

Definitely not researching stocks.

Instead—gambling.

That’s right.

Online gambling.

The kind with real-time croupiers dealing cards, somehow turning the dealer’s avatar into a live video feed with golden waves and scarlet lips, enticing yet capable of raising your blood pressure amid the intense gambling session.

Online gambling is indeed very convenient, perfect for killing time in a taxi, without any addiction prevention systems, which can easily lead you to get hooked.

Indeed. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Since entering this online gambling platform, Jiang Chen hasn’t looked up, until the driver spoke up.

"Sir, we’ve arrived."

The driver is quite polite, not because the taxi service in East Sea surpasses other cities, but simply because they were now parked roadside at the entrance of Spring and Autumn Plaza.

Wealth is always the best disguise.

Although taking a taxi might seem a bit unfitting, many eccentric super-rich people are not uncommon.

Having arrived, he can only log out of the online gambling platform, the large and eye-catching words "Moon City" at the top of the screen, and perhaps due to the upcoming farewell to the seductive croupier, Boss Jiang seems a bit regretful when scanning to pay the fare.

"Take your time."

Succeed, and the entire world will treat you courteously.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, and the frustration from losing money dissipated a lot. He thanked the driver and exited the car.

Initially aiming to win just the taxi fare, the demand wasn’t high, but who would’ve thought the attempt would backfire?

Although it was his first time venturing into online gambling, he had once won a legendary gamble in Las Vegas, yet his performance on the phone moments ago was grim, mostly losing, throwing away tens of thousands of yuan.

To understand something, personal experience is needed; the time might be short, but the feedback is rich.

——[Online gambling is untouchable]

Even someone like him, a "master," gets utterly defeated, let alone ordinary people. Offline, at most you’d face a gambling expert like Young Master Song of Song Chaoge, but even then, there would be one or two chances of winning, whereas online—

Online has no hardcore skills, it’s all tech.

What cards are dealt, the house controls freely, the player’s hand, the house knows full well, akin to a lottery, how do you win with your cards exposed?

Of course.

On another note, to attract users and increase retention, generally, new customers on online gambling platforms are purposefully favored to win and foster interest, which is why Boss Jiang decided to play, knowing all the marketing tricks.

He understands the platform can control everything, but he has a new account, benefiting from buffs, with high odds to win. Yet they didn’t play by the book, hitting him with a surprise.

Indeed.

Experience is just experience, not truth.

Or perhaps Moon City, as the world’s largest online gambling platform, doesn’t need such tactics, treating newcomers and long-time users equally.

Or maybe someone was just blatantly unlucky.

Even if newcomers have higher winning odds, there are bound to be a few unlucky souls.

But Boss Jiang definitely wouldn’t admit that, refusing to blame his luck, except to say Moon City clashed with him.

Also.

Online gambling is really untouchable.

Losing tens of thousands can be considered a lesson learned, a timely cut-loss. Boss Jiang doesn’t mind if he contributed to the platform’s daily revenue since there’s no use worrying about it; they won’t refund him.

Boss Jiang, with his exceptional mindset, neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat, embraces the principle of being fortunate or resigned to fate, never considering recuperating losses.

Never cry over spilled milk, learn to redirect attention, investing energy into other joys of life.

"You’re back."

Entering home, having visited Kasukabe, Boss Jiang, with his child-like heart, mimicked Shinnosuke Nohara to shout loudly, only to be met by silence in the enormous mansion.

He walked inside, glanced ahead, and was startled.

Seated around the dining table, several people eating turned to look at him in unison.

The timing of his return was incredibly precise, Jiang Chen’s expression stiffened, awkwardly frozen in place, while doubting if he was seeing things.

Seated there, it’s not Li Shuru, but... Lan Peizhi!

"Bro, have you eaten? Come sit!"

Martial Saint stood up, greeting the returning person.

No illusions, her unique retro waves hairstyle, unchanging plain attire year-round, non-painted yet perilously red lips... besides Martial Saint and Daoist Duanmu, the third person seated at the table was indeed Lan Peizhi.

Jiang Chen smiled to recover from the embarrassment, pretending to be natural as he approached the dining table.

"Sis came to see Sister Liuli and me."

Martial Saint, loyal as ever, explained immediately, "I didn’t tell Sister Shurui, to avoid disturbing her work."

Li Shuru had obviously returned from Qin Island.

Jiang Chen nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down beside Daoist Duanmu.

Affection indeed requires cultivation.

Without needing Jiang Chen to speak, Martial Saint actively served food, especially attentive, unlike the first time Jiang Chen visited.

Lan Peizhi observed everything closely.

This wasn’t her first visit.

When inviting someone to Haojiang, she had been here once before, though she could certainly be considered a rare guest.

But given that both her younger brother and junior sister are here, her visit was entirely reasonable.