"I hope that you can be more formal later. After all, you represent our Alice casino. I don't want to be laughed at by others." Alice looked at Yang Ming and sighed helplessly.
"If he is willing to gamble with me, then just gamble with me; if he is unwilling, then I won't force it," Yang Ming said with an indifferent smile. "Of course, since he has agreed, I think he won't care about these little details, right?"
"Probably, yes..." Alice felt that Yang Ming didn't look like a person from the upper-class at all. He was even out of place in the upper-class society. If one said that he was low-key, he was still very high-profile. If he were high-profile, he was high-profile in the wrong places.
One could say that he was playing to the crowd, but it didn't seem so. However, it could be seen from the video in Macau that Yang Ming really liked to act like a bad*ss...
