Harringfort leaned back, his posture languid as he smiled at Zhou Jingren. "True." But this victory was enough to show him that Zhou Jingren did not have what it takes to win this game. Harringfort started thinking about the other possible consequences that he could add to make this game spicier, more enjoyable. "I think you are not taking this game seriously enough, President Zhou."
Zhou Jingren scoffed but never responded.
"How about we… increase the risk? Five hundred million was too small. How about we add something… something very important to us?"
"What is the purpose of this game?"
Harringfort gave a half shrug. "Just for fun."
"First you come here to talk about a certain organization. When I refuse to join you… you challenge me to a game of poker. Why?"
