Having received 12 billion in his account, losing some money was truly inconsequential. However, if what was lost was goodwill, that was a different matter.
The previous two tasks had already made Jiang Chen keenly aware of the difficulty in increasing goodwill. It seemed like it was just a five-point reduction, but to gain it back, who knew how much effort it would take?
Jiang Chen realized he might have made a foolish decision.
The reason he chose to sit at this poker table was simply to get close to Lan Peizhi, but now it seemed that this Texas Hold'em game meant more to him than just a simple game of money.
Now five points had been deducted, and if he kept losing, no one knew whether the goodwill would continue to drop.
Money.
He could afford to gamble it.
But goodwill, he couldn't afford to lose!
