Just a moment ago, he had spoken on the phone with his boss for a full fifteen minutes.
His boss, named Li Haitao, was a bona fide gambler.
Being near Hong Kong in Huacheng and having a wealthy family allowed him to join his fair-weather friends for trips to Hong Kong every so often.
He started gambling modestly, but as time passed, he got bolder, betting one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand at a time.
He completely disregarded the value of money.
Just two days ago, he lost fifty million in a single night.
The loss was devastating.
He lay on the big bed in his private villa, pondering selling the small, three-story building to use as gambling capital to win back his losses.
And right at that moment, Xiao Wang called to say someone was interested in that building; it was like sleep coming upon him as he encountered a pillow—couldn't be more timely.
He immediately agreed, saying he wanted to meet Gu Chen that evening, ready to sell if the offer was suitable.
