Zhou Sicheng said, "Playing thirty with three men around is too small, isn't it?"
From the sound of it, he wanted to raise the stakes.
Wen Jing asked, "Then how big do you want to play?"
Zhou Sicheng had already decided on a number in his heart, so without any hesitation, he replied to Wen Jing, "Three hundred, I guess."
Three hundred meant the wins and losses could be over ten thousand.
It was just the beginning.
With bad luck, tens of thousands could be gone.
Wen Jing immediately refused without any hesitation, "Then I'm not playing."
She wanted to drag Qi Dong into this.
The main reason was that it wasn't good either way with Qi Dong playing above; she felt responsible if he lost or won.
Zu He quickly tried to smooth things over, "Don't be like that, you're not definitely going to lose."
He surreptitiously winked at Zhou Sicheng.
Increase, by all means, but this guy raised the stakes way too high.
He raised it tenfold, which basically killed the deal right there.
