After glaring at his subordinate, Long Biao turned to the dealer, "Go to finance and get some money, settle the account for this table,"
The dealer, sweating profusely, nodded and left.
Afterward, Long Biao immediately turned to Chen Yang, "Discussing private matters here isn't appropriate. Would you mind coming to my office so we can talk properly?"
Long Biao tried hard to suppress the rage within him, wanting to have a proper discussion with Chen Yang.
Although he knew Chen Yang hadn't come with good intentions.
But in the casino, it really wasn't suitable to create a scene then and there.
After all, with so many eyes watching, what would people think if he lost his temper and did something to Chen Yang?
Would he even be able to keep his casino open after that?
Long Biao's calculations were clear to Chen Yang too.
Yet, he wasn't afraid at all.
Want to talk? Then let's have a good talk.
"Fine, then let's go to your office,"
