Huo Jingliang trusted Yaoyang. Since Yaoyang said it was unfair, he believed what Yaoyang said was unfair.

As for this gambling game, it was Miss He who instigated Huo Jingliang to participate, and it was Miss He who dealt the cards as the dealer. Of course Huo Jingliang knew who to trouble.

Although Miss He is powerful enough, Huo Jingliang is also concerned about the power of her father, Mr. He.

But after suffering such a big loss now, Huo Jingliang would not grovel anymore.

Miss He was stared at by Huo Jingliang's fierce eyes, and she didn't seem to take it seriously at all. Her smile bloomed, as fragrant as a flower, and she said:

"Mr. Huo, who is this friend next to you?"

Yaoyang glanced at Miss He and did not answer her at all. Instead, he looked at Ye Xiaoli and said:

"My name is Yaoyang and Mr. Huo are very good friends. I believe everyone has noticed just now that Mr. Huo is a little uncomfortable. It's just that Mr. Huo promised to perform a performance for Mr. Ye's wedding anniversary celebration, so he insisted.

Playing cards while feeling unwell.”

"But starting from the second game, as a friend, I am willing to continue playing for Mr. Huo. After all, it is just a performance. Mr. Huo really can't do it for this and make his body more uncomfortable. Mr. Ye, I think you shouldn't either

Do you mind?"

In a word, Yaoyang directly deprived Huo Jingliang of his qualifications, almost acting on his own initiative, asking him to give up his position without waiting for the other party's consent.

But Huo Jingliang now has full trust in Yaoyang. Not only did he not feel inappropriate about this, he stood up cooperatively and said tiredly:

"Hey, I drank too much tonight. I'm really a bit over the edge and dizzy. Howard, now it's my best friend, Huo Jingliang, who will accompany you to perform. You should be considerate, right?"

The two sang and harmonized, leaving Ye Xiaoli with no room to refuse.

Everyone had indeed seen before that Huo Jingliang was in a very strange state, as if he had taken hallucinogens.

It would be too rude to force him to perform now.

With resentment in his heart, Ye Xiaoli showed a forced smile, his eyes swept over Huo Jingliang, and finally landed on Yaoyang, and said meaningfully:

"Of course I don't mind. This is my wedding anniversary performance! Mr. Ye, if you are willing to entertain the guests, Mr. Ye will only thank you, so there is no objection!"

"By the way, Mr. Jiang, you look so cool. I wonder what your line of work is?"

"Do you want to threaten and scare yourself?"

Yaoyang smiled disdainfully, sat directly where Huo Jingliang had just been, and responded:

"I don't have the status and wealth of Mr. Ye, I'm just a small policeman, Yao Yang, then the leader of the Mong Kok anti-gang team and senior inspector!"

Wow...

After hearing Yaoyang's self-reported identity, the guests started talking louder.

Fortunately, some of them who had heard of Yaoyang knew that this guy seemed to have a low status, but in fact his relationship was complicated. He had saved the life of the British consul.

Those who have never heard of Yaoyang are not so nice, with a look of disdain, secretly thinking that Huo Jingliang doesn’t know what he is doing, he is just a small policeman, his police rank is no more than a senior inspector, and for upper class people like them, he has no entry qualifications.

figure.

To tell Huo Jingliang that they are still best friends is a joke!

And Ye Xiaoli also looked sad:

"If the same little senior inspector performs a card game tonight, he will lose face. His identity and the identity of the other party are not equal at all. If he cooperates with the entertainer, if the news spreads, he will be directly lowered by one level, and he will be

Those in the upper echelons look down upon.”

And Ye Xiaoli also looked sad:

"If the same little senior inspector performs a card game tonight, he will lose face. His identity and the identity of the other party are not equal at all. If he cooperates with the entertainer, if the news spreads, he will be directly lowered by one level, and he will be

Those in the upper echelons look down upon.”

"When I first agreed to perform the card game, it was just Miss He saying..."

While thinking about it, Ye Xiaoli couldn't help but glance at Miss He.

But Miss He's eyes were always fixed on Yaoyang at this moment, especially when she heard him announce his identity. Faced with the doubts that could be heard by many people, and showed no emotion due to his low position, Miss He's eyes showed interest.

As her interest grew stronger and stronger, Miss He walked towards Ye Xiaoli and spoke in front of everyone:

"Well, Mr. Ye, looking at Mr. Jiang's age, even though he is friends with Mr. Huo, he must be a junior. As for me, I am also a junior to Mr. Ye."

"It's okay for seniors to play with each other. If you play with juniors, it's a bit bullying. Why don't I, the junior, carry on the performance for Mr. Ye?"

"Ms. He, you..."

Ye Xiaoli was a little surprised. He seemed to have never thought that Miss He would be so careless about her status and play cards with a little policeman.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think?" Miss He smiled slightly, her words were plain, but with an undoubted power.

Ye Xiaoli, like Huo Jingliang, was not afraid of Miss He, but he was still somewhat concerned about the He family behind him. He stood up immediately and said with a smile:

"No objection. Since Miss He is willing to perform, besides being grateful, how can Ye have any other ideas?"

"Miss He, please!"

Miss He nodded with satisfaction, sat on Ye Xiaoli's seat, and faced Yaoyang from a distance.

"what happened?"

"Who knows!"

"Miss He is actually interested in performing. Mr. Ye must be too proud."

Yes, I saw Miss He shuffling the cards so well, I wonder what surprises will come next!

Miss He's acting is also good, and she's better at betting than Mr. Ye and Mr. Huo, and her knowledge has increased."

"Hey, it's a pity that Miss He's opponent is just a small policeman. If he is also a master, then you have to wait and see."

The guests were very interested in Miss He sitting down to gamble. They had been attracted by Miss He's card-shuffling skills before, and now they were able to see more of the tricks of the Ho family in gambling cards that had dominated Macau for decades.

Exciting enough.

Of course, most people just saw it as a trick and didn't think anything could go wrong in the performance, for example, Miss He would lose!

"Mr. Lei, Mr. Huo and Mr. Ye tied in the first round of blackjack, and the second round was stud as previously agreed."

After Miss He sat down, she looked at Yaoyang with a confident face and whispered a reminder.

"I know!"

Yaoyang nodded and affirmed:

"But now that Miss He and I are playing cards, without the dealer, I don't know who should deal the cards?"

"Well..."

Miss He looked around at the guests present, stretched out her beautiful hand, randomly pointed at a middle-aged guest and said:

"Mr. Jiang, what do you think of him?"

As she spoke, Miss He's domineering display became more intense. She didn't even ask if the guests were willing or not. It was as if the guests had to come up and deal the cards with her words.

Yaoyang didn't even look at the person Miss He was pointing to. He sat lazily in his seat and said carelessly:

"Just feel free to do it, the result is already determined anyway!"

Yaoyang's words were very lazy, but Miss He heard the meaning behind his words, which was absolute confidence.

In response to this, Miss He, who had not seen Yaoyang, did not say much to refute. She pointed directly at the guests in the audience and said:

"Sir, please come up and deal the cards."

"I?"

The middle-aged guest who was pointed out did not show resistance. Instead, he felt quite honored to be able to do something for Miss He. He pointed at himself. After receiving the confirmation, he happily went on stage and walked to the croupier's position.

"let's start!"

Miss He gave another order, and the middle-aged guest immediately followed the instructions and started playing.

Of course, the middle-aged guest's poker-playing skills cannot be compared with Miss He's. They are almost honest and normal, with no tricks at all.

Both Miss He and Yaoyang only glanced at it and didn't look at it again. Because such a shuffle, for experts, there is no value in staring at it. After a few glances, they can remember it roughly.

.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Miss He spoke:

"Mr. Lei, you are the Hong Kong Municipal Police, right?"

"yes!"

Yaoyang nodded and confirmed.

"When did the police in Hong Kong Comprehensive City have methods like Mr. Jiang? Can Mr. Jiang satisfy my little curiosity?"

Miss He looked at Yaoyang and spoke softly, like a friend chatting.

Most people present did not understand Miss He's words at all.

He's just a small policeman, what can he do?

Only a few people secretly speculated that maybe Miss He knew the severity of the incident at the Cointreau Hotel and was just saying polite words.

Huo Jingliang, who was the only one who knew that his cards had changed before, and who had guessed that Yaoyang knew some gambling techniques, knew it well:
To be continued...