My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 847: High-Stakes Gamble

The plan devised by Ye Fan and Mengyao, which was in perfect harmony, was known to Qiu Wen and others. Except for Song Meimei, who guessed a bit, the rest mocked and sneered. Tang Jian’an and the nine big shots’ moves elevated the stakes tenfold, showcasing their generosity.

"Sorry, I slipped." Ye Fan tried hard to squeeze out some annoyance and shame, putting all his emotions on the dice cup, as if the dice cup was to blame for his inability to hold it.

Qiu Wen picked up the dice scattered on the ground and handed them to Ye Fan.

After taking the dice, Ye Fan’s fingers exerted slight force, causing an imperceptible change to the dice.

That’s right, he was tampering with the dice now. The dice themselves weren’t faulty, but he could make them faulty as long as it was favorable for his performance. Easily defeating Ling Xue to teach Tang Jian’an and others a lesson was part of the plan all along.

With a flick of his fingers, the dice bounced into the dice cup. What others didn’t know was that in the short time he held the dice, he had already caused them to undergo minute changes. These changes could directly affect the frequency heard by those skilled in listening to the dice’s movements and rotations, causing even the most seasoned to make significant miscalculations.

Ye Fan’s method was to disrupt Ling Xue’s gambling skills and experience, breaking the norm by not playing by the rules.

"The dice have no problems, right?" Ling Xue took the initiative to ask. Regardless of whether Ye Fan was skilled in gambling or qualified to be her opponent, she was extremely serious, treating her opponent seriously as a mark of respect for herself. These dice tools were from the gambling table, and she had already checked that there were no problems with them. Whether or not Ye Fan could tell the authenticity of the tools, she adhered strictly to the rules, her reputation as the ’Little Gambling God’ wasn’t earned nonchalantly, and she naturally wouldn’t use fake ones.

"There shouldn’t be any problems, right?" Ye Fan feigned ignorance about the authenticity of the tools, saying nonchalantly, "Can I roll now?"

"Please!" Ling Xue replied openly.

On the other side, Tang Jian’an and nine others approached Mengyao. Tang Jian’an straightforwardly said, "President Chu, just watching the two of them compete in gambling skills is rather dull. Why not, let’s up the stakes and play a few rounds ourselves?"

"I’m interested in betting with President Chu, too. Just wondering if President Chu has the courage to gamble with us?" Guo Xiong chuckled with ill intentions, his words laden with provocation and mockery.

Song Tianba said quirkily, "President Chu must surely believe her fiancé is invincible and unstoppable. We’re here to bring money, so she’ll naturally accept our stakes. That scene where Mr. Ye caught the dice cup was particularly dazzling, wasn’t it?"

"A little gamble to spice things up, President Chu won’t possibly lack the guts for this, right?" Wang Jingwei said mockingly.

Lu Binwang continued, "Nonsense, with President Chu’s stature, how could she shy away from a challenge?"

Each of the nine spoke, making sure to cover all conversational bases.

Most of the spectators belonged to Tang Jian’an’s nine major powers—the elites and kin in the business world—as well as some specially invited guests. Their role was to be onlookers, watching Tang Jian’an and the others gamble against President Chu.

For these prominent figures engaged in a quiet contest, reputation was crucial. Even if they lost everything, they’d need to find a way to avoid losing face. Shying away from battle was deemed the weakest act.

"Alright, I’ll gamble with you." After pondering for a long while, Mengyao finally spoke. In her heart, she was eager to agree all along, but she deliberated a bit for show, so Tang Jian’an and others would see.

"Good, President Chu is indeed forthright. Worthy of being a heroine among women. Here’s the Tang Family’s stake, President Chu, please take a look." Tang Jian’an said, handing over a ten-billion check. If the sum were smaller, they could gamble with chips, but at this point, chips weren’t necessary. It was most convenient to use the check directly.

"Here’s the Guo Family’s," Guo Xiong also took out a check he had prepared in advance.

The other magnates certainly weren’t idle either.

Mengyao didn’t take the checks proactively but gave Qiu Wen a glance. Qiu Wen collected each check, her expression turning increasingly grave. She hurried to Mengyao’s side and said urgently, "Mengyao, each check is ten billion, totaling ninety billion. You must tread carefully. If you lose, even though the Chu Group is wealthy, it’s still a significant loss."

Upon hearing Qiu Wen’s words, Mengyao’s face showed a trace of urgency.

Unbeknownst to others, this reaction from Mengyao and Qiu Wen was part of a preplanned strategy, a step in their chain plot.

Although Qiu Wen’s voice wasn’t loud, those nearby heard her.

"What? Ten billion checks?"

"Gambling this big in the first round, and they call it a small gamble to spice things up? My heart can’t handle it."

"Ninety billion, ninety billion! Even if the Chu Group loses this much at once, it’s a grave damage."

"Though they are wealthy, taking out ten billion at once is still an astounding amount."

The crowd was utterly shocked and confused, but as they gathered themselves, they began to watch with schadenfreude. The Chu Group was about to be hit; there’s no way they could emerge unscathed. Facing the hostility of the nine magnates, it’s a sign that the Chu Group is going to get hurt. Though bankruptcy is unlikely, the losses will be severe.

Mengyao and Qiu Wen’s reaction brought immense satisfaction to Tang Jian’an and the nine others.

"This is just small change; hopefully, President Chu doesn’t find it too little. The rule for winning and losing is one-to-one. If Mr. Ye wins, these checks are President Chu’s. If Ling Xue wins, President Chu pays us an equivalent amount." Tang Jian’an explained impudently, "With Mr. Ye’s gambling skills, he’s bound to win. President Chu has already accepted our checks. Surely, you won’t lack the courage to gamble even a single round? We’ve come to deliver money; President Chu must be thrilled?"

Tang Jian’an’s sarcastic remarks were brazen and triumphant.

"I don’t think President Chu is that cowardly. A little money is nothing in your eyes, right? Or do you believe Mr. Ye is bound to lose and you lack even the courage to gamble a single round?" Guo Xiong and others goaded.

"President, don’t be swayed by these insidious provocations. You must think twice." Qiu Wen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Displaying a reckless demeanor for the sake of face and dignity, Mengyao impulsively declared, "Alright, I’ll gamble with you."

Then, swiftly signed nine checks, each with a value of ten billion.

"President, you must be cautious, don’t act impulsively." Qiu Wen continued to advise.

"Just do your job and don’t say more," Mengyao said undeniably, glaring at Qiu Wen, who could only bow her head grudgingly.

"Pretending to be rich and tough, daring such a big gamble just for face, truly overestimating oneself," was the crowd’s assessment of President Chu.