"I'll be damned!"
The man jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on.
He first cursed loudly, then quickly turned and pointed at Song Qiao's nose, roaring.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Calling me a show-off?"
"Heh heh... Come on! Five million, bet it all on that gray mastiff!"
As he spoke, the man casually pulled out a bank card from his pocket and tossed it to the dealer.
His demeanor clearly showed he wanted to prove he wasn't poor.
He then looked at Song Qiao condescendingly and provocatively said,
"This much money is just pocket change to me. What can you compare with?"
Anyone who could casually pull out five million would certainly not be poor in the outside world.
But in a place where the minimum bet was three million,
adding another two million on top surely indicated a lack of confidence?
Song Qiao smiled and said nothing, merely pulling out a bank card from his wallet and handing it to the dealer.
He calmly said, "Three hundred million, bet on the yellow one!"
"How much?" The man was startled and cursed inwardly, thinking this guy was even more of a show-off than him!
"Heh heh, if you really had three hundred million, would you be watching her run back and forth begging for money?"
"Hmph! There are plenty of people who puff themselves up to look rich. I hope you don't get thrown to the dogs for insufficient funds!"
Not only was the man almost scared by Song Qiao, but even the seasoned dealer was dumbfounded.
Those who came to this dogfight were naturally wealthy patrons.
Ordinary people could not even get through the door.
There were many bosses from all walks of life who had spent fortunes here.
Some had squandered hundreds of millions overnight!
But even they would bet tens or hundreds of millions at a time, playing slowly to pass the time.
No one had ever bet this much right from the start!
"Are you... are you sure you want to bet three hundred million? On dog number 1?"
"I need to inform you in advance, the odds for dog number 1 in this round are 1.2."
"Meaning, if you win, in addition to your principal being returned, we will pay you sixty million."
Due to his shock, the professional dealer even made a very basic mistake.
Fortunately, Song Qiao, not solely focused on showing off, quickly reminded him.
"Three hundred million is correct, but I'm betting on number 2, the yellow one."
"Oh! Of course! The yellow, younger one, that's indeed number 2."
"The odds for that one are 1.8. My apologies, I made a mistake!"
The dealer hurriedly bowed and apologized to Song Qiao, his lower posture revealing a full, fair curve that seemed to convey sincere regret.
Jiang Rou was also quite shaken and couldn't help but glance at Song Qiao.
Were you trying to force Third Aunt out by winning money like this?
You might end up getting ripped off yourself!
Upon hearing the amount, the gamblers who had been gathered around discussing which of the two giant dogs to bet on immediately crowded over.
They wanted to see who was making such a lavish bet!
"Good heavens, three hundred million? Did I hear that right?"
"Is he tired of having too much spare cash?"
"Don't judge him, aren't you also here playing every day?"
"I can't compare. My wife at home is strict. I only have twenty million for gambling this month."
This short conversation alone showed what kind of characters were present.
If his wife was strict, he could still get twenty million for gambling in a month?
But even these people were shocked to hear that Song Qiao was betting three hundred million in a single round!
Just as everyone was focusing their attention, trying to figure out which hidden tycoon from Modu this was,
the previous man, unable to stand Song Qiao stealing the spotlight, immediately shouted,
"Don't believe him, you bunch of idiots! He's a broke nobody who's never seen the world!"
"He's using a blank card to show off. I refuse to believe he actually has three hundred million on that card!"
"Sir, these are your exchanged chips. A total of three hundred million, all here."
Just as the man was desperately trying to embarrass Song Qiao,
the dealer respectfully returned with a tray of chips.
Without even glancing at the man, he looked at Song Qiao with a smile and said,
"This is your bank card, and this is our highest level Black Gold membership card."
"We welcome you here anytime from now on!"
Upon hearing that the bet was successful, the crowd erupted.
"Good heavens, a Black Gold membership card! I've been here so many times and I'm still only Platinum!"
"Keep your voice down. It's not something to brag about in comparison."
"That's true. Coming here so many times and not playing as big as him in one go is quite embarrassing."
From this, one could tell that the values of these people had clearly been completely distorted.
However, they still enjoyed themselves immensely, unable to extricate themselves.
For them, this was a place where they could truly have fun.
Song Qiao ignored the surrounding chatter and looked down at the chips in front of him.
He found that while three hundred million sounded like a lot, it only weighed about half a pound in chips.
Each square chip was no larger than the palm of his hand, yet its face value was a full ten million!
According to the dealer, the smallest chips here were worth one million.
This was obviously for convenience.
Looking at the tray of chips, the surrounding people gasped in amazement and gave Song Qiao a thumbs-up.
"You're amazing!"
"Playing this big on the first round, I've never seen anything like it!"
Seeing that Song Qiao had successfully exchanged his chips, the man stood there as if struck by lightning.
His face instantly turned incredibly ugly. Seizing the moment when no one was paying attention to him, he quickly retreated.