"Believe and believe! How can I not believe what you said? You are not only the God of Songs, but also a new God of Gambling in Macau..."

When Mr. Yu talked about the two terms "God of Song" and "God of Gambling", he felt a numbness in his scalp.

Mom, a chicken...

Although the words of the God of Gambling alone are a bit troublesome, the casino is not incapable of preventing the God of Gambling from betting.

Even if it is Ren Yankou’s telephone betting, the casino has ways to rectify the matter through some regulations, or even ban power investment, and find that the power investment will not pay compensation, etc. to solve such a thing.

But Ren Yan is still a "god of singing"...

Because Chen Rong treated Ren Yan as his younger brother, and the original works exposed on TV before were so awesome, almost everyone who listens to Chinese pop music knows that a star of "God of Songs" has emerged recently.

That song "opera2" has even become famous in the country of Maoying!

Who dares to mess with this master at this critical moment when Ren Yan is at the stake?

etc……

When Mr. Yu thought about it, he felt that he had no choice but to use Ren Yan, he suddenly thought of something very terrifying...

Although he rarely listens to music, he often goes on Weibo.

Although his understanding of Ren Yan was not as good as a fan, he could quickly remember what the person represented by the name was as soon as others mentioned this name.

"I remember... this guy... seems to be an online anchor at the beginning?"

"Then the anchor went to play e-sports as he did... and won a world champion?"

"And then sing casually and become a god of singing..."

"Then...the bloody swamp of Macau, and now it has become...the god of gambling..."

"Damn it! Is this fucking human?"

In an instant, when he thought of the dense labels on Ren Yan's body, Mr. Yu's scalp felt even more numb.

It's scary!

This is a fucking genius! No! A genius!

Seeing that he had been waiting for a long time but the other party didn't speak, Mr. Yu quickly tried to make his smile more realistic and said with a smile: "Mr. Ren, you said that... I guess... what do you want us to do?"

"If you really have this idea, you won't tell me that..."

"I am frank, when I heard you just now, I felt coerced. Although it was such a feeling, I didn't want to avoid it. Everything you showed really made me feel a little difficult..."

"You also know that although I am the marketing director of the Venetian Casino in Macau, I am actually working for the Venetians. There are not many things I can afford to say in such a large multinational group."

"I say this to you to tell you that I will help you with all your requests within my ability, or convey your opinions to my superiors."

"Because... your superb gambling technique, to be honest, our casinos really can't afford it."

After hearing what Mr. Yu said, Ren Yan didn't feel any special feeling.

Well, I even want to laugh.

"You are right. I'm coercing you and the Venetians. In short, you think whatever you like, I'm not afraid anyway." Ren Yan continued with a smile: "I know my existence will pose a great threat to you and even the entire gambling industry in Macau. It is precisely because I know that I will threaten you."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Mr. Yu was stunned when Ren Yan said something, and his daze instantly turned into panic.

Because just now, he did think of sending Ren Yan, dragging Ren Yan, and even reporting to his superiors, using the energy of the group to coerce Ren Yan in turn.

After all, the entertainment industry is a world full of all kinds of capital, and things that can be solved with money, such as suppressing Ren Yan or other messy things. Venetians have the confidence to do this.

"I really didn't understand what you said." Mr. Yu was extremely nervous, but he still smiled on his face.

Seeing Mr. Yu's obvious unnatural expression, Ren Yan also knew that what he said casually, and I'm afraid that was really what Mr. Yu thought...

But it doesn't matter.

The emergence of such a side mission is to make me think of the casino as a sucker and make a big fuss.

It is not too difficult for Ren Yan to do this.

Because he had another reason that the Venetian could not refuse.

"Mr. Yu, I think you are also a sensible person, but you didn't seem to have figured out where you and me are, but I don't want to repeat this anymore."

"I'll tell you this. No matter how awesome the Venetians are, no matter how big the group is, no matter how long the history in Las Vegas is, it's just a casino."

“How many casinos are there in Macau, big and small?”

"I guess I will turn into a blacklist for every company, right?"

Ren Yan smiled: "Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Of course, Mr. Yu knew what Ren Yan was talking about.

Ren Yan's words were almost said clearly.

Just now, because he discovered that the other party’s true identity was Ren Yan, Mr. Yu just took care of the nervousness and did not understand the whole problem thoroughly.

As Ren Yan said, it is not only the Venetians who want to restrict him from entering the market.

Ren Yan's existence is not just the revenue of a Venetian casino.

What he threatened was the entire Macau gambling industry!

In the past few days, Ren Yan showed a strong attitude of winning every battle without losing. If he wanted to, if the casino did not restrict it, he would really be able to defeat the entire Macau gambling industry.

Moreover, just like something that Ren Yan just explained, the casino party really cannot treat such a "singer" who has been popular recently with a tough attitude. This will do more harm than good.

I can only go to a peace talk with Ren Yan, and through some communication and concessions, I can solve the problem of Ren Yan's crazy money-winning and treating the casino as an ATM.

The real god of gambling is probably not as awesome as Ren Yan.

But Ren Yan did reach this level.

Mr. Yu felt that he couldn't accept it...

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Ren, how can you see this way? Because I told you just now that I am a working person. I am afraid I don't have the ability to agree to you in some things..." Mr. Yu wiped the sweat on his cheeks with a handkerchief.

"I need you to do something for me so that I can't run away one by one..."

"Do you recognize the managers of other casinos? I mean all the big and small casinos in Macau. I need you to get together with people who can speak, even higher than you, and discuss something with you."
Chapter completed!