"Sorry, Minister, their confidentiality rules here are very strict."
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Zhang Beixing laughed, "What's the deal, they don't let people gamble? If they don't let people gamble, how would they even open up?"
Jennifer smiled slightly, ever so beautifully, "Minister, what I heard was, your stakes were too big. In Neon, you won half of the Lower Mouth Organization's assets in one match, forcing them to sell land and fields. You scared them so much, they don't dare to let you bet."
Facing Jennifer's bold revelation of secrets, Zhang Beixing chose to ignore it.
"What you're saying, my wins were legitimate. Otherwise, why didn't the Lower Mouth Organization sue me if they lost money? Do you think they look like faithful monks and saintly women?"
Jennifer remained silent appropriately.
Yes, they were at fault and didn't dare to take you to court, so they went straight for rocket launchers and helicopters to blast you.
