The facts are already clear, which can only mean one thing: Li Fei is completely playing possum in gambling, no matter how skilled the opponent is, they'll be brought down.
But at this point, he has no room to back down; he can only grit his teeth and go forward.
Li Fei looked at the opponent with a smile: "Wangcai, you seem to have a very ugly expression. You should be happy, right? Imagine winning this round, and the whole Tengfei Company is yours. That's like a pie falling from the sky."
"You lose a few billion and your expression will look good?" Zhang Jun said, "Let Fast Hand King throw the cards, and we'll grab them, how about it?"
"No problem." Li Fei agreed without surprise.
Zhang Jun looked at Paul, and the other party understood.
At the time of throwing the cards, Paul could manipulate it by tossing the large-faced cards towards Zhang Jun's side. In that case, their chances of winning would greatly increase, and Li Fei would likely lose the match.
