Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 301: Drinking Victory Wine

Everyone knows that Patton is in a bad mood right now, so no one criticizes him no matter how harsh his words are.

No one was making a fuss with him, and he couldn't cause any trouble by himself.

He had no choice but to sign the transfer agreement.

This is a gambling city; generally, no one will renege on their debts after losing, especially important figures like this.

These important figures are people who cherish their reputation; if they can afford to gamble, they can afford to lose.

Otherwise, Lao Mo wouldn't have been able to make two billion in one night.

Most importantly, Barton owns another casino! If he really refuses to pay his debts, he'll be nothing but a piece of trash in Las Vegas. How can he run a casino then?

"Hahahaha..."

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Patton. Hahahaha..."

Ferramy, holding the transfer agreement, burst into laughter with excitement.

Caesar was also pleased.

"Alright, that's all for today's bet. Mr. Barton, I'll treat you to dinner another day. Don't leave yet."

Caesar waved his hand, and he led his men away. They were eager to get back and divide the spoils—no, wait, to divide their shares!

Watching them leave, Patton and his partners gritted their teeth in anger.

In their minds, this casino is worth far more than three billion.

Losing 3 billion in one night, are you angry or not?

Yes, Patton is very rich, but he can't afford to lose like this!

"Fuck, we've been tricked."

Patton said through gritted teeth to his partners.

"Mr. Barton, what do you mean?" a business partner asked.

Barton said coldly, "Damn it, this young man from the East hasn't lost a single game. He's absolutely confident he can beat Torres. We've been tricked. Damn it..."

The gazes of those partners instantly turned dangerous.

Now, no matter how I think about it, it feels like I've jumped into someone's trap. This feeling is extremely unpleasant!

"That damned yellow-skinned monkey, Mr. Patton, we must avenge this."

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Patton led them into a private room.

"Listen to me, this yellow-skinned pig has become famous overnight, and he can't gamble in Las Vegas anymore. So I reckon he'll be leaving soon. Once he's gone, we'll have no chance. So we must keep him here."

Yes, even someone like Torres can't gamble in casinos anymore. So, no matter how skilled you are at gambling, it's useless. Winning money in a casino is almost impossible.

One of the partners asked, "Mr. Patton, do you want to kill him?"

"No no no..."

Barton sneered, "His gambling skills surpass Torres'. If we kill him, we'll truly lose those three billion."

So, I'm going to arrest him and make money for us. He won't leave Las Vegas until we win back this three billion.

The partners' eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

Yes, this guy is such a good gambler. If we can keep him under control, we're not afraid of losing all this money.

He can't gamble in Las Vegas, but we can take him to Reno! It's the birthplace of gambling, and its casinos are just as big as theirs.

If we just find the right opportunity and scam one or two people, we can get back the 3 billion.

Okay, okay, that's a good idea.

"Danos, I'm leaving this to you. Make sure you bring him back to me no matter what. OK?"

The guy named Danos quickly stepped forward and nodded, saying, "Okay, Mr. Barton, don't worry, with me in charge, he definitely won't be able to leave."

Danos is the gang's leader, controlling a mafia organization and practically a lawless figure in Las Vegas.

Here, you'll find a group of people who are willing to fight and take risks. They also have plenty of money to launder money, so it's no exaggeration to say they can do whatever they want.

When Lao Mo and his group returned to the Caesars Hotel, they immediately found a private room and sat down to eat.

Old Mo had dinner with Ye Zimei, Caesar, Ferramy, and their two henchmen.

Everyone opened a bottle of red wine, raised their glasses in celebration, and toasted to tonight's victory.

Caesar put down his wine glass and then spoke.

"Mr. Chen, we agreed before that Ferramy and I each own 30% of the shares, while you own 40%."

This won't work. We three need to choose a chairman for better management. Don't you agree?

Old Mo nodded and said, "Yes, as I said, I will not participate in the management of the hotel, so I am willing to give up 10% of the shares and sell them to one of you."

Caesar and Ferramin have already agreed that Caesar will be the chairman of the board.

Therefore, Caesar himself paid for the shares.

Caesar smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, it's like this, if you're not here most of the time, taking 30% of the shares is a bit too much."

As you know, as bosses, sometimes we have to allocate some shares to the managers.

That way they'll be more dedicated and manage the hotel better, don't you think?

Old Mo nodded, agreeing with him.

"Okay, you're right. But let me make this clear from the start: if I have to give up 20% of the shares all at once, the price will be different."

Caesar nodded and said, "That is indeed a bit unreasonable. Name your price."

Old Mo chuckled and said, "If it's 10%, I'll take the normal price of 300 million. If you insist on 20%, then 600 million definitely won't do. How about this, you take 1 billion, and I'll immediately transfer 20% of the shares to you. That's not asking for too much, is it?"

Caesar remained silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, one billion it is. Deal."

Although it cost 400 million more, he can earn back 20% of the shares in two or three years.

This is a Las Vegas casino, a licensed one, practically a money-printing machine.

What Caesar valued was long-term benefits.

The two sides had a very pleasant conversation and quickly made a decision.

Tomorrow, once the contract is signed, I'll go to the bank to pay Lao Mo, and everything will be fine.

There were some things Lao Mo didn't want to say, but after thinking about it, he still said, "Gentlemen, in this way, I own 20% of this casino."

I hope you can transfer my dividends to me every month. It would be best if you didn't cheat me, otherwise, we can't be friends anymore, right?

Caesar laughed and said, "Mr. Chen, you flatter me. We've been in this business for so many years, we know what we can and cannot do, so you can rest assured."

"Okay, let's drink!"

Old Mo raised his glass and clinked it with theirs.

Tonight, we not only secured 20% of the shares, but also a billion dollars.

Old Mo is already very satisfied.