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

Chapter 283: From Gunman to Partner

The large casinos in Las Vegas are worth only around two billion.

Five percent, which is equivalent to over one hundred million. Old Mo might as well just take one hundred million in cash!

So five percent is not just too little, it's far too little.

Caesar smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, even world-class gambling gods and kings wouldn't offer this price. So, the price I've given is already quite high."

Of course, you can prove your worth. For example, can you guarantee a win? If you can, then we can talk.

Old Mo smiled and said, "Of course, I guarantee a win. If we lose, I'll make up the difference in the number of shares I received."

The phrase "the amount of shares he takes to make up for the losses" means that if he takes 10%, then if he loses, he will make up 10% of the total capital.

This is essentially Old Mo taking out his own money to gamble. It's just that he's paying later.

Caesar also realized that Old Morneau wanted to take a stake in the company.

Caesar laughed.

"Mr. Chen, are you really that confident?"

Old Mo laughed and said, "Of course, Mr. Caesar, now it just depends on whether you dare to bet."

Caesar frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Chen, to be honest, we originally just wanted to hire you as a ghostwriter, but now that you want to invest, the distribution of shares is a bit complicated."

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Tell me, how is it difficult?"

Caesar said, "This idea was proposed by Mr. Ferramin, who is the owner of the Ferramin Hotel. We originally agreed to split it 50/50. Now that you've suddenly become a shareholder, how are the shares going to be divided?"

Old Mo chuckled and said, "This is easy to divide. The three of us split it equally, 30% each, and the remaining 10% is my share of the technology. Doesn't that solve the problem?"

Caesar smiled and said, "If we only take 30%, and we win, who will ultimately decide or manage this hotel?"

Mr. Chen, do you have this experience? Besides, Mr. Chen, you can't stay in Las Vegas forever!

Old Mo smiled and said, "That's easy to solve! If we win, I'm willing to sell more than 10% of the shares to the two of you."

"For the remaining shares, I'll only take dividends; I won't participate in management. You're right, I can't stay here forever, so it's unrealistic for me to manage it."

"Mr. Chen, you don't mind if I call Ferramy over to discuss this together, do you? I think it's better to have him here so we can talk about it face to face."

"Caesar said."

Old Mo nodded and said, "Of course I don't mind. You can call him over anytime."

"Okay. Mr. Chen, please wait here for a moment. I'll go out and make a call."

Old Mo nodded.

Caesar then left with his men.

Only Lao Mo and Ye Zimei remained in the restaurant.

"Honey, come on, let's eat! Don't be shy. Let's not waste any."

The two of them didn't stand on ceremony at all and immediately began to eat heartily. Why be polite when someone's treating?

Half an hour later, the two of them were already full.

Caesar then led Ferramy in.

Ferramy was also an elderly white man, nearly fifty years old.

They were extremely envious of the Las Vegas Grand Hotel, the largest hotel and casino in Las Vegas. Therefore, they were doing everything they could to win it.

Yes, the competition here isn't about throwing money at the problem, it's about gambling.

Ferramin appeared to be a polite old man. Upon arrival, he first shook hands with Old Mo and then hugged him.

He then shook hands with Ye Zimei and even tried to hug her.

Ye Zimei quickly nudged him with her hand and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ferram, I'm Chinese."

"Oh, no, I'm really sorry. Please forgive my intrusion, I didn't know that Chinese people don't do this."

Ferramin was a little embarrassed, but also a little amused, and everyone sat down.

Old Mo smiled and said, "Gentlemen, we have finished eating. Please make yourselves at home."

Ferramin said, "Forget about dinner, Mr. Chen, let's get down to business! You just told Mr. Caesar that you could definitely win?"

Old Mo nodded and said, "Yes, I am absolutely certain I can win. I have the capital to bet; what I lack are friends like the two of you."

Old Mo meant that he had all the resources he needed, except for powerful local connections. In other words, even without them, Old Mo could find other people.

This indirectly demonstrates his own importance.

After Old Mo said this, Caesar and Philamin on the other side fell silent.

If that's the case, then Caesar and Ferramy would be the ones getting the better deal.

This is the skill of negotiation; in a single sentence, you put yourself in a proactive position.

Of course, they are local bullies, and they can use violence to force Old Mo to gamble for them.

However, the risks of doing so are extremely high. If Old Mo rebels, or if he has the power, or if he makes connections with the other side and deliberately loses at the casino, then it will be a losing proposition.

They often do this with those little Karamis. But Old Mo is different. He can win two billion in one night; he's definitely not an ordinary person.

Therefore, the risks of doing so are extremely high.

Old Mo's words brought everyone to the same level.

Caesar and Filak exchanged a glance. Of course, it was a good thing to get a bargain.

They weren't greedy; they were satisfied with a 30% return for free, as there was no risk involved.

Anyway, Lao Mo doesn't participate in the hotel's management, so the hotel belongs to them. Their only goal is to own the hotel.

However, there are still risks involved. What if Old Mo loses?

So what they need to do now is prove whether Old Murdoch has the ability to win 100%.

Ferramy smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, how can you prove you can win one hundred percent?"

Old Mo smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I can't prove that. Since you've come to me, you need to have complete trust in me. Otherwise, why would you come to me?"

Caesar chuckled and said, "How about this? Our gambling god Clark is currently in Las Vegas. Mr. Chen, how about you challenge him to a game to prove your skills?"

If Old Murdoch beats Clark, then they will have confidence.

There's nothing they can do. They've only heard about how amazing Old Mo is; they've never actually seen him.

They can lose billions, but they can't afford to lose their casino.

Old Mo nodded and said, "That's no problem. However, my appearance fee is very high. If you want to bet against me, you'll have to put up at least five hundred million US dollars in bets."

Caesar laughed on the spot.

"Of course, that's no problem. If Mr. Chen is alright now, shall we go down now?"

That's right, Clark is in the casino downstairs.

With just a nod from Old Mo, a high-stakes gamble can begin.

Old Mo laughed and said, "If you have no problems, of course I won't have any problems either."