Chapter 36

Chapter 36 - Test

At this juncture, President Loong produced a check and presented it to Ye Zhiguo. “Consider this a token of appreciation from our paper.”

Ye Zhiguo's eyes widened at the sight of the two hundred thousand on the check.

“We'll keep the news about Ye Hao coming,” President Loong carefully stated, “but we do have a small favor to ask.”

“Go ahead.”

“We'd like Jiangnan Daily to be the first to break any news about Ye Hao,” President Loong asserted with gravity.

The intent behind the hundred thousand was clear to Ye Zhiguo, who then turned to Ye Hao.

Ye Hao gave a slight nod. “However, we're not going to stick around.”

“We're planning a trip.”

“Any particular destination in mind?”

“That's not something I can share,” Ye Hao replied with a grin. “But rest assured, Jiangnan Daily will have the exclusive on my story.”

“You've got the wrong idea,” President Loong interjected hastily. “I mean that our paper will keep your story in the headlines, steering public opinion to get the government's attention. The Ministry of Education might just let you retake your English exam.”

Ye Hao was taken aback. “That seems highly unlikely.”

“It's unprecedented since the founding of the nation, but your case is exceptionally rare,” President Loong acknowledged, shaking his head. “I can't be certain.”

“Even with the Ministry's approval, it would take time. We'll return in a week,” Ye Hao mused.

Once President Loong had departed, Ye Zhiguo looked at Ye Hao, perplexed. “Hao, where exactly are we traveling to?”

“M City.”

“M City?” Both Ye Zhiguo and Guo Xiu exchanged glances, their faces etched with confusion.

“I've dabbled in statistics during my downtime.”

“And what's that supposed to mean?”

“Statistics can be quite useful in gambling.”

“You're planning to gamble in M City?” Ye Zhiguo's face fell.

With a gentle shake of his head, Ye Hao clarified, “I'm going to win money.”

Ye Hao's knowledge of statistics was not deep, but he had his X-ray Vision to rely on.

“Hao, you're not thinking of using that hundred thousand for gambling, are you?” Guo Xiu asked, fixing Ye Hao with a probing gaze.

H City, celebrated as a global shopping paradise, offered luxury goods at prices significantly lower than those on the mainland. Guo Xiu was tempted, but the thought of her family's financial situation made her abandon the idea.

Consequently, they made no purchases.

Ye Hao didn't try to convince his parents to indulge in the shopping either.

He knew that any attempt at persuasion would be futile.

As Ye Hao gazed upon the opulent casino before him, a spark of divine light seemed to flicker in his eyes.

He was here with one purpose: to gamble.

Upon entering the first-floor lobby, they were greeted by a sea of gambling machines, each surrounded by eager patrons.

“Hao, what game do you fancy?” Ye Zhiguo whispered.

“I'll have a look around first.” After surveying the lobby, Ye Hao's eyes landed on the three-card game.

“This is the one I want to play,” he declared, a note of excitement in his voice.

Ye Hao's choice was strategic; he possessed X-ray Vision.

The other machines simply played the odds.

“Does the three-card game involve probability?” Ye Zhiguo asked, taken aback.

He had played the three-card game himself during idle times with friends.

“Dad, could you exchange for a thousand in chips?” Ye Hao requested, after a brief observation.

Ye Zhiguo didn't hesitate, though he harbored doubts.

Seeing Ye Hao's eagerness, he decided to let his son play, prepared to write off the thousand.

Ye Zhiguo quickly returned, clutching ten yellow chips.

The casino's chips came in a spectrum of colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

Each red chip was worth one dollar, orange was ten dollars, yellow a hundred dollars, and green a thousand dollars.

These four denominations were the only ones available in the first-floor lobby.

For those looking to wager more, the VIP hall awaited.

Ye Hao accepted the coins and stood by silently, biding his time.

Roughly three minutes passed before a middle-aged man rose from his seat, his shoulders slumped in defeat. Ye Hao moved to claim the vacated spot, but just then, a tattooed young man beat him to it and took the seat.

“Wait your turn,” the tattooed young man said coolly.