Chapter 25 - : The night of desire (1/2)

Frankly speaking, I'd like to go out with Juan and meet Vivi Young again.

I don't know why, she seems to be attracting to me. Not only her beautiful, but also there seems to be something makes me want to get close and watch her closely. There's a glimmer of cunning intelligence between her eyebrows with the cold but confident smile, and, of course, her pretty face, are all attracting me.

I have seen many beautiful women, but I seldom see such a beauty like her.

But Juan doesn't mean to go out again.

He just smiles at me, then waves and let Jim come in and take me out.

”You can have a good rest tonight, and I'll take you for a walk tomorrow during the daytime.”

Juan does not say anything more. Maybe he feels he has said many enough to me tonight. He should give me some time to digest it.

When I walk out, I don't see Vivi Young again. She is probably in one of the VIP lounges.

Until later, I heard that she had won 10 million dollars that night, but then she lost it on purpose. She probably did this just to express her dissatisfaction.

There are gambling masters in the casino, but Juan didn't let them go. And Vivi Young's two attendants are all good players in Las Vegas.

But I don't know these things that time. Jim takes me into the elevator, then down to the eighth floor, and leads me to a room.

”Come in and have a good rest, and I'll come to pick you up tomorrow morning.” Jim's tone doesn't fluctuate. He pushes the door open to let me in, then left.

This is a very luxurious suite, walk in, foot is soft carpet, step on very comfortable. Outside is a very spacious living room, sofa is leather, the shape is elegant. There's a big LCD TV on the wall. When I entered the room, a crystal light on the ceiling slowly lit up, the light is gradually strengthened, very soft. And I realize that I haven't pressed any button, and it probably has some sensors.

The furniture in the living room is exquisite, and the whole room is heavily colored, as if it is champagne after precipitation. There is also a wine bar in the living room, and I take a closer look at it. There are a row of various wines, and a row of crystal glasses hang on the next floor.

I take a deep breath, even if I have never been to a place like this, I can still see its high level!

In front of the bar is a house-style minibar, from which I find a small bartender. I pour myself a glass of whisky. I find the refrigerator below, and I take out the ice maker. I put two ice cubes in the wine, and swallow in one gulp.

Liquor is running down from my esophagus into my stomach, and the heat seems to be burning my chest and abdomen. I feel a little comfortable, and I can't help getting a thrill and take a long sigh of relief.

I'm a little confused, or, to put it another way, I am somewhat curious about tomorrow.

What's Juan's big plan? What's he going to let me do?

And, of course, the most exciting thing about what has happened tonight.

How much was it on earth?!

Thinking of the number that I count, at this moment, when I am sitting at the bar in the room to drink, upstairs casino is also non-stop grabbing and making money!

The chips, a stroke of dollars, are thrown out by those people at will.

What a fucking luxury!

I admit, when I threw out those chips, although my face pretended not to move, but my heart was really beating very hard!

I didn't know what I was thinking when I threw the ten thousand dollars in my hand away in less than an hour.

That's ten thousand dollars after all! It's a number that most ordinary people can't even earn in a year!

Perhaps until today, I just find out that my original life is so pure!

I do the job in a high level nightnightclub, but tonight I have learned that such high level is just to the ordinary people. The amount of expenses in a single night is only a few thousand. The girls there, as long as you are willing to throw out several thousands, at any time they are willing to take off the cloths!

Compare with here, I even saw some gamblers casually threw a few chips to the beauty around when they won, their eyelids without any blink!

And I happened to see a pretty girl in the casino with her guests. She was wearing an expansive evening dress.

Versace!

I'm afraid I can't afford such dress for my half a year's income!

And the watch on her wrist, worth tens of thousands of dollars, a Cartier!

These guests were throwing thousands of chips at random, within the indifferent expressions, holding beautiful women whom ordinary people might not see for a whole year, carrying the cup of wine which equals ordinary people's weekly income.

Are these so-called upper class society?

I take another sip of whisky.

I must say that I am full of conflicting ideas. On the one hand, I am shocked by what I have seen and heard tonight. I do have some expectations for tomorrow.

I have to admit, tonight, when I was throwing a lot of money, my heart was also feeling more of cool feelings than lost!