Chapter 89: Look At Our Seventh Child
He initially intended to win billions, but instead, he ended up stealing chickens and utterly failing!
However, his status allows him to renege on his debts without worry.
But Di Mingjue left him no face, raising his cold lips to utter, "Ever heard of honor among gamblers, Ambassador? Didn’t you agree at the beginning? You even won quite a lot of money, and now you’re thinking to renege on the deal? Well, you can, but here in my Empire, those who do such a thing usually lose a hand."
His face was icy cold, his aura formidable and chilling, the look in his cool eyes showing no trace of jesting.
Robin’s face turned ashen. He wanted to explode in anger, but he had no upper hand in this situation. How could he justify himself after losing at cards?
He cast his eyes pleadingly at Di Mingzhe. But this cunning old fox just ignored his pleading gaze, maintaining a smile on his face.
The worst part was the room full of security guards and elite bodyguards.
Robin remained silent for a long time. Di Mingjue did not rush him, his slender fingers rhythmically tapping on the table, as though he were waiting patiently.
He seemed to be a veteran in the commercial battlefield, a top-grade player among foxes.
Finally, Robin asked, "Can I owe the money for a while?"
Di Mingjue’s lips curled slightly; he wasn’t as arrogant anymore. He looked at Robin and casually said, "The Ambassador has excellent manners and a strong character. If you put it this way, it would be inappropriate for me not to give you some leeway. But don’t owe me, owe my brother instead. I previously promised him that I would donate money to build Hope Primary School."
Panicked, Robin began to sweat profusely. He knew he had walked right into a trap, but there was nothing he could do. His love for gambling was to blame!
He was here in the Empire to talk about cooperation, his goal being to obtain the greatest possible benefits. But owing those six billion to Di Mingzhe - everyone knew that was a trap laid out for him to jump into.
But now he had no choice but to jump.
In the end, Robin could only nod in agreement, simply saying, "Fine."
He had to agree first, and then figure out what to do next.
But Di Mingjue seemed to have anticipated his thoughts. Changing his tone, he said, "Since the Ambassador has made a rare visit to the Empire, I will cover all your living expenses during your stay. Enjoy your time here."
With that, he got up and left.
But this made Robin sick with rage. It seemed like a generous offer on the surface, but in reality, it was a scheme to keep him under surveillance!
Left without any options, a bitter Robin could only watch Di Mingjue’s retreating figure.
Turning to Di Mingzhe, he said, "Sir, with the help of such a brother, your career path must be smooth."
Di Mingzhe replied with a carefree smile, "My younger brother only does charity work, it has nothing to do with my career."
The comment left Robin speechless.
Di Mingchen ordered the guards to escort Robin and his daughter to a hotel to rest.
Gu Mian, used to the conspiring of the three brothers, casually waved her hand and left.
Di Mingjue had already boarded the car, but Di Mingchen called him and asked him to go for a drink at the bar.
Di Mingjue rejected coldly, "Not interested."
Just as he was about to hang up, Di Mingchen said, "Are you sure you won’t come? I just received a message saying your doll is at Jinse."
Jinse was a top-grade bar owned by the Nangong Family.
His doll? Di Mingjue raised an eyebrow, his sexy lips curling up slightly in rare amusement, "Then I’ll go check on our Qibao."
Di Mingchen couldn’t help bursting into laughter. The Gu Family’s seven sisters were definitely like dolls, and Qibao being Di Mingjue’s doll, hmm, interesting.
Di Mingchen was trying to picture Gu Qibao with a gourd on her head, almost laughing himself into convulsions.