The Young Billionaire

Gambling In A Battle Arena

“Master, is there a problem?” ask a woman who sees Febrianto as upset by the withdrawal limit.

Febrianto while cold snorting replied “Hmm, I was upset that my boss was waiting inside but this machine was hindering me a lot.!”.

“Oh I'm sorry sir, I will offer help for the money withdrawal service in that room” said the woman while pointing to a room that was opposite where they were standing at this time.

“Can you pull 100 billion at once?” ask Febrianto who started expecting help from the woman.

“Can sir, because our maximum withdrawal is 10 trillion in one withdrawal” Febrianto also nodded in approval to the offer from the woman.

“Oh I almost forgot to explain, sir..! For one time withdrawal will be charged a fee of 10 million rupiah..! The withdrawal fee is very high because we are indeed a money withdrawal service provider better than ATM” machines, said the woman before they walked to the designated room earlier.

“No problem, please process immediately, my boss has been waiting too long.!” without a second thought, Febrianto immediately agreed with the woman's words.

“Alright, please come with me” and they both enter the room.

“For so long Febrianto, indeed pull money where the hell is he?” Desta grumbled because the remaining time was only 2 minutes to put the betting money on the table.

After withdrawing the money, the woman gave a stack of papers bearing numbers such as money to Febrianto.

“Hey, what is this? You want to cheat huh?” febrianto said he was upset because he felt like he was being cheated.

“Master, do you not know what this paper works as?” ask the woman.

“Why I know, I'll ask him to withdraw money instead of paper pull is not clear like this.!” Febrianto began to ride because the woman said things she could not understand.

“Master, the function of this paper is as a betting money that you will place on the betting table that is inside each VIP room..! This paper will you put in the hole that will read your nominal bet later, then the system will collect betting value data from every table in this room” explained the woman in cold sweat because of her shirt collar pulled by Febrianto.

“After you?” Desta finally felt relieved after seeing Febrianto carrying a stack of betting papers, then he took a few pieces from Febrianto's hand.

“Bos, I will explain the function of these papers first” said Febrianto with an expression that seemed to know all the mysteries that exist throughout the world.

“Sreet.. Sreet.. Sreet.. Sreet.. Sreet..” the sound of the betting table in front of them is pulling 5 sheets of betting paper worth 1 billion rupiah each entered by Desta.

“Hah? What did you say?” desta asked as she looked back at Febrianto whose face turned sullen.

“Nothing, boss.!” Febrianto sat down and placed the stack of betting papers he was holding on to the small table located next to his chair.

Febrianto took some betting paper and put it in the hole in the betting table.

While pulling his hand back, Febrianto nodded his head when he saw the small inscription under the betting hole.

“Enter money already converted to deified paper here”.

“Badness..! I look like a fool in front of boss Desta.!” Febrianto condemned every little writing that was not seen in one look like the writings on the betting table.

Finally the time to put in the betting money is over and the fight will start soon.

“Feb, which one do you bet on? Black or white shirt?” ask Desta.

“Of course I chose my favorite color, boss..! I choose white.!” febrianto replied with great pride.

“If I am, black color.!” said Desta with a very confident face.