In Omaha, if the hand rankings are the same, the suits are compared.
But in Texas Hold’em, suits are not ranked, whether spades or hearts, they are all equal.
Russian tycoon Yevgeny and Jiang Chen both had straight hands, and identical ones at that, so it was a tie.
In the event of a tie, according to the rules of Texas Hold’em, the players split the pot.
"It’s really too much of a coincidence."
"Yeah, a tie of all things."
"I’ve played Texas Hold’em for so long, and the number of times I’ve encountered this situation is very few."
There was a buzz of discussion all around.
"Brother-in-law, you’re about to win your money back."
Because they split the pot this round, Jiang Chen, who previously lost ten million US dollars, was only three or four million away from breaking even.
Jiang Chen managed a smile, but actually, he wasn’t that excited inside.
He thought he had this round in the bag, but who would have thought the expected straight flush didn’t show up!
Based on the Russian tycoon’s hand, he wasn’t betting on the last community card.
He was betting on his hole card!
Betting on the diamond Jack, in his hand!
They’re not just speculating about the community cards, they’re also calculating their opponents’ hole cards.
It is said that professional Texas Hold’em players can estimate their winning odds the moment they get their hole cards.
"In gambling, mindset is very important. As long as you keep your cool, any amount of money can be won back."
While pretending to be an expert in front of his sister-in-law, Jiang Chen covertly glanced in Vera’s direction.
He then realized that the girl also showed a trace of surprise on her face.
The outcome of this game was not in her "plan".
Seeing her reaction, Jiang Chen, who still felt he was being tricked, couldn’t help but suspect.
If this girl was deliberately "setting him up", with her previous ability to "speak and make it so", a tie would not have been possible, and he should have been beaten black and blue by now, waiting for her to mock him with a look of schadenfreude.
He had misinterpreted her look?
That must be it then.
This rare tie is indeed a stroke of luck!
Song Chao Ge also glanced over and gave Jiang Chen a slight smile, seemingly congratulating him.
To be frank, so far, Jiang Chen has a favorable impression of him. Despite coming from an extraordinary background, he’s approachable and easygoing, without any overbearing aura.
Some people’s positions are destined from the start.
Jiang Chen returned the smile and silently said sorry in his heart.
That luck-driven split pot had made Jiang Chen acutely aware of the gap between himself and the other players at the table. He took no more risks, playing cautiously and conservatively, folding immediately at the first sign of trouble without hesitation, fully embodying the idea that he’d rather do nothing than make a mistake.
Last year at Li Shuru’s birthday, he bluffed his way through a game against Sun Xiyu and the young elites from East Sea, but the same tricks clearly wouldn’t fly here.
It’s different standards.
The Omaha game was a few tens of thousands at stake, but this Texas Hold’em?
One round of blinds is a hundred thousand US dollars!
The people here: the Saudi elder past his fifties, the formidable Russian tycoon, the pop singer with a fantastic net worth, and the Englishman with shrewdness written all over his face.
Which one of them isn’t a crafty fox?
Trying to play mind games in front of these people is almost a surefire way to get hurt.
So Jiang Chen did not act like a fool who thought himself smart, and it naturally followed that he became the person who folded the most at the table.
His decision was clearly wise.
Because Lan Peizhi’s favorability towards him did not continue to decrease.
Trying to impress and seeking attention would only attract naive young girls.
Any woman of substance wouldn’t be tempted by such lowly tactics.
It might even cause aversion and annoyance.
Not to mention a woman like Lan Peizhi.
Since he was the first one to fold most of the time, Jiang Chen consequently had more opportunities to observe the other players at the table.
Among those present, he should be the youngest and probably the one with the least experience. This game of poker was also a learning opportunity for him.
Jiang Chen deeply understood one phrase.
Life is a classroom everywhere.
For the first twenty years, he lived the most ordinary life, but now, it was like he had been forcibly thrown from a slum into a wealthy neighborhood.
If he didn’t want to be an outlier and truly fit into the new environment, he had to try his best, not letting go of any chance to absorb and learn.
"Auntie Lan, it seems that every time I’m with you, my luck is quite good."
Song Chaoge won another hand.
The chips in front of him were estimated to have broken the thirty million US dollar mark.
"It has nothing to do with me. With this skill, you shouldn’t have a hard time making a living."
Song Chaoge’s smile was radiant, "To receive praise from Auntie Lan is truly an honor."
Two more hole cards were dealt to him.
Flush and straight possibilities.
Song Chao Ge peeked at them and then glanced over at Jiang Chen.
"Auntie Lan, that friend of yours doesn’t seem to know how to play very well, but he’s pretty stable. Is he from East Sea? I don’t seem to have heard of him."
This was clearly a ploy to fish for information about Jiang Chen.