The doctor next to the operating table said, "Mr. Feng, we can start the surgery now."
"Dr. Jin, I'm counting on you."
Dr. Jin nodded, "Before the surgery, anesthesia is required. If you feel any discomfort during the process, you can tell me."
Then, Dr. Jin injected the anesthetic, and Mr. Feng slowly closed his eyes. When he woke up next time, he would have a new name.
Under the effect of the anesthetic, Mr. Feng entered a dreamlike state, half-asleep and half-awake.
"No, my surname isn't Feng, it's Zhou, called Zhou Tiansheng, I am the King of Gamblers!
I will become a person named Fang Dingqian, starting a new life..." Zhou Tiansheng murmured in a voice only he could hear, with a look of anticipation, but more of reluctance.
He recalled past experiences in his mind.
[Seventeen years ago.
A small street stall in Malaysia.
Four young men with bare chests were eating Laksa noodles.
A skinny, shrewd-looking young man said, "Bros, today's meal is on me.
In the future, follow my lead."
A tattooed man said, "Zhou Tiansheng, you think you can buy us off with one meal, who do you think you are?"
A man with an earring laughed, "Exactly, you're just a henchman yourself, still dreaming of being the boss."
Zhou Tiansheng wiped his mouth, "Don't look down on me. I'm now one of the Genting people, not just a lackey anymore."
The tattooed man laughed, "Haha, right, you're not just any lackey, you're a junket."
The people around burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at, what's wrong with being a junket?
Soon, I will be the King of Gamblers."
The tattooed man said, "Brother Zhou, are you really leaving Malaysia?"
Zhou Tiansheng said, "Tiger, can't you see it yet? Genting holds all the power in Malaysia, leaving no room for other casinos.
No matter how many clients I have, I'm still just a larger junket agent.
You'll be in charge here from now on.
I aim to be the King of Gamblers, the real King of Gamblers."
The tattooed man said, "Brother Zhou, but I heard, in Thailand gambling is also banned, how's it any different from Malaysia?"
"In name only, gambling is banned in Thailand, but there are many underground casinos. As long as both the authorities and the underworld are managed well, there are no major issues.
But in Malaysia, with Genting being so dominant, small gambling halls can't develop at all.
And Thailand has many tourists, there will never be a shortage of gamblers."
"Brother Zhou, after all, that place isn't our turf; you should bring more people with you."
Don't you have someone named Song something Bao under you? That kid's pretty good, let him come with me to Thailand."
"Song Jinbao, no problem."
Thailand, the grand opening of Tiensheng Hotel.
This hotel stands seven stories, with the bottom five floors being hotel accommodations and the top two as entertainment venues.
The owner of this hotel is none other than Zhou Tiansheng.
After coming to Thailand, he opened a small casino, and after two years of accumulation, acquired a hotel, converting the sixth and seventh floors into a casino.
Today is the hotel's official opening day.
Song Jinbao walked over and said, "Boss, Boss Zheng has arrived."
Zhou Tiansheng took a few steps forward, and a strong man in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, which is considered tall in Thailand, walked over. "Mr. Zhou, congratulations on your success, wishing you prosperity and wealth."
"Boss Zheng, thanks for your kind words. Feel free to play a few games upstairs today, it's on me."
"Haha, then I won't be shy, thank you Mr. Zhou."
"Boss Zheng, if you put it that way, you're being too polite. Without your support, I couldn't have opened this hotel." Zhou Tiansheng pulled Boss Zheng aside and asked, "I heard you're heading to the States?"
"The Flying Dragon Gang in New York is recruiting, I'm thinking of trying it out there."
"Aren't you doing well here? Why the sudden move to the States?"
Boss Zheng smiled but didn't answer.
Zhou Tiansheng continued to ask, "If you leave, who'll look after things in Thailand?"
"I'm planning to hand it over to Bear Jr."
"Yes, if you need anything in the future, just find him."
Boss Zheng, I wish you a smooth journey and hope you gain fame in the States soon. When that happens, I'll come to New York to join you."
"Haha, no problem." The two chatted for a moment, Zhou Tiansheng saw Zheng Lagong into the hotel, meanwhile, he had a pensive expression on his face.
As he walked, he accidentally bumped into someone.
"Ah, boss! Sorry, sorry." A woman in a red cheongsam, tall and with a pretty face, stood by the door, her fair cheeks showing a hint of panic.
Zhou Tiansheng sized her up and smiled, "What's your name?"
"Chen Yue, boss, I didn't see you, it wasn't intentional." The woman bowed slightly and quickly walked away.
Her voice was soft, and Zhou Tiansheng didn't catch her name clearly. Watching her graceful figure, he smiled and signaled to his subordinate.
Song Jinbao came running over, "Boss, you called for me."
"Did you see that woman?"
"After the opening ceremony, bring her to see me."]
Zhou Tiansheng felt some pain on his left cheek. Is the surgery starting?
The right cheek also began to hurt, could the anesthetic be wearing off?
The pain on his face woke him up from his dreams.
The doctor and nurses had already left, and several unfamiliar faces stood beside him. The surprise on Zhou Tiansheng's face flashed by; he didn't speak first but coldly looked at them.
Luke stood by the operating table and smiled, "Zhou Tiansheng, what dream were you having, smiling so sweetly?"
"You've got the wrong person, my surname is Fang." Zhou Tiansheng propped himself up on the operating table to sit up.
"Not only are you dreaming, but you're even talking in your sleep now." Luke took out a mirror and handed it over, "Here, take a look for yourself."
Zhou Tiansheng took the mirror. His face wasn't wrapped in bandages, it was still the same face, except there were two red palm prints on his face.