As an old gambling dog, the original host knew very well this chip was absolutely the real deal. Whether it was the weight or the texture, it was flawless. The gold-foiled "10,000" on the surface caught the light spilling in from not far away, giving off a special sheen. From certain angles, he could even vaguely see the laser-engraved anti-counterfeit characters.
Ten thousand bucks was no small amount. This chip could be taken straight to a table, or exchanged for cash of equal value— as for the service fee, you only had to pay two percent when exchanging cash for chips, and there was no fee when converting chips back into cash.
The original host's heart was full of doubt. He had no idea why a chip with such a high face value would appear in a shaft like this… Could it be something those missing people had dropped?
But what kind of serious person would bring chips out of the casino?
