Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

It's not sustainable to just live off our savings. We need to find some way to make a living, at least to give her mother and Uncle Ling a stable income. In the future, we can save money to send Xiao Lingmo to a private school.

But what should we do?

Most importantly, no matter what you do, you need capital. She has a lot of money in her space, but it's all in red banknotes, which are just a lot of worthless paper in ancient times and are completely useless.

She scratched her head in frustration, almost shaking the bed off its feet.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in her mind, and she jumped out of bed.

She remembered that she had thrown a lot of silver jewelry into the space before, and if she pawned it, wouldn't that be money?

So she started searching through the space, and after searching for a long time, she finally found the pile of silver ornaments in a corner of the space.

She rummaged through the pile of silver jewelry, planning to pawn it tomorrow to raise some capital.

Oh, right, she also has playing cards, Ludo, and mahjong in her inventory. She can take them to the gambling den tomorrow to trade.

Good heavens! She remembered that she still had a lot of novels stored in her space for Minmin. If she opened a bookstore, she could definitely make money. She was so smart.

Tang Yue happily contemplated her grand plan to make money.

Just before going to bed, she was still excitedly browsing her social media profile, looking for something to sell.

So much so that she dreamt of getting rich even when she was asleep at night.

The next morning, Tang Yue ate breakfast and played with Xiao Lingmo for a while before going out.

She went straight to the gambling den; this was her first stop.

She was about to go in when she was stopped by the guards at the door. "Little girl, this is not a place for you. Leave immediately."

Tang Yue wasn't displeased at all. She was still quite young, so it was only natural for people to stop her.

She tilted her head and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Brother Guard, I'm here to see my father. He's the owner of this gambling den."

The guard was stunned. His boss was only twenty years old. Where did such a big kid come from?

The key point is that his boss doesn't even have a wife yet. Could it be a romantic entanglement?

He stammered, "You...you don't have any proof?"

Tang Yue pouted, looking like she was about to cry. "Guardian brother, I am the child my father left behind outside. He... didn't leave me any proof. But guard brother, I really didn't lie to you. My mother said that my father is the owner of this Chang Le Casino."

The guards thought it was impossible for a child to tell such a big lie, so they led people inside and brought Tang Yue to the steward.

The guard said to the steward who was drinking tea, "Steward, a little child has come to our door. They say... they say... he's our boss's child. Would you... like to take a look?"

The manager spat out a mouthful of tea. What was that? A doll? Or the boss's doll?

Who would be so reckless as to do something like that?

He looked down at Tang Yue, who was being led by the guard. She was, well, quite cute. Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat like his boss's. Could it be that his boss really had someone else outside?

He was unsure for a moment, so he asked, "Little one, do you know what your father's name is?"

Tang Yue observed the somewhat lenient-looking steward for a moment, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Uncle Steward, please don't be angry with me, okay?"

The steward thought to himself, "This little kid is really well-behaved, much better than my own brat." He patted Tang Yue's head before saying, "Uncle, don't be angry, go ahead and say it."

Tang Yue then spoke up, "Uncle Steward, my name is Tang Yue. Actually, I'm here to do business. I have several card games that I'd like to cooperate with you on, but I was afraid that if I told the truth, the guard wouldn't let me in, so I lied. Uncle Steward, please don't be angry."

When the manager heard that it was a business matter, he immediately became serious and did not look down on Lin Xiaoman because of her small stature. These days, there are many people who pretend to be weak but are actually strong.

"Since we're doing business, there are rules. Come inside with me first and show me your methods before I can consider whether or not to cooperate with you."

"Yes, Uncle Steward."

Tang Yue followed the steward into the house, took out the playing cards she had put in her pocket earlier, and explained to the steward, "Uncle Steward, these cards are called playing cards; it's a kind of card game."

"A standard deck of playing cards has fifty-four cards, including fifty-two regular cards and two side cards. The fifty-two regular cards are divided into four suits: spades, hearts, clubs, and diamonds. Each suit has thirteen cards, namely A to 10, as well as J, Q, and K. The two side cards are the Big Joker and the Little Joker. I have nine ways to play this card game. I can demonstrate one to you first. After I finish demonstrating, you can decide whether you want to cooperate with me, okay?"

“Sure, sure,” the manager had actually been interested in cooperating when Tang Yue explained the card game, but being able to find a way to play that he liked was a bargaining chip to persuade his boss to cooperate.

Tang Yue demonstrated how to play Texas Hold'em to the manager, but before she finished, she felt like the manager's eyes were glued to her.

After giving the demonstration with a forced smile, she said, "Uncle Manager, how did you feel? If it's not good, I'll go to another one."

"Alright, alright, please wait here for a moment, I'll go and fetch the boss," the manager excitedly ran out to find the boss, fearing that the card game had been bought by the opposing team.

The owner of Chang Le Casino was looking at the accounts in a private room when he saw the manager rushing in. He thought something serious had happened.

The manager shouted as he entered, "Boss, someone wants to talk business with us. I think it has good prospects. Come with me and take a look."

The big boss raised an eyebrow and asked, "What kind of business? Tell me about it first."

"It's a card game. The seller explained a way to play it to me, and I think it would be great to apply it to our casino."

The owner of Chang Le Casino was intrigued and put down his ledger. "Tell me more about it."

The manager recounted everything Tang Yue had told him to the owner of the Chang Le Casino. The owner's interest grew stronger, and when the manager finished speaking, he disregarded his bossly demeanor, stood up, and ordered the manager to lead the way.

The manager led the gambling den owner to find Tang Yue, but when they entered, the place was empty except for the cold wind.

"Where is he?" The casino owner roared as he turned to his manager.

The manager scratched his head and said unwillingly, "I was just here, and I said it had great potential for making money. You insisted that I say it again. Look, people got impatient and left."

The big boss looked at the manager who was yelling back at him: ...Who is the boss here?

"Then now..."

"Are you looking for me?"

Before the big boss could finish speaking, Tang Yue's voice interrupted him.

"How did you get in here, kid? Do you think you can just walk into a gambling den? Get out of here!" The gambling den owner was very displeased at being interrupted.

When the manager saw Tang Yue return, his face was full of wrinkles that seemed to reflect his future prospects. "Boss, what are you shouting for? She's a business partner. She came in pretending to be your daughter. Be polite."

Tang Yue: ...This...there's no need to say it out loud.

The casino owner looked at the manager in shock and asked, "Tell me, is she a business partner, or did she impersonate my daughter to get in?"

"Hey boss, don't look like you've died. How could you have given birth to such a capable daughter? Sit down and let's talk business." He felt like he was losing out as an old man to be your daughter.

The casino owner was furious. How could he possibly keep this rebellious subordinate?