I'm A Baller

Chapter 116: Seeing all the Chang’an Flowers In One Day

A disc-shaped object was lying upright in the shopping mall, emitting a soft and extravagant golden light.

Looking at the glittering object, and Wang Yan could smell the scent of wealth.

Taking a closer look, he found it was actually a roulette table!

Hey, what a fresh item!

[ lucky roulette table (beginner)]

[ usage: 1]

[ price: 1 million yuan ]

[ description: there will always be people who think they are so lucky, but in fact, they are full of misfortune. Stop bragging and spend money to verify it! ]

What the heck!

This damned item was quite provocative, huh?

Wang Yan rolled up his sleeves and wanted to give it a try right away.

However, after studying the details, he wilted.

There were a total of 10 slots in the roulette. They were divided equally, and each slot occupied 10% of the table.

There were a total of four colors. They were white, green, blue, and gold.

White had three slots. There were no prizes inside, but there were four words written on it. It was not a polite “Thank you for your patronage”, but a bone-piercing ridicule — Get lost!

Obviously, there was a 30% chance of losing everything.

A level higher were four green slots.

The four prizes were all different. Wang Yan checked their prices. The cheapest one was sold at 200,000 yuan in the mall, and the most expensive one was sold at 800,000 yuan.

This meant that there was a 40% chance of a losing 200,000-800,000 yuan.

There were only two blue prizes, and the prices were 1.5 million and 2 million yuan respectively.

The last one was the golden reward, and the price was… 5 million yuan!

Wang Yan used his elementary math knowledge to calculate the odds. There was a 40% chance of a small loss, a 30% chance of losing everything he bet, a 20% chance of a small profit, and a 10% chance of a big profit.

“Stinky Hooligan!”

Brother Fugui was furious. He was extremely dissatisfied with the black-hearted system.

If the chance of winning was 50%, at least it could be considered a fair game. If he lost, he would just hit the wall and admit his bad luck.

But what the hell was this?

70% chance of losing!

Only a fool would play with you!

After Wang Yan finished his angry muttering, he glanced at his cashbox in the panel. After withdrawing the 100,000 yuan that he had paid for Chen Xiang, there was still 1,620,000 yuan at his disposal. Then, he gritted his teeth.

“Pay up!”

Remaining salary: 620,000.

System Experience: 719/2,500.

Items held: Destiny’s Child, Super Awesome Card, Double-taste food card, After Drinking Truth Card, Lucky Roulette Turntable (elementary)

F*ck? !

Didn’t he say that he wouldn’t gamble?

Boss Wang, why are you so reckless? !

Wang Yan wasn’t reckless at all.

The result of the math calculation in elementary school was total loss. But I’m not an elementary school students.

I have intelligence score of 79, the best of the best!

And I just learned the basics of statistics, which can be put into use now.

In probability theory and statistics, there is a specific concept called “Mathematical expectation value”.

Let’s not talk about the boring definition but look at take a simple example of use — all the casinos use this concept to design their gambling games.

For example, Las Vegas Roulette, which is similar to the lucky roulette wheel, has 38 grids, 38 numbers, and you can bet a single number for $1, and you get $35 if you’re lucky.

If you calculate the mathematical expectation, you’ll get -0.0526.

That means, on average, for every $1 bet, the gambler loses 5.26 cents to the casino.

This is a fixed chance. As long as the quantity is large enough (enough gamblers) , then it is a sure win.

So the casinos don’t have to cheat at all; they can make a lot of money by attracting a large number of customers.

After Wang Yan complained about the black-heartedness of the system, he instantly calculated the mathematical expectation of the lucky roulette.

(400 × 10%) + (100 × 10%) + (50 × 10%)-(80 × 10%)-(60 × 10%)-(40 × 10%)-(20 × 10%)-(100 × 30%) = 50,000

The mathematical expectation is positive.

This means that as long as you play enough times, on average, every time you play, you can earn 50,000 yuan.

He’d be a moron if he refused to play!

And he’d play to the end of time!

Stupid system, if you dare, just come out and give me a such a wheel every week from now on!

System: O (⊙⊙⊙) O.

If the system was intelligent, it would definitely curse.

Every day, I give you so much money to go out and have fun, but instead of being a good playboy, you’ve only learn this stuff!

Using mathematical knowledge to cheat the system–what kind of tycoon are you? !

(╯□′)╯

…

However, the system did not have intelligence, so the room was quiet except for Wang Yan’s excited breathing.

“Let’s start the drawing game!”

The wheel spun and spun. The needle passed by white, blue, green, gold…

In the end, by a hair’s breadth, it passed by another white area and finally stopped at the green area.

F*ck!

He lost!

However, Wang Yan only cursed but did not feel any remorse.

It was impossible to earn money every time he bet. However, as long as the system did not change the design, and the mathematical expectation remained positive, Wang Yan would dare to play with it until the end of time.

This was the confidence of a guy who understood mathematics!

Casually taking out the final prize, Wang Yan looked at it and was delighted.

Eh? !

It did not seem like he had lost anything!

The prize was a skill book.

[ calligraphy (master level regular script)]

[ raise your calligraphy level to master level. You are only one step away from becoming a grandmaster ]

[ price: 400,000]

[ note: only in regular script. Fame, cursive, Li, seal and other writing styles need to be learned on your own. ]

Master level of regular script, was it useful?

It wasn’t very useful.

In modern society, there were fewer and fewer occasions to write, especially for a tycoon like Wang Yan. There weren’t many opportunities to write anything by hand.

But he asked himself another question: Was it worth it?

It was f*cking worth it!

How could it not be worth it to spend one million to acquire a master level skill?

As a tycoon, he could never be short of money.

Therefore, anything that could improve himself, as long as it could be acquired with money, was worth it.

Wang Yan happily used the skill book. In an instant, a great amount of knowledge gushed into his mind.

There were a pen and paper on the office desk. Wang Yan sat down excitedly. He pondered for a moment and wrote down four names.

Wang Dayuan, Wang Xiufang, Wang Yan, Liu Li.

They were firm, sharp, upright and dignified.

Wang Yan was overjoyed. He thought for a moment and added the fifth name.

He Meng.

The style was slightly different from the textbook style but more tasteful.

Because it was a style of his own.

With an intelligence score of 79, his comprehension ability was very strong.

Actually, handwriting had always been Wang Yan’s weakness. Although it wasn’t as bad as that of a primary school student, it was definitely not good.

However, as a young man with normal aesthetic standards, Wang Yan knew very well what a good handwriting looked like and liked to appreciate it when he saw one.

The reason why Wang Yan had a crush on He Meng was actually not only because she was beautiful. In the first year of high school, He Meng did an issue of wall-newspaper in which her graceful and elegant calligraphy had amazed all the boys in the class.

Later on, He Meng’s academic results gradually fell and her arrogance got more and more obvious. However, her beautiful calligraphy was still engraved in Wang Yan’s memory.

It wasn’t an exaggeration.

When a beautiful girl possessed some kind of elegant skills, she’d have a lethal attraction for boys.

The current Wang Yan didn’t feel anything for He Meng.

However, after suddenly obtaining the master level calligraphy skill, he couldn’t help but think of her and the little crush he had had for her.

In a month’s time, his looks, his height, and his figure had gained a great leap. Even his calligraphy had surpassed He Meng’s. It felt like a dream…

What a pleasant dream!

Wang Yan got up and put the first calligraphy work of his life into the shredder. He stretched his body happily.

It was better to be awake than in a dream!

Wait…

He found two lines of poem that could better express his current feeling:

I’d like to sing and drink while enjoying all the flowers of Chang’an!

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