Junket Operator: I've Seen a Hundred Ways of Losing Everything

My name is Zhou Yuanbin, and I am a Junket operator. In Macau, the word Junket Operator sounds like a business, but it is actually a parasite of the casino - we solicit customers for the casino, and the casino pumps money for us. The more our customers lose, the harder we make. In twelve years in this business, I've seen a hundred ways to lose money. Someone jumped from the roof of the Lisboa after losing all his money, and when he landed, he still had a ferry ticket back to the mainland in his pocket. Someone put his wife and children on the gambling table, and after losing, he knelt down and begged me to give him another chance. Some people were so anxious that they bit off their little fingers in public and drew blood on the table. The worst kind is not the one who loses everything. It's someone who has won. This sentence was taught to me by Brother Quan. Brother Quan was the one who led me into the industry. He had been working in casinos for twenty-six years. His right index finger and middle finger were cut off by someone. After they were reattached, they couldn't straighten them out. They always made a twisted "eight" figure. He uses his left hand to hold cigarettes and hand out chips with his left hand. He only shows the two severed fingers when counting money. "In our business, remember one thing - don't treat your customers as human beings." The first time he told me this, I didn't understand it. Later I understood. When I understood, I couldn't get out. This book is about the people I have met in the past twelve years - some are dead, some are crazy, and some, like me, are still struggling in this quagmire, not knowing where to go. I don't advise people to stop gambling. Even I don't believe it when I say this. I just want to say: If you must go to the gambling table once in your life, then read this book. Look at these people, look at these things. Have a look