After hearing this, David Rogers couldn't help but raise his hand and smack Wolz on the head again. Then he burst out laughing and said:
"Hahaha, you're pretty sharp, aren't you? Not bad, you're almost as smart as me. By the way, what about those three? When are we making our move? Goddammit, they have the nerve to win my money. They must have a death wish!"
When Wolz saw his boss laugh, he finally relaxed. He had been genuinely terrified that his boss would throw him off the cruise ship to feed the sharks.
"Boss, I was planning to wait until they leave the casino and find a chance to strike! Damn it, don't these three idiots know that too much money can burn a hole in your pocket?"
SLAP.
Another slap landed on Wolz's head. David Rogers, exasperated by his subordinate's incompetence, said:
