Wen Xishu could tell that Charles was very pleased.
At the same time, Wen Xishu also caught onto some critical information.
The big shots favored him, believing he was a genuine zombie. Evidently, the big shots weren't foolish; they knew many zombies were impersonated by humans.
Wen Xishu said:
"My dear boss, you truly understand me. I do indeed like women and food. However, I have a proposal. Everyone believes I am a zombie, so why not dress up an actual zombie to look like me in the next round?"
Charles was stunned at first, then delighted:
"You mean..."
Wen Xishu said:
"A make-up artist can create millions of zombie looks for me. I don't want to limit myself to portraying just one zombie. Surely you don't think that's the extent of my capabilities, do you?"
"The audience can't tell whether the zombie I portray is real or fake."
"So why should I be confined to one identity? I can be any zombie, as long as our casino needs it, we can deceive everyone!"
