Li Wei quietly looked at Veach, a faint smile flickering in his eyes. "Surprise me."
Veach immediately sensed Li Wei's alertness, but he didn't panic. "Oh, relax. Just say a number, any number. Trust me, I won't be scared."
For most players, this would be the moment to begin hinting at their thoughts.
Even if the number was absurd, something like "an annual salary of one hundred million US Dollars," it wouldn't matter. That would present a crack or an opening for Veach to immediately follow through and take control of the situation.
But Li Wei was different.
Veach could read the faint teasing in the smile in Li Wei's eyes:
I refuse to play by your rules.
Li Wei: "Mr. Veach, we both know what this is all about."
Veach: "No, I don't. Why don't you remind me?"
Li Wei: "No matter what number I say, you'll try to push it down; no matter what number you say, I'll push it up. No one will be happy."
Veach: "Are you sure? Even if I propose the perfect number?"
