Chapter 29 The fourth big professor-8

There was a period.Every summer vacation, I try to drive across the United States and drive to the Pacific coast, but for various reasons, I always get stuck somewhere—usually Las Vegas, which is known as the city of casinos. I especially remember, when I first got to Las Vegas, I loved that place.Back then, as now, Las Vegas was made of gamblers, and the hotel's only problem was getting people to gamble.Therefore, the performance and food charges there are very cheap, almost free.You don't have to book a room or a table, you just walk in, find an empty table, sit down and enjoy the show.For someone who doesn't like to gamble, it's really wonderful, because I have all the benefits: the rent is cheap, the food is almost free, the shows are of course good; I also like the girls there.

One day I was lying by the hotel pool, and a guy came up to me and talked to me.Forget why, but he thought I was a wage earner, and he thought, that would be silly. "Look at how laid back I am," he said. "I hang out by the pool and enjoy life." "How can you live without working?" "It's very simple. I bet on the horses." "I don't know horse racing, but I can't figure out how you can make a living betting on horses?" I said, full of suspicion. "Of course," he said, "that's how I live! Well, I'll show you how to play. Let's go together, and I guarantee you a hundred dollars."

"How do you guarantee it?" "I bet $100 that you will win," he said, "so if you win, you have nothing to lose; if you lose, I'll give you $100!" I was like, "Yeah! If I win $100, I'll lose him $100, I've lost nothing, just use it as an exercise—proves that what he's saying works. If he If I lose, I win 100 yuan. This is wonderful! " He took me to a betting shop that listed the names of horses and racetracks around the country.He introduced me to people who said, "He's amazing! I won $100!" Gradually, I realized that I had to pool some money to bet, and I became a little nervous. "How much do I want to bet?" I asked.

"Oh, three or four hundred dollars." I don't have that much money on me.Also, it made me worry: What if I lose it all? He said, "Listen to me, I will teach you to bet, and I will only charge you $50 as an advisor fee, and only when you win. If it doesn't work, I will give you $100." I figured, "Whoa! Then I've got a win - either 50 or 100!" How could he do that? Then realized that if the odds are even, your odds of winning $100 to losing $400 are 4 to 1. So out of every 5 people trying, 4 times they will win $100 and he gets $200 Consultant fee (while pointing out how good he is); the 5th time he had to pay 100; so on average he got back 200 for every 100 he paid! I finally understand why he can do that.

Our bargaining process lasted for several days, and he invented some new ways, which seemed to be very cost-effective at first, but after I thought about it for a while, I understood the ingenuity.Finally, he said dejectedly: "Okay, how about it, you give me $50 consulting fees, and if you lose, I will pay you back all the money." In this way, it will be difficult for me to lose!So I said, "Okay, let's call it a day." "Great," he said, "but unfortunately I'm going to San Francisco this weekend, so you can send me the results. If you lose your $400, I'll send you the money too."

His first set of plans made money on honest math.But now he's going out of town, and this time, the only way he'll make any money is by not sending it -- being a total liar. I never took his advice, therefore; but it was quite entertaining to see how he played these games. Another joy in Las Vegas is meeting showgirls.They were in the bar between shows, which I guess was ordered by the hotel to attract more punters.That's how I met and talked to several showgirls and found them all to be wonderful people. Those who say "show girl?" already have a bias in their minds!But in any group, if you look closely, there are all kinds of people.

For example, there is a daughter there who is the dean of a certain university on the east coast. She is very talented in dancing and likes to dance. When the summer vacation comes, it is hard to find a dancing job, so she comes to Las Vegas and becomes a member of the dance troupe. .Most of the showgirls are nice, friendly, and they're all beautiful, and I like pretty girls. In fact, the showgirls are the real reason I love Las Vegas so much! At first I was a little timid: they were all so beautiful and famous, and I would stutter a little when I talked to them.It was difficult at the beginning, but it got better gradually, and finally I became more and more confident, and I was not afraid of anyone anymore.

I often have inexplicable adventures.It's a bit like fishing, when you put the line out and wait patiently, there will always be fish.When I tell people about the adventures I've had, they're like, "Oh, come on—let's go and see!" So we walk over to some bar to see what happens, but They lose patience after 20 minutes, and in fact, it takes you an average of two days before you encounter something.I spent a lot of time chatting with showgirls, and then one girl would introduce me to another, and it wasn't long before something funny happened. I remember a girl who liked to drink Gibsons.She danced at the Flamingo Hotel, and I got to know her pretty well after that.Whenever I'm in Las Vegas, I order a Gibson first and put it on her table so she knows I'm coming.

I ran to sit next to her one time, and she said, "I'm sitting with another guy tonight, and he's a big guy from Texas." At that time, everyone gathered around to watch him play.) When he returned to our table, my showgirl friend introduced me to him. The first thing he said to me was, "You know what? I lost $60,000 here last night." I know how to react.I turned to him, looking disinterested, and said, "Does that mean you're smart? Or stupid?" We were having breakfast in the restaurant and he said, "Hey, let me check for you, they won't charge me because I'm betting too much here."

"I have enough money to not have someone else pay for my breakfast, thanks!" Every time he was showing off, trying to get my attention, I frustrated him.He's tried everything, how rich he is, how many oil fields he owns in Texas, but nothing works; because I know this stuff very well!We ended up having a lot of fun together. We were sitting at a bar once and he said to me, "See those girls over there? They're whores from Los Angeles." They look very elegant and have a certain style. He said: "I will introduce you to them, whichever you choose, I will pay."

I didn't want to know them very much, and I knew that he said that on purpose, the purpose was just to show off, so I refused him.But then I thought, "This is interesting! This guy was so desperate for my attention that he even offered to 'buy' this for me. If one day I tell someone this story..." So he said, "Okay, introduce me. " We walked over, he introduced me to them, and we chatted for a while.The waitress came over and asked what we wanted to drink, I just asked for a glass of water, and the girl next to me asked, "Can I have champagne?" "You can order anything you want," I said, coldly, "because you pay for it." "What's the matter with you?" she said. "Scrooge or something?" "That's right." "It's so ungentlemanly!" she complained. "You saw it right away!" I said.Years ago in New Mexico, I learned not to be a gentleman. Soon, they asked me to drink in turn (almost forgot to mention that the rich man from Texas never came back)! After a while, one of the girls said, "Let's go to the Aihuancao Hotel, maybe it's more lively there." We got into their car.The car is beautiful and they are nice people.On the way they asked my name. "Dick Feynman." "Where are you from? Dick, where are you?" "I'm from Pasadena and work at Caltech." One girl said, "Oh, is there some scientist like Linus Pauling there?" I've been to Las Vegas many times, but I've never met anyone who understands science.I've talked to all kinds of business people, and to them scientists are not human at all. "Yes!" I replied, terribly surprised. "And there's Joran or something—a physicist." I couldn't believe it.I'm with a bunch of whores and they know a lot! "Yes! His name is Murray Gell-Mann! How do you know that?" "Your photo appeared in Time Magazine." Yes, in one issue they put photos of 10 scientists in the United States. I was one of them, and Pauling and Gelman were there. "How do you remember our names?" I asked. "Well, let's look at the photos one by one to see who is the youngest and most handsome!" (Gehrman is younger than me.) At the Aihuan Trough Hotel, they continued to play this game that other people used to play with them Games: "Would you like to gamble?" they asked.I gambled a few times with their money, and everyone had a good time. After a while they said: "Hey, we saw a 'live', we are leaving you." Go back to work. Another time, I was sitting at a bar and noticed two girls with an older guy.When he left, they came to me: the prettier and lively one sat next to me, and her stiffer friend Pamela sat opposite me. Everything is going smooth.She was very friendly and came over after a while, and I put my arms around her.Then two men came in and sat at a nearby table.But before the waitress came to serve them, they left. "See those two people?" my new friend said. "See." "They are my husband's friends." "Oh? What's going on?" "Oh, I just got married to John so-and-so"--it was a famous guy--"and we had a fight. We came on our honeymoon, but John was playing all the money and didn't notice me at all; Come out to play, but he keeps sending people to see what I'm doing." She asked me to take her back to their hotel and we got into my car.Halfway through I asked her, "What about John?" She said: "Don't worry. Just keep an eye out for a big red car with two antennae. If you can't see the car, he's not around." The next night I took my "Gibson Girl" and a friend of hers to the Silver Shoes for a midnight show.Girls who have performed elsewhere love to come here, and the hosts announce their names loudly when they walk in.So I went in with these two lovely dancers on my arm, and the host said, "Now here are Miss So-and-so and Miss So-and-so from Flamingo!" Everyone turned their heads to see who was coming.I feel awesome, awesome! We were sitting at the bar when there was a commotion—waiters cleared tables, security came in armed with guns.Everyone make way to welcome this big celebrity - John the Big Head - here! He walked right in and sat at the table next to me while they had two of them asking to dance with the girl I brought.When they went to the dance, I sat there by myself, and John came and sat with me. "Okay?" He said, "What are you doing in Las Vegas?" I'm almost sure he's found out I'm too big for him. "Walk around..." (I'm going to be a tough guy too, right?) "How long have you been here?" "Four or five days. "I know you," he said, "I met you in Florida, didn't I?" "I have no idea……" He said a few more places, and I couldn't figure out what he wanted. "I see," he said, "it must be Amorocco." (Amorocco is a big nightclub in New York where a lot of the big money goes, like theoretical physicists and all, right?)" It must be there," I said, wondering when on earth he'd gotten to the point.Finally he leaned over and said, "Hey, when they come back from dancing, can you introduce me?" I see!He doesn't know me at all!I introduced him, but my two friends said they were tired and wanted to go home. The next afternoon, I saw John Datou at Flamingo. He was standing in front of the bar chatting with the bartender about photography and cameras.I think he's an amateur - with a bunch of strobes and cameras, but he's talking layman nonsense.But I later found out that he wasn't exactly an amateur photographer, but just a rich guy who bought some cameras. At this point, I figured he had no idea I'd been hanging out with his wife, and he was only talking to me about the girls I was taking, so I wanted to play another game.I created a role for myself: Big John's sidekick. "Hey John," I said, "let's take some pictures and I'll get you the flash." I put the flash in my pocket and we took pictures.I handed him the flash and suggested what to do, which made him very happy.We went to "The Last Frontier" to gamble, and he won a lot.Of course the hotel and casino don't want a rich man like him to leave, but I can see that he wants to leave, the question is how to retreat honorably. "John, we're leaving," I said in a very serious voice. "But I'm winning." "Yes, but we have an appointment with them this afternoon." "Okay, go get the car." "Yes, boss!" He gave me the keys and told me what the car looked like (I didn't let him know, I already knew that). Walking to the parking lot, if not, there is this fat and big car with two antennas parked there.I climbed in the car, turned the key - but it wouldn't start. It was a car with automatic transmission; it was a new car and I didn't know how to operate it.After a while, I inadvertently turned the button to "Park" and the car started.I carefully drove the car to the hotel gate, got out and walked inside, he was still gambling.I said, "The car is ready, boss!" "I don't have time to play," he announced, and off we went. He wants me to drive for him. "I want to go to the Aihuan Groove," he said. "Do you know any girls there?" I did know a girl there very well, so I said "yes".By this time I was confident enough to believe that the reason he was playing this game with me was simply to get to know more girls, so I brought up the most sensitive topic: "The other night I met your wife..." "My wife? My wife is not in Las Vegas." I told him about the girls I met in bars. "Oh! I know who you're talking about. I met her and her friends in Los Angeles and brought them to Las Vegas. The first thing they did was talk to a friend in Texas on my phone. Hours. I got so pissed off that I kicked them out! She went around telling people she was my wife, huh?" Finally the truth came out! When I arrived at Ai Huancao, the next performance would not start until another 15 minutes, and it was packed with people, but there was no seat.John went up to the head waiter and said, "I want a table." "Yes, boss! It will be ready in a few minutes." John tipped him and went off to gamble; I went backstage, and the girls were getting ready to go onstage, and I asked them to get my friend out.She ran out and I explained that John Bighead was coming with me and he wanted to get some company with him after the show. "No problem, Dick," she said. "I'll bring some friends. See you later." I went back to John and he was still betting. "You go in first," he said, "I'll come later." They put two empty tables next to the front stage, and every other table was packed.I just sit down.When John came in after the show started, the girls had already come out and saw me occupying a table.Before they thought I was just a little professor, now they think I am a big rich man. John finally came in, and soon other people came and sat at the table next to ours - John's "wife", her friend Pamela, and two men! I leaned over to John and said, "She's at the next table." "Yes." Seeing me running the office next to John, she stuck her head over and asked, "Can I talk to John?" I didn't say a word, and John was silent. I waited, then leaned over to John and said, "She wants to talk to you." He waited. "Okay," he said. I waited a little longer, then I reached out to her and said, "John can talk to you." She sat on our side and started working on Little John, staying next to him.I can see things are turning around. I like a good joke, so whenever they start to make up, I remind John something: "John, that phone call..." "By the way!" he said, "what the hell, was on the phone for an hour!" She said it was Pamela. Seemingly more progress was being made, so I pointed out that she had brought Pamela. "That's right!" he said (it's a very fun game, and I've been playing it for a long time). After the performance, the showgirls from Ai Huancao came to sit with us and chat until they went in to prepare for the next performance.Then John said, "There's a nice little pub not far from here. Let's go there." I drove him there.After entering the bar he said, "See that woman over there? She's a good lawyer. Come on, let me introduce you." After he introduced us, he said he wanted to wash his hands and asked, and then he never came back.I think he wants to get back to his old love with his "wife" and feels that I am obstructing him. I said, "Hi!" and ordered a drink (still playing that careless and ungentlemanly game). "You know," she told me, "I'm one of the better lawyers in Las Vegas." "No, you're not," I replied grimly. "Maybe you were a lawyer by day, but what are you now? You're just a guy hanging out in a small Las Vegas bar." She liked me a lot and we went to find a place to dance.She danced very well, and I love dancing, and we had a great time. I was jumping hard when my back hurt, it happened suddenly and it hurt.Looking back now, I hadn’t slept for three consecutive days and three nights, dealing with all these crazy people and things, and I was finally exhausted. She said she would take me to her house.And as soon as I lay on her bed, I fell asleep. Waking up next morning, the bed was so pretty, and the sun was shining; but she was gone, and there was only one maid. "Sir," she said, "are you awake? I'm ready to make breakfast." "Uh……" "Let me bring it in, what do you want to eat?" He read the menu to me.I ordered breakfast and ate it in bed - in the bed of a woman I didn't know!I have absolutely no idea who she is or what her origins are! I asked the maid a few more questions, but she didn't know anything about the mysterious girl; she had just started her first day of work, and she thought I was the master of the house, and it was strange that I would ask her questions.Finally I got dressed and left, never to meet this mysterious woman again. The first time I came to Las Vegas, I sat down and calculated all the probabilities, and found that the probability of rolling dice was 0.493 or something.If I bet a dollar, I actually only spend 1.40 cents.So I said to myself: "Why don't you want to gamble so much? It won't cost much!" I started betting - all of a sudden I was losing five dollars in a row - just one, two, three, four, five.In theory, I should have only lost 7 cents, but I have already lost 5 yuan!I haven't gambled money since then (that is, if I have to use my own money).I was so lucky that I lost money in the first place. Another time, I was having lunch with a showgirl.It was a quiet afternoon, without the usual noise, and she said, "Look at that man over there, the one walking on the grass? He's 'Greek', a professional gambler." I knew very well the chances of winning money in the casino, so I said, "How can he make a living by gambling?" "I called him over." Alec came over and she introduced us. "Marilyn said you were a professional gambler." "That's right." "I'd love to know how you can possibly make a living from gambling when odds like dice are 0.493." "You're right," he said. "Let me explain to you. I don't play dice or anything. I only play what goes in my favor." "Drink! When have they ever worked in your favor?" I asked incredulously. "It's actually quite easy," he said. "I'd hang out at the gaming tables, and if someone said, '9 o'clock! It must be 9 o'clock!' the person would be so excited, he'd figured it was 9 o'clock, and he'd bet on it. I'd figured out all the odds, so I said: 'I bet you $4 against your $3, it's not 9!' In the long run I will win. I don't bet directly on the dice, but I bet with other gamblers - they all have biases , superstitious about some lucky numbers.” Lick continued: "Now that I'm famous, it's easier because a lot of people will come to bet on me. Even if they know the chances are not great, but just so that if they really win Greek Lick, they can tell around Others. I do gamble for a living, and it's a great life!" Grecian is indeed a very learned character, and he is very nice.I thank him for teaching me so much and now I understand it all.do you know?I always like to find out what the hell is going on in the world!