I recently found some interesting strategies in a strange but interesting book entitled "A Guerrilla Guide to Doing Business in China."
Chapter four has some very unusual advice on finding work in China, and as you can see from the contents listing some of the suggestions tour guiding, playing poker professionally and working as a western priest. Very different to most books on the subject but fascinating all the same. Even the advice about teaching is very original.
4. Paying Your Way
Teaching
Musicianship
Clerical Duties
Poker
Acting
Tour Guiding
Specialist Sports Instruction
Here is the poker excerpt.
Poker
In the summer of 2013, while I was exploring the Himalayan foothills, I met a fascinating Spaniard who was on vacation from Shanghai, where he had been making a living playing poker. Somehow we got talking about gambling, and when I told him that I had been on counting team, playing blackjack in the London clubs as a youngster, he really started to open up about his own activities. Because of his strong Spanish accent, his English was at times almost incomprehensible, but his Mandarin was as good as mine, maybe even slightly better. Locals must have found the thick Latin lilt even more difficult than I did, but we managed to make friends using a strange combination of English and Chinese.
Gambling is illegal in China but massively widespread among the nouveau riche, and it was easy to for him and his friends to find underground games. He said that he played along side two other Europeans, fleecing incredibly ignorant but enormously wealthy businessmen and small time officials. The strategy of his friends was to be as insulting as possible, causing the Chinese players to completely lose their cool and play like hysterical teenage girls, even more poorly than usual, if that were possible. My own background in gaming came from a very different perspective, Our play was based on purely technical elements and took place in swanky, elegant clubs. In fact, we had always avoided the low end casinos where Chinese players would bang on the table, screaming “Pitchar! Pitchar!” Even so, the thought of abusing fellow players just to wind them up made me very uncomfortable.
Then there was the illegality issue. My new found friend told me that they had been caught in raids a couple of times. On the first occasion, he had been petrified that they would all be deported, once they were carted away to the cells. Or perhaps even worse. Tales of people simply disappearing from Chinese black jails are not uncommon. As it turned out, it was simply a question of paying the right amount in bribes and making the right connections. One of the policemen involved even helped this guy out in hiring a driver/bodyguard. One of the other members of the 'team' was attacked on a couple of occasions, possibly by someone that they had taken a great deal of money from in a previous game, but obviously they could never prove anything.
When we met in Yunnan, Juan was taking an extended vacation before heading down to Macau for the October National Holiday. He told me that there are now lots of regular poker tournaments, but that during Golden Week, the enclave would be filled to the brim with gormless Mainland tourists, ripe for the taking. On the way, he was planning a stop off in Dongguan, where a friend of his was General Manager at a big five star hotel. The GM had promised to set up up with lots of local contacts and introduce him to lots of games. The implication was that there was also some significant bankrolling involved. Dongguan is a nasty Dickensian place, stacked to the gills with seedy saunas, supermarket brothels and arrogant Wenzhou factory bosses. I had previously met a couple of these types on my travels, one of whom budgeted a thousand US dollars a night just for his drinking expenses.
I am not a poker player myself, but I would consider myself an old China hand, and his accounts came across as 100% believable. He talked extensively about how poker was a relatively new phenomenon in China, and how all the players were absolutely terrible. In mutilated pidgin Mandarin he made it quite clear that emptying the wallets of all these 'ker-ching' millionaires, who thought themselves to be Harvard level business strategists, just because they owned a couple of sweatshops, was like shooting fish in a barrel. At the time, I was really tempted to get a new tux and join him for the trip south, as the whole thing sounded so deliciously James Bond. There again, this was around the time that the murder of Neil Heywood was all over the news, and so I eventually chickened out, something that even now, I partially regret. Even so, this was one of the only a small handful occasions in nearly twenty years, that I had met an expat with a more interesting job and lifestyle than my own, and I have to admit that I was more than a little envious.
source : - quora.com/What-is-it-like-to-earn-a-living-through-poker-in-China