Violators Club

Chapter 277 Knock on the Door
Chapter 275 Knocking

It was raining heavily, and it seemed that a lot of moisture had accumulated in the air recently.

A large black cloud is a large sponge, and the thunder flashing in the sky is like a big hand. Under the rough rubbing, a large amount of rainwater is squeezed out.

When Chen Changqing came back, it was already past seven in the evening.

A stewed goose weighs more than six catties, and after removing the bones, there are still four or five catties of meat.

Because it is really idle and boring, one bite for you, one bite for me, two roast geese weighing more than six catties left a pair of skeletons.

At the beginning, Yujiro expressed irritably that he didn't want to eat it, but later he ate it more deliciously than anyone else.

Think about it too, the daily diet of Neon people is light.

At the beginning, it was comfortable to eat, and every meal was very delicate, but it became boring after eating too much, because the taste was too bland.

This may also be the reason why the obesity rate of Neon people has been unable to rise.

Their three meals a day are really short of oil and water.

After a brief greeting, the two went back to their rooms.

However, on the way, Chen Changqing met a translator named Liu Sheng Shizhai, and the other party gave him the feeling that something was wrong, and Chen Changqing couldn't explain why.

Originally, I wanted to chat for a while, but the other party turned around and left.

…………

In the luxurious double room, Xu Si held a cup of milk tea in his hand.

Looking excitedly at the [-]th edition of The Legend of Condor Heroes, Principal Gu in this period is really handsome, although he has watched it many times, but every time he sees Principal Gu appearing with an epee, he can't help it excited.

There is also Xiaolongnv, who is really full of fairy spirit and bubblingly beautiful.

In fact, at the beginning, people like Xu Si didn't like to look at divine sculptures the least, because Huang Rong was their goddess, so they didn't like divine sculptures by nature.

But then...

No way, Xiaolongnv is really fragrant!
"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, Xu Si looked at the TV reluctantly, but still shouted:
"Wait a minute, just open the door."

A kite turned over and got up from the bed, taking three steps at a time. Xu Si quickly ran over, but when he opened the door, he couldn't help but froze:
"Brother, are you back?"

Xu Si was younger than Chen Changqing, and his father and Master Chen Changqing were friends, so calling Chen Changqing big brother on weekdays felt a little strange at first, but he got used to it.

Looking behind Xu Si, seeing that he was the only one in the room, Chen Changqing asked casually:

"Master Xuankong isn't here?"

Xu Si was stunned for a moment, and said inexplicably, "Brother looking for Master Xuankong? He's gone out, and I'll let him look for you when he comes back."

Shaking his head, Chen Changqing took out his wallet from his pocket. 90s is not as convenient as mobile payment. People who travel usually carry a wallet with a lot of money in it, estimated to be [-] to [-].

He took out a thick wad of money, almost 5000 yuan, and handed it over:

"No, this is for you."

Four to five thousand in [-] was not a small sum. Chen Changqing remembered that the price of a building in a third-tier city was only ten to twenty thousand at that time, and this wad of money could sell almost a quarter of a house.

Xu Si was obviously stunned, but what he looked at was not the white silver.

Instead, after a short thought, his expression became a little more alert:

"Although I don't know why I gave it to me, but brother, I can't take it."

Chen Changqing rolled his eyes, and smashed Xu Si's head with the money: "What are you thinking, the exchange meeting will start tomorrow, you take this money, and buy drinks for everyone when it's hot."

Scratching his head, Xu Sihan, who knew that he misunderstood Chen Changqing's meaning, laughed:
"Oh, then I accept it?"

Glancing at Xu Si, Chen Changqing directly stuffed the money into the other party's hand: "You can take it if you tell me, what are you talking about? By the way, your father didn't say anything to you when he returned by plane?"

Xu Si: "Huh?"

Observing Xu Si's expression quietly, Chen Changqing said in a surprised tone:

"Reimbursement, you don't even have this?"

Although the leader attaches great importance to it, it is not a regular event after all. Even the hotel they are staying in is a private event fund. Xu Si opened his mouth in embarrassment, wanting to explain:

"Then what, big brother..."

However, Chen Changqing didn't ask the other party to explain, and waved his hand casually:

"Okay, that's it, I'm going back to sleep."

After saying this, Chen Changqing directly closed the door of Xu Si's room.

As the door closed, he looked at the wad of money in his hand.

Xu Si couldn't help thinking a little more between his brows. Although he didn't know what the problem was, he could be sure that Chen Changqing didn't come to him because it was hot to buy drinks.

And thinking of the Nihong people who left with Chen Changqing at noon today,

An idea couldn't help appearing in his mind—could there be a problem with this communication?
…………

"Boom!"

Not long after the rain stopped, before the sky cleared, there was a deafening thunder.

The dark clouds that had finally dissipated gathered together again.

In the luxurious suite downstairs of Chen Changqing, although there was a sofa next to it, Zhuge Gen, a veteran fortune teller, insisted on sitting on the carpet.

Holding three copper coins in his hand, he was very godlike, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

A red rope was tied around the ankle, a book of stories was held in his hand, and a belt embroidered with Miao nationality was wrapped around his waist. Wei Xianqing was reading it with great interest.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, Master Xuankong who was holding a sauced pig's trotter in his hand couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

He hooked up the cuff with his little finger, and was about to open the door.

"Crack!"

The door of the room opened by itself, wearing a blue plaid shirt, the eldest sister Guan Shihua, who looked much more normal, pushed the door and walked in.

Master Xuankong's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously asked:

"Sister Shihua, did you ask something?"

Guan Shihua glanced at Xuankong, and said directly: "What do you want to know?"

Master Xuankong: "Ah..."

He glanced around and saw that everyone was silent.

Guan Shihua shook her head, and sat down on the sofa with a gloomy look on her face: "Don't even think about it, just a little guy who can use it casually, even if it's empty, how much information can I have?"

The old fortune-teller threw the three copper coins in his hand on the ground, looked at the display on the hexagram, and couldn't help but mutter: "Keep the old and change the new, and bring it to success. Suiping his ambition, everything is fate!"

Wei Xianqing, who was watching the story meeting, was a little curious:

"What do you mean?"

Zhuge Gen originally wanted to pretend, but seeing Guan Shihua's unfriendly eyes not far away, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, showing an honest and honest smile:
"This is a sign, maybe it's a good thing?"

Great Monk Xuankong couldn't help but look a little more suspicious:
"Are you right?"

Zhuge Gen's fortune-telling has two characteristics, it is either extremely accurate or extremely outrageous.

Being signed is a good thing for ordinary people, but for Zhuge Gen?

Seriously, it might as well have won the lottery.

Of course, sometimes his lottery is also very accurate, such as the previous hexagram-seeking gold in the sand, riding a dragon and treading a tiger.Although it is laborious, it is beneficial in the middle.

This hexagram perfectly fits the situation afterwards.

Find gold in the sand, ride a dragon or a tiger.

It is said that Chen Changqing is not as miserable as everyone thinks, but a real dragon lying under the sand.

Work hard at any time to make up for it.

What he was talking about was that Master Xuankong worked hard on this matter, but there was no serious problem, and instead he gained a lot. Facts have proved that Zhuge Gen still has something.

As far as the improvement of the state of mind is concerned, after the Great Monk Xuankong returns, I am afraid that there will be quite a breakthrough!

Faced with Xuankong's question, Zhuge Gen, an experienced fortune teller, shook his head. He actually didn't know whether his hexagrams were accurate, so he could only wave his hands: "I don't know, but it should be..."

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

In an instant, the sound in the room stopped.

Wei Xianqing looked at Zhuge Gen subconsciously, and asked with his eyes:
"How to do?"

Zhuge Gen shook his head slightly, his eyes flickering seriously: "We can't open the door, we are the only ones who know the room!"

Master Xuankong next to him disagreed, and he asked back with his eyes:

"What if it's one of our own?"

"Boom boom boom!"

Seeing that there was no response from inside the door, there was another knock on the door.

Zhuge Gen was silent for a moment, then looked at Guan Shihua questioningly:
"How about I make a fortune?"

The eldest sister Guan Shihua shook her head, her brows were wrinkled, and her eyes were fixed on the closed door:
"Watch what happens."

(End of this chapter)