I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 619 Men and Women (Thanks for the reward!)

"Brother Song, the fourth wife asked me to have dinner with me tonight. Are you free tonight? If you have nothing to do, come together?"

Located in the tea restaurant at a height of more than 100 meters, Song Chaoge is drinking tea with Guo Anle.

At this height, you can fully appreciate the Haojiang Tower outside.

"The fourth wife made an appointment with you, but she didn't ask me out. What should I do?"

Song Chaoge held a teacup and said with a natural expression, "I don't have the hobby of being a light bulb."

Guo Anle couldn't help laughing, then sighed, and said helplessly: "Brother Song, don't make fun of me. What kind of light bulb is it? I'm worried that I will go alone, and then...the atmosphere will be too stiff."

"Will the atmosphere be stiff?"

Song Chaoge's eyes showed doubts: "Why do you say that? Doesn't the fourth wife like you very much?"

"It's just being polite. And Si Tai likes me, so what's the use."

Guo Anle showed a wry smile, "I had already chatted with Yihui when I visited last time."

Song Chaoge, like a gossip lover, immediately asked with great interest, "Did you confess?"

Guo Anle was silent for a while, and said with a smile, "That's right."

"The results of it?"

"What do you think?"

Guo Anle sighed, a little depressed, but not negative, "Yihui's response was very straightforward. She said she didn't have feelings for me, and she just treated me as an ordinary friend."

Song Chaoge smiled.

"Brother Song, you said that people have rejected me. If we sit together again, won't the atmosphere be awkward? If you go, the situation may be better."

"You mean, you plan to never see him again?"

"No." Guo Anle said without thinking, "I never thought about it that way."

"That's fine. It's normal for people to reject you. It would be strange if they agreed to you directly."

"why?"

Guo Anle was puzzled.

Song Chaoge took a sip of tea, "You haven't chased girls before, have you?"

"Brother Song, have you chased him?"

Guo Anle asked rhetorically.

"..."

Song Chaoge was speechless immediately.

indeed.

Regardless of a noble son like Guo Anle, or the superior Song Chaoge, men like them are destined to not need to bother about women.

of course.

Just because you don't need to worry about women doesn't mean you won't suffer emotionally.

Just like Guo Anle, who is full of worries at this moment.

"Then Brother Song, tell me, what should I do?"

Guo Anle changed the topic by himself.

"...Thousands of scouring are hard work, but you can only get gold after blowing all the sand. Chasing girls, it is rare to succeed in one step. If you can succeed in one step, you will definitely not like it."

Guo Anle nodded approvingly, "That's the reason."

"So you first have to do a good job of psychological construction for a protracted war."

Perhaps Song Chaoge, who had never been in a relationship at all, said in a calm manner: "Chasing girls is like climbing a mountain. If you feel a little hard, you want to give up. Why did you have the idea of ​​climbing in the first place?"

"And girls always like duplicity, maybe they are just testing you."

"Test me."

Guo Anle laughed: "It might be possible for other women. But Yihui is not. I understand her character. She should really just treat me as an ordinary friend when she says that."

"How many times have you met her before you dare to say that you know her well?"

Song Chaoge asked meaningfully.

Guo Anle was silent for a moment, and said with emotion: "It has nothing to do with how many times I have met. Some people, even just once, can look at them for thousands of years. I really don't have much contact with her, but I still can't forget her all the time."

"You shouldn't say these things to me, but to say them in front of her."

"Brother Song, I'm so melancholy, and you still laugh at me."

Guo Anle shook his head and drank his tea.

Song Chaoge laughed and said, "So, you fell in love with her at first sight?"

"You can say that."

Guo Anle's eyes showed memories, "I still remember the first time I met her. Everyone else was dressed up, but she was quite simple, with a high ponytail. If it wasn't for the king of gambling who led her, I really didn't know that she was actually the daughter of a gambling king, Brother Song, I have come into contact with quite a few women, but no one gave me the same feeling."

"Then why are you hesitating?"

Song Chaoge said: "In this life, you probably don't have many things you want to pursue, but don't let her become your heartache in this life."

Guo Anle thought silently, and finally nodded, "Brother Song, you are right, if I just give up like this, I will definitely regret it in the future."

Song Chaoge drank tea, "If you really want me to go, I can accompany you."

Guo Anle showed gratitude.

"Brother Song, thank you for your kindness."

"If this happens, you have to remember to pack a big red envelope for me."

Song Chaoge joked.

Guo Anle smiled heartily: "No problem. If Yihui and I really get together, Brother Song, you will be the witness."

"It's fine as a witness."

Song Chaoge shook his head and smiled: "I still can't afford it."

While the two were enjoying the leisurely afternoon tea time, Geng Long walked in.

"Guo Shao."

He greeted Guo Anle first.

Guo Anle nodded lukewarmly and drank tea quietly.

Geng Long immediately said to Song Chaoge: "Young Master Song, I'm going out for a while."

Song Chaoge glanced at him, without asking a word, "You are busy with your work."

Geng Long turned around quickly, went downstairs and got into a car.

"Brother Long, the arrangement has been made, and it's at the Chutian Hotel."

Chutian Hotel is located in Haojiang, which belongs to the type of cheap hotel and is the choice of travelers who pursue economy.

"drive."

The car started and came to Chutian Hotel.

"Brother Long, do you want to go up?" the subordinate asked.

Geng Long remained silent, opened the door and got out of the car.

The two men followed immediately.

Take the elevator upstairs and come to the door of a room.

One knocked on the door.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who is it!"

There was a carefree voice from inside, and then the door opened.

What appeared in front of him was a swarthy face.

Sweep away the sloppy clothes again.

Geng Long frowned slightly.

"boss?"

The other party seemed to recognize Geng Long's identity, and said tentatively.

Without saying a word, Genglong walked into the room with two of his men.

"Stop eating, the boss is here."

The man who opened the door yelled.

in the room.

Several people were eating and drinking, as if running out of a refugee camp, Genglong and the others entered the house before they stopped gobbling, and rubbed their oily hands directly on their clothes.

"boss!"

Although the appearance was hard to describe, they didn't understand the rules. They stood up quickly and straightened their backs as much as possible.

Sloppy is sloppy, but these people are obviously different from ordinary tramps. Their eyes are cloudy, but there is a palpitating emptiness mixed in the cloudiness.

For example, when they look at Genglong, it seems that they are not looking at a person, but at a pile of banknotes.

The eyes are the windows of the soul.

It can be seen from the eyes of several people that they are definitely not good people.

The windows in the house were open, but it still couldn't dispel the unpleasant smell.

Geng Long looked around at a few people, and said with a blank expression: "Buy them some clothes."

The subordinates nodded quickly.

"Boss, no need, we brought clothes, so we don't need to waste money."

The guy who opened the door should be the boss of the group, so he hastily excused himself.

There are indeed two simple snakeskin bags placed in front of the TV cabinet. The outside of the bags is covered in dust, and there are holes in them. Those who know it are clothes, but those who don’t know may think that they are garbage.

Genglong ignored it.

The eldest among the Yanbian people tactfully shut up.

"Boss, when are we going to work?"

A person from Yanbian asked cautiously. Among the four people from Yanbian, he was the tallest, but all of them were exactly the same dry and thin, giving people the impression of long-term malnutrition.

"Give him the picture."

Hearing Geng Long's words, one of his subordinates immediately put his hand into his arms.

The boss of the Yanbian people had great eyesight and immediately came over to take it.

He has typical three-white eyes, that is, the pupils are relatively small, revealing three white sides, and his thin cheeks. A physiognomist will tell you that when you meet someone with this kind of face, you should run away as soon as possible. Far.

He held the photo and looked down.

There is only one protagonist in the photo, young and handsome, who else could it be if it wasn't Comrade Jiang Chen.

"Boss, is he the only one?"

Three white eyes looked up.

"The $50 has been credited to your account."

Geng Long said simply and concisely.

$50.

In terms of conversion, I'm afraid that in the first-tier cities, I can't afford a decent house. I don't know how Jiang Chen would feel if he knew that he was only worth this price.

However, prices vary by region.

For Yanbian, which is below the international poverty line, 50 US dollars is enough to make them crazy about huge wealth.

The boss's creepy three-white eyes immediately lit up, pinched the photo, and quickly said: "Don't worry, boss, I promise to complete the task!"

"If the task cannot be completed, I will not get the money back."

If the task fails and the money is not recovered, it will undoubtedly require a few Yanbian people to pay the bill with their lives.

The boss San rolled his eyes as if he didn't hear the warning in Geng Long's words, and asked with a smile: "Boss, do you need us to bring the corpse back?"

Take a look.

This is not what normal people say.

"Need not."

Geng Long turned around and said, "Mandarin Oriental Hotel."

Finally no longer having to endure the disgusting smell, the two subordinates quickly followed.

"Go slow, boss!"

With three white eyes, he sent Geng Long and the others out. After the door was closed, when he turned around, several brothers had already started scrambling to pick up food and stuff it into their mouths.

"Mother! Save some for me!"

He hurried over, like a starved ghost reincarnated, tore off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth. As for the photo, it had already been thrown on the ground.

For some people, murder and arson are just daily life, and it may not be as important as filling their stomachs.

----

Song Chaoge and Guo Anle are having afternoon tea.

Like Lampe.

It's just that the man sitting with her has a somewhat unique appearance, not because of his appearance, but because he has six fingers on his right hand.

In this regard, he himself often jokes that even if he loses a bet and has to chop his hands one day, he has an advantage over ordinary people.

of course.

This is nothing but self-deprecating.

How could the famous Nie Liuye in Haojiang be reduced to such a state, he should have done a lot of things like chopping people's hands and feet.

"I originally thought that after working for a few more years, I would wash my hands in the golden basin and retire to enjoy my old age, but the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps blowing."

Nie Chuanxiong rubbed the purple sand cup and sighed.

"It doesn't seem to have much to do with you, no matter who gets the gambling card in the end."

"How can it be irrelevant? With the current situation in Haojiang, everyone can barely make money in harmony, and the well water does not interfere with the river water. But once this pattern is broken, no one knows what it will look like."

Nie Chuanxiong stared at Lan Peizhi, "If Miss Lan can take over Haojiang, then it would be great for me."

It is true that the He family occupies half of the casino city, but it is only half.

The other half was divided up by other forces.

Nie Chuanxiong is obviously one of them.

Nie Liuzhi.

People in the rivers and lakes call him the sixth master.

Haojiang has a total of six gambling cards, three of which are held by Mr. He, and he also holds one.

The hotel where Lampe stayed is the property under his name.

"As I said, I'm just here to accompany you."

Lanpei's clouds are calm and breezy.

Nie Chuanxiong smiled and took a sip of the old tea he bought from a tea farmer in Xiacheng.

"Miss Lan, your friend lives alone in Mandarin Oriental, will it be unsafe, or should I send a few people there?"

"Need not."

Lampei said indifferently.

"Genglong is a person who likes to take a slanted sword. Miss Lan, I think it's best to be careful. Only by being prepared can you avoid any danger."

Nie Chuanxiong continued to remind.

When it comes to understanding Genglong, Lan Peizhi is definitely better than Nie Chuanxiong, and she also quite understands the contradiction between Genglong and Jiang Chen.

But she didn't seem worried at all.
"He's a man, so I don't need a woman to protect him."

Lampe wrote it lightly.

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with that.

And rightly so.

You have to know who said it from.

"..."

Nie Chuanxiong was silent for a moment, it could even be said

- stunned.

Men really shouldn't be protected by women.

But when has he ever heard the other party use the word woman to describe himself?
Who is that young man whom he has never met himself?

"...I was worrying too much."

Nie Chuanxiong opened his mouth and said with a complicated smile.

Although Genglong is vicious and vicious, but how can that guy be kind?
Thinking of the scene at the gate of the governor's mansion, the corners of Lampei's lips raised slightly unconsciously.

She understood that when the other party proposed to follow her, she must have sensed the risk.

The mind is really delicate.

Crisis awareness is also very strong.

Since she didn't salivate in the end, based on her understanding of that guy, it shouldn't be that she was thin-skinned, but rather
——There is certain certainty.

Today, after experiencing so many things, Lan Peizhi found that the other party is still like a dead well, with no waves on the surface, but he can't see through the depth.

The situation in Korea did not change the favorability, but Lan Peizhi's mentality undoubtedly changed quietly.

Maybe she didn't realize it herself.

Yes.

It is the public order and good customs that this society pursues that women rely on men.

How can a man depend on a woman?
Nie Chuanxiong had a panoramic view of Lan Peizhi's expression fluctuations. He didn't show any clues on the surface, but there were turbulent waves in his heart.

He unexpectedly saw a color that could be described as gentle on the lips of this blood-colored Avalokitesvara.

(End of this chapter)