Chu Qing observed them while explaining the topic to Rong Qiu. After the three of them finished eating, when he proposed to go for a walk with Rong San, Rong Qiu looked at him reluctantly and said, "See you next time."
On summer nights, the breeze can always temporarily relieve some of the heat. Under the dim street lights, two good-looking young people were walking on the street.
"What's wrong with you calling me out?"
"Where is my sister being held now?"
"Are you going to rescue her?"
"That's natural."
"Then you'd better be careful." Rong San continued under Chu Qing's curious gaze: "That Huang Guang is not a real man, but it is said that his martial arts is very high, and no one dares to provoke him, but I don't know if the news is true. It’s true, I’ve met him once, but I haven’t seen his kung fu. It’s true that he is very effeminate, and his voice is like a chicken being strangled by the neck, which is harsh and unpleasant.”
Chu Qing laughed out loud, this person was really interesting, "Then where is she?"
"It's locked in the basement. As for the basement, it's under that bar."
"Aren't you short of money? I should take care of Huamen this time, and you will become a homeless person by then. How much money do you still owe now?"
Rong San calculated, "There are still two hundred thousand left. I took half a million from others before."
"I'll give you three hundred thousand. How about you come and work for me? Of course it's a legitimate job." Chu Qing handed him a check.
He didn't immediately reach out to pick it up, but frowned and asked for a long time, "Why me?"
Chu Qing asked back: "You have good abilities, a smart mind, and no problem with your character. Why don't I choose you? Let you solve the current problem first, and then work for me without any distractions. Is there any problem?"
This answer left him speechless. The key is that it makes sense and is not incorrect. "Okay, do you just believe me? What if I take the money and run away?"
“Don’t be suspicious when you employ people, don’t use people when you are suspicious, and you understand the truth.”
"It's difficult to do this." He took the check and stuffed it into his pocket, "Thank you."
"See you."
"goodbye."
It was still the same old residential building, and the lights in the house were still on. Rong San didn't know whether he had solved the biggest problem at present, but he seemed very happy. He opened the door with brisk steps. Rong Qiu sat on the sofa, with the desktop The books on the bed were spread out, and the whole person stared blankly into the distance.
"Xiaoqiu."
"Brother, does that boy have a girl he likes?"
"Yes, you'd better let it go. He's already married." Rong San told the truth. He didn't want his sister to fall into this trap.
Rong Qiu turned his head in disbelief, "Married? Is he married?"
Seeing that this reaction was not much different from his own, I sighed inwardly at the magic of blood relations, "No..."
"Then why did you say he was married?" she asked eagerly.
"It's a marriage. He married the other person."
The black sister looked at her brother with a question mark, her face seemed to read: Brother, are you sure you're not joking? This world is fantasy. "The two of them are good together, and he is good enough."
The implication is: Sister, don’t even think about it, we are not worthy of his status.
"How good is it?" She felt that her brother was deceiving her, so she tried to ask in more detail.
“NUS, is it good enough?”