"Fuck, my chips are all empty." Cheng Peng opened the drawer and glanced at it, it was empty, "Ji Ran, have you made a fortune?"
Ji Ran said: "What kind of money can you make with this little money, can you make a little profit?"
Cheng Peng laughed angrily: "Then you used to talk to me every day about what you did with the broken money last year?"
"Money doesn't matter." Ji Ran said casually, "I just don't like losing."
Cheng Peng lit a cigarette: "I'm different. You give me money and let me lose as many times as I want."
Yue Wenwen said: "Businessman!"
Cheng Peng smiled and did not refute. He is indeed a businessman, and everything is best. Anyway, he thinks this is not a bad quality.
"Since you think it doesn't matter, then give me back the chips to enhance the relationship between our brothers." Cheng Peng said.
Yue Wenwen scolded him: "don't always try to take advantage of Xiao Ranran."
These chips add up to no more than six digits, Ji Ran opened the drawer, just about to take out the chips, suddenly remembered something, and slammed the cabinet.
"No."
Cheng Peng said: "Then keep it, don't spend it, I will win it back next time."
Ji Ran laughed and scolded: "Go away."
"The two rounds are over, why hasn't my baby come back yet." Cheng Peng said.
Yue Wenwen said: "What's the hurry, people won't run away. Then again, Cheng Peng, you've changed. Those boys used to be with you for less than a month, but this time it's almost three months... What, Transformed?"
"I like it very much, I have been carrying it with me."
"I don't think he is very old." Ji Ran said, "Which school did you deceive you from?"
"He's a fraud. He's 22 years old, okay? He's a little older than me before." Cheng Peng said, "I was short of money and I picked it up from the young masters."
Cheng Peng's biggest shortcoming is that he is distracted. Fortunately, he has a good conscience and never hurts good women and men.
As soon as the voice fell, the door opened with a bang, Chen An shrank his shoulders and walked in, turning to close the door.
"Why have you been gone for so long." Cheng Peng said, "Come here."
Chen An bowed his head: "Not very, very long."
Ji Ran glanced at the empty chair beside him, and when the game was over, he asked, "Have you seen Qin Man?"
Chen An was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to realize that the other party was asking himself.
"He, he is also in the toilet." Chen An said, "When I came out, he was on the phone."
"Oh." Ji Ran responded lightly.
Chen An hesitated for a long time, and then said, "He seems to have encountered some trouble."
Yue Wenwen leaned over and asked, "What's the trouble?"
Chen An shook his head: "I only heard about selling a house and moving."
Ji Ran pushed the card and interrupted their conversation: "Huh."
None of them are addicted to gambling. Usually chess and card games are mostly entertainment. After playing a few laps, Yue Wenwen called to stop, saying that he was going to find his good sisters.
After everyone got up and said goodbye, only Ji Ran and Qin Man were left in the box.
Ji Ran opened the window and lit a cigarette. He didn't know that Chen Anxi was not used to smoking second-hand smoke. He had just endured not smoking.
Qin Man asked, "Aren't you going back?"
Ji Ran turned around, leaned against the window edge, and lit the cupboard with his cigarette in his hand: "Take the one inside, and you can cash it at the front desk."
Qin Man opened the cabinet and took a look, it was full of chips.
"no need."
"It's all yours to win." Ji Ran said.
Qin Man smiled: "But the principal is yours."
Ji Ran took out two chips from his pocket and played with it in his palm: "I'm here, okay, don't talk nonsense, just throw it away."
Qin Man was not hypocritical: "Thank you."
Walking out of the door, Ji Ran put out the cigarette, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Would you like to send it to you?"
He was suddenly a little curious about Qin Man's current residence. After all, there is nothing more comforting than seeing Qin Man down. Ji Ran persuaded himself in his heart.
Qin Man smiled: "No need, I'll just go back by myself."
"..." I don't know who Baba wants to get into his car when he is on the mountain. Ji Ran turned his head and entered the underground parking lot without saying goodbye.
Ji Ran didn't go home directly.
He went to a racetrack.
At night, the racetrack was almost empty, and his car caught everyone's attention as soon as he pulled into the driveway.
"Brother Ran, why did you come here at night?" The manager came out and looked around at his car, "Okay, new car?"
"No, I bought it for a long time. I took it for maintenance some time ago and just got it back." Ji Ran looked around, "I ran two laps, does anyone compare?"
"Uh..." The administrator looked around and said, "It used to be there, but it should be gone now."
The administrator shrugged, "No one wants to compare with you, you can try your luck again during the day."
"That's no match." Ji Ran said, "I'll leave after two laps."
Ji Ran skillfully put on his racing gear. Shortly after returning to the car, the arrogant engine sound provocatively resounded on the track, and a few seconds later, the car rushed off the starting line like a string.
The administrator stopped his work, ran to the running monitor, and watched it with interest. After half a minute, all the people present gathered in front of the monitor.
"Who is this person? So arrogant, the car's appearance is so exaggerated." A newcomer who joined the racing ranks couldn't help but muttered.
The administrator smiled and said, "Then you haven't seen the engine in his car. It's more flamboyant, no worse than those serious racing cars."
What the man wanted to say, he saw the car on the screen drifting through a corner with an extremely beautiful and clean arc. He was watching the race car race into the pit. At this moment, he even felt that this corner was better than those cars on TV. The game is even cooler. He exclaimed, "Beautiful!"
"You are lucky, you can see Ji Ran just two days ago." The administrator patted him on the shoulder, "I don't know about other places, but Ji Ran's driving skills are famous in the city. He doesn't play much, you don't know how many people usually run to the racetrack every day just to watch him race."
"… so awesome? He doesn't look too old," the man asked. "Then why isn't he a racer? I hear racers make a lot of money these days."
"Looking at the car he drives, do you think he lacks the money?" the administrator said. "I heard that many clubs have approached him, but none of them have been written down. I don't know the specifics."
Ji Ran ran a few laps, and when the car stopped, his surging adrenaline had not completely subsided.
Cool.
The beauty of a racing car is that no matter how many times you sit in that position, concentrate, and stomp on the accelerator, it can successfully provoke all your passion and challenge.
Listening to the sound of the car's engine, he felt that he was the only one left in the whole world, and that he had left everything behind and was carefree.
Just too short. In addition, in the past few years, he has already run all the tracks in the city, and he lacks the excitement of challenging the unknown.
"It's still very soon." The administrator was waiting for him at the finish line, and when Ji Ran pulled down the car window, he couldn't wait to say, "Brother, there is a game next month, are you interested? Young Master Gu paid for it... "
Ji Ran said: "I'm not interested."
"Okay." The administrator is used to it. "Two more laps?"
Ji Ran glanced at the person standing next to him and said, "If you don't run away, it will affect your business."
On the way home, Ji Ran suddenly received a call from the chess and card club, saying that his lighter had fallen there.
The lighter was a limited edition. He quite liked it, so he turned around and went back to the chess and card hall.
The car was temporarily parked on the side of the road, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw a tall figure.
Qin Man was still wearing the clothes just now and was standing by the door of the clubhouse on the phone, as if he had never left.
After he hung up the phone, Ji Ran frowned and hesitated for a while, but walked over: "Why are you still here?"
Qin Man turned his head, and there was a rare surprise on his face: "I... why are you back?"
"I'm asking you."
"I," Qin Man paused, "waiting for the car."
Ji Ran sneered: "You're just waiting for the plane, it's time to go to the sky."
Qin Man smiled. He lowered his head and shook his phone: "Okay. I'm looking for a place to live."
This time, without waiting for Ji Ran to ask, he said it himself, "My dad owes a lot. I can't wait there. Find me here... The rented house is not safe, and it is not convenient for me to go back for the time being."
Ji Ran: "...then you go to a hotel."
Qin Man euphemistically said, "They have my identity information."
Now that identification information is available, checking hotel occupancy records is a breeze.
Ji Ran frowned: "Isn't it handy for you to call the police?"
"If you owe money, take care of your losses, forget it, let them make a fuss, and go back to work." Qin Man asked again, "Why did you come back?"
"… I dropped the lighter."
Qin Man nodded: "Go."
Ji Ran was silent: "Then what are you going to do? You can't just stand on the street."
"I'll wait a bit later to find a hotel that doesn't require registration information." Qin Man said, "You don't have to worry about me."
Ji Ran choked: "Who is worried about you?? Just wait, I'm in."
"it is good."
Ji Ran took out the lighter and found that it was drizzling outside, and the wind was a little cool.
The person who was standing at the door just now has moved to the small store next to him, sheltering from the rain with the iron sheet on his head. Meeting his eyes, Qin Man smiled and gave him a goodbye gesture.
Ji Ran suddenly remembered the scene where he met Qin Man in the abandoned teaching building one night in high school.
He was standing at the end of the corridor, blowing smoke rings out the window. Qin Man suddenly came out of the corner and said coldly, "Student Ji, I'm the patrolman tonight. If you don't put out the cigarette, I'll report your name to the school."
The two figures overlapped perfectly, and the difference was Qin Man's demeanor.
One cold, one gentle.
Reservoir dogs.
Ji Ran cursed in his heart.
He used his thumb to open the casing of the lighter, lit it with a squeak, and quickly extinguished it.
Half a minute later, he walked down the steps, all the way to Qin Man.
"Qin Man, did you do it on purpose? Now everyone knows that you are mine. Let my friends see you live in those tens of hundreds of dilapidated hotels. Where will I put my face?"
He imitated Qin Man's expression when he caught him smoking. He kept his eyes open and said in a cold voice, "... My servant's room is still empty, you go to live there first."