Chapter 22 Drama "I knew it." Chen Qingrong had a look on his face that said, "I've seen through you a long time ago." "Tell me, which girl is this for?" Sun Cheng chuckled, "She's an actress from the drama club, her name is Miao Miao. She's not the best looking among all the girlfriends before, and her figure is just so-so, but her standard broadcasting accent is just to my taste." "You don't know how beautiful her voice was when I talked to her on the phone last night. Just that voice alone conquered me." "Wait, so she was the one you leaked last night?" "No, it's the other one. We just broke up this morning, and I haven't gotten this Miao Miao yet. I called her while leaking it last night, so that she can feel a little involved." "???" "Beast." Chen Qingrong gave a very pertinent evaluation. Sun Cheng didn't care. When his girlfriends broke up with him, he often heard words like "scumbag", "bitch", "I wish you a dead household registration book", "I wish you no longer have any children or grandchildren". How hurtful can the term "beast" be? Even if a woman called him a beast, he would still think that she was flirting with him.
"So will you accompany me?" Sun Cheng got to the point. "I rarely ask for help from others. If you are willing to accompany me, I really want to thank you." Chen Qingrong rolled his eyes. "Don't you have enough people to ask for help? But it's okay to go to a play. At least it can cultivate your sentiments. The most important thing is that I am indeed a little bored." "But isn't it a bit too early to go to the play now? What kind of play is performed so early in the morning?" "Not now." Sun Cheng chuckled, "It's eight o'clock in the evening. I just came here to play with you." "Fuck." Chen Qingrong kicked him. "I thought it was now. I was planning to take a shower. Let's talk about tonight. Why are you in such a hurry?" "I came here in advance to book your appointment. You are so busy that I can't find you even if I try to find you every day." "I was just working. Do you think I'm a rich second-generation like you?" "Actually, you can also be a rich second generation." Sun Cheng said seriously, "As long as you call me dad, then you will be a rich second generation, right?" "???" "Get out of here!" …… Because of the presence of the wealthy man Sun Cheng, Chen Qingrong went to a restaurant with him for lunch. After lunch, the two of them went to an Internet cafe to surf the Internet. After Chen Qingrong got on the elevator, he asked him, "Why do you have to come so far to surf the Internet? Isn't there an Internet cafe somewhere? Is the configuration here good?" Sun Cheng put his hands in his pockets and said pretentiously, "You will know soon." The elevator door opens. "Welcome to Blue Moon Internet Cafe~" Four girls in miniskirts and black stockings immediately bowed and saluted. The clothes on their chests were not very conservative. As long as you were shameless and looked carefully, you would see what you wanted to see. Chen Qingrong's old face turned red and he quickly raised his head and didn't look. Now he finally understood why Sun Cheng came to this Internet cafe on purpose.
Are Internet cafes now starting to skirt the line? Isn't this line a bit too convoluted? But it is really expensive to surf the Internet here, twenty-five per hour. Sun Cheng directly recharged five thousand into his card. Even if he can't spend it all at once, he can always come back later. After buying some instant noodles, sausages and iced black tea, they found a place to sit down. Chen Qingrong was turning on the phone, and Sun Cheng next to him had already started lighting a cigarette. "Hey." Chen Qingrong said dissatisfiedly, "Don't smoke." Sun Cheng sneered, "This is an Internet cafe, not your home. Why don't you let me smoke in a public place?" "Then go to the smoking area and smoke." "I don't want it. I smoke just to show off. Who am I showing off to in the smoking area? To the cigarette butts all over the floor?" "..." Don't say it, don't say it, Chen Qingrong was actually unable to refute him. "What are you playing today? CS or League of Legends?" "Let's go, ever since my account was hacked when I logged into Steam at an internet cafe, I swore I would never play CS in an internet cafe again. My gem sword." "You deserve it. Let you show off." "Don't talk nonsense, give me the middle lane Yasuo, I will lead you to kill people." "hehe." Sun Cheng was indeed killing people indiscriminately, but it was just an advantage for the opponent. In the first game, he achieved a record of 0 bars, 26 and zero assists. Good, this is beastly. Chen Qingrong didn't mind. It wasn't a ranked match anyway, so if he lost, he lost. But then again, since I started working, I don’t have many opportunities to go to the Internet cafe to play games happily. When I feel hungry, I eat instant noodles. When my eyes hurt, I look at the legs of those young ladies. It is a good online experience that makes my Dick spin. It was 6:50 in the evening when the last game ended. As the base exploded, the two left the Internet cafe. “Welcome to visit next time~” "Beauty." Sun Cheng suddenly stopped in front of a girl with twin ponytails, "Bring me a bottle of iced black tea." "Okay sir, wait a moment." The girl with twin ponytails quickly took it back along with a payment code. Sun Cheng said worriedly, "I don't really like transferring money to strangers. How about this? I'll add your WeChat account and transfer the money directly to your WeChat account, and then you transfer it back. How about that?" The girl with twin ponytails felt a little embarrassed by his direct gaze, and actually agreed. After leaving the Internet cafe, Chen Qingrong couldn't help but complain to him, "Aren't you going to pick up that Miao Miao tonight? Then why did you flirt with the network administrator just now?" Sun Cheng imparted his experience like a love guru, "Stupid, remember, a woman is like a plate of braised pork. Are you satisfied with just eating one piece? You must eat more. Only by eating more can you know which piece tastes the best."
"It's no use talking to an old Chu Nan like you. You haven't tried that kind of feeling anyway. It's boring." "Who says I haven't tried?" "The Fiji Cup and the Five Finger Girl don't count." "Well, I haven't tried it." Chen Qingrong's face turned red again, but he still said stubbornly, "I just don't have too many desires for those. I regard love as very sacred. If I do, I will find someone to marry at once." "Love? Marriage? Hahaha." Sun Cheng laughed, "You still believe in those? It's Chu Nan, hahaha." Chen Qingrong's face continued to turn red, and he quickened his pace and left without saying a word. He had nothing to talk about with this scumbag with corrupt ideology and morals. …… After arriving at the theater by car, Sun Cheng handed Chen Qingrong a ticket. After checking the ticket and entering, Chen Qingrong was surprised to find that there were quite a lot of people tonight. While looking for a seat, he asked quietly, "What is Miao Miao performing tonight?" "It's Mr. Lao She's teahouse." "Oh my god, this heavyweight? That's awesome." "Ouch! You stepped on me!" "Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm not, Director?" (End of this chapter)