Prodigal son never prodigal

Chapter 184 There is no wind but three waves

Even if it is just a townhouse, the community environment can provide a completely different floor area ratio from that of high-rise buildings.

Not to mention that the front row faces the golf course and has a wide view.

Apart from the neighbors, there were no disturbances at all.

Two commercial vehicles disappeared quietly into the snowy night. No one knew that a group of big stars had just gathered here to play cards.

Yan Qing, who was standing at the entrance of the small courtyard to see each other off, raised his eyes and looked at the open court in the distance.

The undulating open space that should have been covered with green grass is covered with snowflakes. The trees, buildings and white snow in the distance outline a different outline and are laid out in front of you in an orderly manner.

The green cypresses near the villa area have changed into a skin of ice and snow in the heavy snow. The dark green and dull white interweave to create a simple and heavy picture.

Song Siyu stood side by side with him, and the irritability before the meal had long disappeared.

There is only the pleasure after a busy social life, and there is also a tacit understanding that seems to touch the heart: "Is it a completely different feeling from the golf course in Qionghai?"

Yan Qing smiled: "But such a huge property can collapse at the first sign of collapse, not to mention the loss of life. So what about the Wan Guan family property?"

In the past two days, Song Siyu followed Qiu Wenfang's advice and didn't ask what the man had done.

Finally he said softly: "Is that night dangerous?"

Yan Qing rolled up her sleeves and turned her elbows to show her. There were a few faint red spots on her left arm: "This is the result of the shotgun being fired about five or sixty meters away. Fortunately, I protected my handsome face."

After he discovered this sentence, he showed it to Gai Qingyun. The guy laughed at his line, and Yan Qing remembered it.

Song Siyu did not laugh: "You took all the glory and wealth, but blocked all the dangers behind you. You must pay attention to safety in the future, so as not to worry me."

In the past, Yan Qing might have ridiculed him.

However, the completely different scenes at the two golf courses, so different in just one day, made him lament that people are different.

He raised his hand and patted Song Siyu on the shoulder: "As partners, don't involve personal relationships between men and women. I think you can do your best."

Song Siyu was just trying to muster up the courage to say something.

He Shunzhi had already raised his head and wondered: "It's so cold, what are you talking about?"

Annoying, so annoying!

The two people under the eaves of the courtyard gate frowned at the same time, but Song Siyu smiled as if the snow had melted.

She likes this understanding.

You must accompany this son-in-law.

At this time, she felt that she was the most intimate one, the one with incomparable beauty and power, and the most companionable one.

She was really sure that Yan Qing had no choice but to accept it.

I just can't figure out why.

He quickly turned around and explained to the little policewoman with a smile: "We are discussing why Lao Pi loses so many times. I heard that when he goes to Macan or other places to play, he loses about three to four hundred every time. , What is the reason for this? No matter how rich he is as a singer, he can't go through such trouble."

He Shunzhi despises: "Playing with things is a waste of time! Anyone who is addicted to gambling is not a good thing!"

When he said this, he glanced at the gambling queen who was already full and leaning on the sofa.

The Taiwanese girl who grew up in a gambling stall didn't care about her accusations and insinuations.

He looked softly at the figure coming in. He was full and naturally wanted to exercise.

Yan Qing came back to get the gun: "Everyone thinks that he is addicted to food. In fact, if you put his level in these entertainment circles, he will be beaten and crushed, but he has never harvested like we do today. Do you really think that he Are you stupid?"

At this point, the rich girl who likes to use her thoughts brightened up: "Is there a deeper purpose? I have only briefly learned poker, because it is said to be very popular in the venture capital circles in Beijing, Shanghai and Zhen. It is very challenging. If you have an IQ, I will study hard when I have time."

He Shunzhi hated it: "What is there to learn about gambling? There is so much scientific knowledge and you don't want to learn this!"

Yan Qing laughed at her: "Then have you learned it?"

He Shunzhi was like, "She doesn't like studying" and she pouts to express that you don't want to give me face.

Song Siyu quickly reconciled: "If they didn't know how to play, they wouldn't be able to get into this showbiz relationship so smoothly. Look at how many celebrities there are today, which will definitely be beneficial to the upcoming concerts."

He Shunzhi was confused: "Didn't I win their money? I know it's still quite a lot of money. Is it still beneficial?"

The little spy finally spoke, with a bit of disgust in Beijing: "Do you know how to play poker? If he is a novice, when you go to the International Casino, you can tell that he is the boss even if you don't know him, and a group of professional poker players will gather around to share the meat. Yes, we are teaching them that there are mountains beyond the mountains, and they should not go to this kind of professional field to try their luck. We only teach them how to be a good person for such a small amount of money, and the kindness is as heavy as a mountain!"

He even crossed mountains and seas to tease her face to face: "Do I have any shortcomings?"

Yan Qing was too lazy to look at her: "You should restrain your movements of stroking the chips. The frequency and direction have been exposed a lot."

Gai Qingyun originally stared at the little policewoman, but after hearing the news, he opened the recorded video and took a look.

Hilarious.

Because when the little agent is focused on playing cards, he will subconsciously stack the chips into a pile, eighteen centimeters high, and then hold and slide them.

Occasionally, I have to cover it with my palm and grind it, then pick up the seven or eight chips on it with the jellyfish gesture and let them fall down, repeating the cycle.

It was indeed revealed that this hand could not only grasp poker chips, but also help his fallen brother.The men at the table often took a peek.

I don’t know if she did it on purpose, but she was stunned and immediately covered her mouth with laughter and fell down, complaining that her stomach hurt.

The female police officer couldn't stand the mood in the room and insisted: "Gambling is wrong!"

Song Siyu, who didn't understand, had to smooth things over: "As soon as Qingyun said it, I understood a little bit. He plays this kind of high-end casino professional game. On the one hand, he seeks excitement and relaxes the pressure. On the other hand, he also practices skills. Looking back, he plays for entertainment. If the business circles and even the investment circles play business bureau, I am afraid that the winnings will be too much.”

Yan Qing has never been afraid of thinking more darkly about people: “If everyone knows that someone is addicted to food and rushes to play cards with him, it’s up to him to decide whether he wants to harvest or not, and it’s obvious that he doesn’t care about winning at all. With this little money, why do you think he did it?”

As expected, Song Siyu is still the one who is in harmony with Yan Qinghe in terms of human relations and sophistication. He immediately understood: "Oh... he tightens the circle around him by playing this game, and can adjust and control everyone's winning or losing. He has all the connections and connections. This is the big deal." Profit! You both pointed out that he is a technical authority, and today you helped him to support him enough. Yes, yes, yes, it must have this meaning, they are all smart people!"

The unintelligent one hummed: "Organizing gambling is a serious crime. I know there are several famous venture capital experts who have been sentenced for organizing this kind of card game..."

It's not fun.

Even if he doesn't like gambling, Yan Qing understands that you have to have some communication skills to deal with the world, otherwise so many people would like to play mahjong with football big shots.

Of course, you, Comrade Xiao He, don't have to cater to social interactions. Others are rushing to curry favor with you.

Maybe she didn't even realize the difference between sitting firmly in Rome.

Anyway, Yan Qing stopped waiting. He came back, picked up the gun case and his small backpack, and left.

And on foot.

The three girls were a little surprised: "You don't live here?"

Yan Qing pointed in the direction: "The navigation told me that the shooting center is less than one kilometer away from here in a straight line. I am coming back with a gun. If I don't hand it over, it will be a violation. That's it. Call me if you have anything."

It was windy and snowy outside, and he just left.

Song Siyu was thoughtful, but Qiu Wenfang knew that he could do what he said, so he wasn't worried at all. Judging from his expression, he was still thinking about his chips.

Only He Shunzhi grabbed his down jacket and wanted to rush out, but seeing the two of them sitting there quietly looking at her, they stopped for some reason.

Still Song Siyu smiled: "I really admire him. He can compete in the Olympics at the age of 19, and can play cards and socialize with so many big stars. This trip to Qionghai is quite rewarding, not to mention that there are beautiful and virtuous girls who like him. Just looking at any of them, it is an achievement that others only dream of, but he is able to ignore it. At this age when he should work hard, he does not indulge in the love of a man and a woman. This mentality is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I Learn from him.”

The little spy finally got up from the sofa and said, "He just wants to spend his life not in vain. I will definitely accompany him to see the world and go to sleep."

However, he pushed his suitcase and walked into the small single-person elevator. He put his head out with a smile to please: "Sister Song, can you sleep with me tonight?"

Song Siyu sighed: "You really need to cure your problem."

He Shunzhi's eyes widened, and he waited for the elevator door to close before communicating with inquiring eyes.

Does this vixen still have this habit?
Isn't that...

Song Siyu didn't say that was enough, and ordered the nanny, driver, and cook to take care of things separately.

He also took a rest: "I'll leave the master bedroom to you. It's really convenient to go to his side from here, but you may have to walk in a big circle. We really have to follow his pace to do a lot of things, so you are welcome to guide us. ,Good night."

He Shunzhi was left in the living room, looking at the fluttering snowflakes outside the floor-to-ceiling glass, a little dazed.

I'm not used to this kind of situation where people revolve around her either intentionally or unintentionally.

Even the nanny and the cook who were clearing the table quietly walked around her.

In the end, I habitually took out my phone to communicate.

Yan Qing is happy over there. No matter how bad the wind and snow are, she can go out and buy a shared bicycle, and return to the shooting center humming and singing freely.

On the way, you also made fun of so many celebrities today, are they not as charming as your Zhima?
In fact, he was carefully testing his reaction.

As a result, Gai Qingyun, a modern-day licker, was like countless teenagers who fell in love for the first time: "She drank some wine, but I was always dizzy."

When I saw the message sent on my phone, I immediately went to Xiaolu Ran with great joy.

Yan Qing had no choice but to deliberately let him look at the figures at the wine table and gambling table, just to see clearly that He Shunzhi's eyes were definitely on the big living person.

Doesn't Gai Qingyun still feel uncomfortable?

Is it possible that you have to fight with real swords and guns to know how you feel?
Difficult!
Tianqiaoxing also has moments of worry.

What should I do?

Too much thought.

It's really fun here at the shooting center.

In fact, there was no way to hand over the gun in the middle of the night. A large group of athletes from the dormitory came to inquire about the news and gossip about this exhibition match. Most of them were athletes from the indoor shooting range who had been locked up and faded away.

The next day, Yan Qing went to report on the business trip to the leaders, and finally saw the official who was transferred from the former Golf Management Center named by the task force.

Isn't this the same person that Lao Yan nodded in approval on the stage when he jumped out to report and demand that he be punished?

At that time, I suspected that there was someone behind it.

(End of this chapter)