The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 215 Tears Are The Most Useless Thing

It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs.

If Song Ye blocked the gunpowder barrel and let her ignite spontaneously, then Qin Zhan just killed it with a single shot.

"Brother Qin..." Tears quickly welled up in Han Yan's eyes, and when she shook her body, the big tears fell down, looking pitiful.

"Han Yan!" Gao Qin was startled, and immediately pulled forward to support the beauty, almost breaking his heart.

Han Yan looked at Qin Zhan stubbornly, and told him how sad she was with silent tears like rain.

It's a pity that she doesn't know Qin Zhan very well. When she was a child, she didn't know his thoughts when she met every day. Today, after ten years of separation, none of those beautiful fantasies can be realized.

"Tears are the most useless thing." Qin Zhan's face was somber, as if he was merciless towards weak subordinates on the school grounds, that cold and hard face was like a reinforced iron plate, and there would be no trace of it moved.

Han Yan couldn't bear it any longer, her tears flowed down like running water, and her uncontrollable emotions made her rush out of the door.

In just half an hour, Miss Han, who was originally gentle and strong, cried twice in anger. Qin Zhan's ruthlessness is simply shocking.

Song Ye stood on the sidelines watching the play from the beginning to the end, his eyes full of interest.For a man who grew up with a gun and saw fewer women than aliens, it is indeed difficult to learn how to get along with women and understand women's minds.

And Qin Zhan's words are not wrong from the beginning to the end. He is a strong man in the army and a leader. Shedding tears, in his opinion, is nothing more than a lack of pumping.

Seeing Han Yan running away, Gao Qin made a gesture to chase after him, but was stopped by Qin Zhan on the way, "We agreed to compete."

"Qin Zhan..." Gao Qin's eyes were almost bursting into flames, wishing he could go up to him now, but he knew that he couldn't beat him no matter in terms of family background or skill.Taking a deep breath, his eyes were gloomy, "The person I want to compare with is Song Ye. If he can go up, I will accompany him."

Putting the blame on Song Ye, he doesn't believe that someone who can't hold a club will come up to seek death.

"Yes, but the bet has to be increased to 1000 million." Qin Zhan did not hesitate at all, and was still raising the price.

"1000 million?" Gao Qin gasped. He knew that Qin Zhan never joked, but he gritted his teeth and reluctantly said, "I can't afford so much money." Although he is in politics and has a rich family background, his monthly expenses are not so much.

"You can make an IOU." Qin Zhan relaxed the conditions, but Song Ye's lips curled up slightly.

At this point, Gao Qin was also forced to the point where he could not get off a tiger, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay."

Afterwards, Qin Zhan wrote a check, Gao Qin issued an IOU, and the bet was officially closed.

Song Ye stood by and watched as if it had nothing to do with him, until Qin Zhan walked in front of her, she curled her lips and asked, "Are you so confident that I will agree?"

"Well, it's you who win the lottery." Qin Zhan responded lightly, without any worry on his face.

In this world, no one thinks too much money, and Song Ye is no exception.

1000 million... This is the transaction price for picking a jade. Song Ye raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "I really don't know how to fight." She is not decathlon, she always has weaknesses.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Qin Zhan knew that Song Ye meant to agree, so he turned around and walked to the billiard table.

After drawing out a cue, he handed it to Song Ye, who took it and gesticulated twice on his hand, his movements were a little stiff.

Everyone present could see that Song Ye was indeed a novice, but Gao Qin, who thought he was shooting himself in the foot, suddenly had a glimmer of hope.

"How is it? Who's going to start?" Gao Qin also took a cue and stood in front of the table in a suit, making him extremely handsome.

"You please." Song Ye didn't pretend to be arrogant, and decided to observe first.

It was a matter of 1000 million yuan in gambling, so Gao Qin naturally had no intention of giving in. He leaned over his body, got his hands on the cue, and the cue formed a straight line with his body, and then the cue lightly hit the white ball. With the colored balls on the table, the situation becomes a scattered distribution.

Gao Qin obviously had good luck today. He hit the sixth ball with one shot. He scored a point at the start and continued to hit the ball.

Although Song Ye doesn't know how to play, he still understands the basic rules. In the 15-ball competition rules, the kick-off side gets balls from No. [-] to No. [-], and the other side gets No. [-] to No. [-] balls. , and then get the score of the eighth ball, even if you win.

In this style of play, due to the interference of the opponent's colored ball, the schedule will be infinitely lengthened, and finding the right angle often requires quite superb skills and experience.

Song Ye knows nothing, lacks everything, but has no pressure at all, because she doesn't need to pay for losing, and earns 1000 million for nothing when winning, so why not do it.

After scoring four goals in a row, Gao Qin failed to adjust the angle of the last shot. He wiped the ball but failed to score, but he also fixed the white ball on the edge of the pocket. There was also a colored ball very close to it, which showed that he was not sure of the goal. , but it will not make the opponent feel better.

From these few balls alone, even a layman like Song Ye can see that Gao Qin's level is good, and he should be a veteran who often plays.

"It's your turn." Qin Zhan only glanced at the distribution of color balls on the table, and asked Song Ye to stand up and press the bar. He didn't forget to teach her to adjust her posture during the process, "Two-legs-spread , shoulder-width apart, lower back, straighten arms, look at the target in front, and don’t touch the colored ball.”

Qin Zhan spoke one command at a time, and his voice was deep and powerful, which invisibly gave people a strong sense of oppression, which was the coercion formed on the battlefield.

The few people present did not dare to make a sound, they were as solemn and solemn as watching a military parade, and Song Ye also followed the instructions step by step and adjusted his perspective.

Just when he was wondering why Qin Zhan didn't let her try to hit the ball, a force suddenly pressed down behind him.

"When there are multiple options to enter the pocket, the priority is the point of the next goal and blocking the opponent's next goal." The warm breath suddenly sprayed in the ear, Qin Zhan tall His body is like a towering mountain leaning down, although there is no weight to suppress it, the encroachment of breath is particularly obvious.

Song Ye's ears were itchy from the breath of his words, and he subconsciously dodged to one side, and the other side of his face touched the opponent's arm.

"Concentrate." The hand pressing the bar and the hand controlling the ball were both held, and Song Ye felt that this position was uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)