How Should I Choose?

After receiving the money, Mingyang got up from the sofa and was about to go out. At this time, Xue Qiong also came back from the bank lobby to the VIP room. The two of them didn't pay attention to each other and bumped into each other.

Mingyang subconsciously stretched out his hand, but he also touched a place he shouldn't have touched.

At least it's C!

Mingyang's unintentional move made Xue Qiong blush with embarrassment. She felt shy more times that day than when she met her husband Li Qiang.

Mingyang also felt embarrassed, but the two shy people froze in place.

Until the lobby manager quickly came to Mingyang and said: "Mr. Ming, your business is finished. Thank you very much for trusting our bank."

Mingyang recovered from the embarrassing situation and ignored the lobby manager. Instead, he said to Xue Qiong: "Let's contact each other via WeChat. I'll leave first."

After saying that, before Xue Qiong could react, Mingyang had already turned around and walked outside with his long legs.

Xue Qiong stamped her feet on the spot and looked at Mingyang going away, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Xiao Xue, are you in love? I've been through this before, so I understand everything."

The lobby manager said to Xue Qiong with a smile.

"Sister, what are you talking about? I'll ignore you. I'm going to work." After saying that, Xue Qiong walked back to the VIP room. The water that Mingyang got just now hasn't been processed yet.

Looking at Xue Qiong's expression, the forty-year-old lobby manager knew that this little girl was attracted to her.

"Hey, who hasn't been there yet? Look at the mirror on the wall." The lobby manager straightened his clothes, made a smiley face at the corner of his mouth in the mirror, and went to receive the people who came to handle business.

Mingyang walked out of the door and touched his nose with his hand, still thinking about the touch just now. Was it C?

As an outstanding young man who is learning new ideas and striving to become a new youth, when faced with problems, of course he must resolve them as soon as possible.

"Yes, can you try the mobile phone?"

Mingyang opened the memo on his phone and typed the questions he wanted to speculate on in the memo. He smiled crookedly while typing.

Mingyang didn't put down his phone until he saw that the correct answer was the same as he guessed.

After getting in the car, Mingyang was going to go to a remote lottery station to buy double-color balls, but the specific purchase amount had not yet been determined by Mingyang.

The double-color ball is too corrective, and Mingyang is not sure whether the number he bought will change the next day.

But Mingyang has countless trial and error opportunities. Even if he fails this time, he will try again next time. Mingyang still doesn't believe in this evil.

After driving for nearly twenty minutes, Mingyang arrived at a lottery station near the city exit. While waiting for the traffic light, Mingyang calculated the winning numbers for this lottery based on his selections.

When he came to the lottery station, Mingyang first randomly placed 10 bets, and then bought 10 more bets based on the numbers he calculated based on his choices.

Holding the newly won lottery ticket, I casually glanced at the randomly purchased lottery tickets.

Why is there a string of numbers that are the same as the numbers I calculated based on my choices?

Mingyang, who was afraid that he had made a mistake, took out the lottery tickets for comparison.

"Sure enough, I am the chosen one. Even if I don't choose the right answer in my life, I am still destined to be the chosen one."

Looking at the exact same numbers, Mingyang fell into narcissism.

After returning to the car, Mingyang took out his mobile phone, looked at WeChat, which had not seen a red alert for a long time, and scrolled through Moments in boredom.

Looking at the work photo of Xue Qiong with high heels and stockings that was updated a minute ago, Mingyang suddenly felt that he was getting angry. Playing on his mobile phone and posting on Moments during working hours was irresponsible to himself.

This kind of fishing behavior at work is simply disgusting! But his finger clicked the heart-shaped symbol uncontrollably.

After finishing the likes, Mingyang felt that just likes were not enough, so he sent three more lewd emoticons in the comment area.

Is it right this time?

Another day of self-affirmation.

Mingyang looked for Ma Rong's WeChat and made a video call. It rang for ten seconds, and Ma Rong answered the video call.

Ma Rong, who was sitting in the urban management patrol car, had a cigarette in his mouth and said while smoking: "What's wrong, Mingyang. I'm busy right now."

"It's okay. I miss you. Find a place to have a drink tonight and I'll arrange it for you."

After hearing this, Ma Rong sat up straight. For Ma Rong, drinking was the second most important event in his life.

"You decide or I decide?"

Mingyang looked at Ma Rong on the phone and said, "You decide, I don't know where to eat."

When it comes to eating, Ma Rong doesn't have many rivals in this city, otherwise he wouldn't be able to grow to 200 pounds in half a year.

As Ma Rong ate more and more, his physical condition became worse and worse. As a last resort, Ma Rong controlled his daily food intake.

"It has to be you, brother. Remember, except for Myanmar and me, no one will care about you anymore."

Faced with Ma Rong's flirtatious remarks, Mingyang didn't pay attention, but said: "It's half past five. You go home and change your clothes. Then you pick me up and I won't drive."

"Okay, then you wait for me to pick you up. I'm still busy here, and we'll talk in detail tonight."

As the video ended, Mingyang suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. The older you get, the lonelier you get. Opening the car window, Mingyang took a deep breath. This short, lonely but wonderful life, I'm coming.

When Mingyang returned home, he simply took a shower, took out his phone, opened Honor of Kings on his phone, and looked at the account that had been playing for four or five years and had reached the King of Glory level, Noble 0.

Yes, Ming Yang is Ling Hu Chong.

Even after playing for four or five years, I haven't recharged a single point.

It seems that today I will rewrite the pattern of my free prostitution.

First come ten 648s.

Skin buy, buy, buy.

Ten more!

Twenty minutes later, looking at the game ID, there was too much money, and it was the account of Noble 8.

Mingyang feels full of accomplishment.

Then let you experience the gorgeous technology of Noble 8.

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Mingyang, who had lost five games in a row, put down his phone angrily. These scammers couldn't carry it away no matter what. He wiped the saliva on the screen and put down his phone.

Mingyang, who never utters bad words, greeted all the women in his teammate's cheating team today.

And reported backhand.

After looking at the time, Ma Rong was about to get off work. Mingyang simply packed up and was ready to go out.

When you walk to the elevator, you will politely say hello to your neighbors when you see them.

He is completely different from when he was playing the game just now.