stjorthotic Chapter 22: Women Only Affect the Speed of Making Money
Chapter 22: Women Only Affect the Speed of Making Money
"You guys continue eating, I have to go now."
After finishing the mutton in his bowl and drinking the rest of his beer, Lin Bei stood up.
Seeing Lin Bei was about to leave, Song Qingning put down her chopsticks and smiled, "Are you really leaving?"
"The opportunity to go shopping with two stunningly beautiful women is something most people would kill for!"
Lin Bei picked up a tissue, wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at Song Qingning with disdain: "Heh!"
"Women only affect my speed at making money."
After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for Song Qingning's reply.
"Tch!" Song Qingning snorted and continued eating rice with her bowl and chopsticks.
Lin Bei walked to the front desk of the hot pot restaurant and quietly asked the owner about the prices.
The owner took out the bill, calculated it, and gave a price of 125 yuan.
Lin Bei took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the boss.
Three adults ate a large table of meat dishes and ordered several bottles of beer, which only cost a little over 120 yuan. Prices were half of what they were 26 years ago.
If this were 26 years ago, three adults eating hot pot would easily cost at least three or four hundred yuan.
Lin Bei accepted the change from the owner before leaving the hot pot restaurant.
He walked down the street, took out his phone, and prepared to search for the location of nearby driving schools.
After taking out his phone, he realized that it wasn't a smartphone yet, so he couldn't just search for his location.
It's really inconvenient not having a smartphone.
Lin Bei shook his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and dialed Lao Gao's number.
"Hey?" A lazy male voice came quickly from the other end of the phone: "Spit it out, or I'm hanging up."
"Why are you so listless?" Lin Bei exhaled a smoke ring. "Did you watch the teacher's porn again tonight?"
Old Gao yawned: "I didn't watch many. It was too exhausting to search for them. I stayed up until 2 a.m. and looked through dozens of films, but I wasn't satisfied with any of them."
Lin Bei took another puff of his cigarette and smiled, "A small deer is pleasant, a large deer is harmful, and a powerful deer will be reduced to ashes!"
"Get lost!" Old Gao curled his lip. "I'm hanging up now, I'm so sleepy I want to go to bed."
Lin Bei then realized what was happening: "Wait!"
Do you know where there's a driving school nearby? Can you recommend a reliable one?
"Yes, my relative owns one. They're honest and fair to everyone, young and old. I'll send you the location on QQ later."
Lin Bei nodded and hung up the phone.
He opened his QQ app and logged into a different account.
This is Lin Bei's main account, where all the friends are relatives and acquaintances.
As for "North Wind Howling", it was a secondary account he created specifically for playing the game.
That's why Lin Bei started an online romance with someone else on his alternate account.
This way it's not easily detected, and no one will know if it's canceled.
Soon, a message came from a friend on my QQ friends list named "Legendary Boy".
Lin Bei opened the message bar, saw the information, and then left while smoking a cigarette.
……
A few minutes later.
Song Qingning and Su Qianqian had almost finished eating and were ready to leave to continue strolling around the mall.
Su Qianqian got up and walked to the counter to ask the owner how much they had paid for their meal.
They were then told that the boy had already paid for the meal.
"Qianqian, what's wrong?"
Song Qingning walked over with a shoulder bag slung over her shoulder.
Su Qianqian turned to Song Qingning: "Lin Bei paid for the meal earlier."
"We clearly agreed that I would treat everyone to this meal."
"It's alright." Song Qingning smiled dismissively. "He paid, so what? We can treat him again next time, it's the same thing."
Su Qianqian thought it was good, so she didn't say anything and left the hot pot restaurant with Song Qingning.
The crowds gradually thickened in the afternoon, and the shops on both sides were lit up with incandescent lights.
The loudspeakers in the clothing store played "Beijing Welcomes You" on a loop, creating a charming contrast with the plush Fuwa dolls displayed in the sports brand's window.
Song Qingning, arm in arm with Su Qianqian, a lollipop dangling from her mouth, mumbled incoherently:
"Qianqian, let's go check out that newly opened hair accessory shop."
Su Qianqian was pulled forward by her, her skirt swaying gently above her knees.
In the hair accessory shop, Song Qingning picked up a sequined headband, held it up to her head, and looked at herself in the small mirror from left to right.
Then, she turned to Su Qianqian and asked, "Qianqian, do you think this looks good?"
"It looks good," Su Qianqian replied earnestly.
"You didn't even look carefully!" Song Qingning put the headband back and picked up another one, a fluorescent pink bow hair clip.
She casually gestured a couple of times in her hair, then pursed her lips and put it down.
"Never mind, I have too much hair to hold it in."
When the two came out of the hair accessory shop, Song Qingning had already finished her lollipop.
She casually tossed the white plastic stick into the trash can and clapped her hands.
Suddenly, he turned his head and spoke in a seemingly casual tone.
"Qianqian, I have a question for you."
"Um?"
"Lin Bei has become handsome now. Tell me the truth, do you regret it even a little bit?"
Song Qingning tilted her head and looked at Su Qianqian, her eyes, heavily lined with eyeliner, holding a hint of probing.
But more than anything, it's a kind of cautious seriousness.
"Back in that karaoke bar, he confessed his feelings to you, and you rejected him on the spot."
"He's like a completely different person now, don't you have any thoughts about that?"
Su Qianqian didn't stop walking. Her gaze fell on the GG sign in the corridor ahead, and her tone was calm and without any ripples.
"No, not a single one."
"Really?" Song Qingning caught up with him. "To be honest, with his current hairstyle and appearance, you can't find another one like him in our school."
"Besides, didn't you glance at him several times when he got up from the ground?"
"I'm confirming his identity," Su Qianqian replied.
"Tch." Song Qingning was clearly not convinced.
Su Qianqian stopped and took out the pink Samsung slider phone from her pocket.
She turned on the screen, opened QQ on her phone, and went into the friends list to find a chat window with the nickname "North Wind Howling".
Then, he handed the phone to Song Qingning.
Song Qingning took the phone, and a dense list of chat records appeared on the screen.
My dearest husband, my sweetheart is the best, I love you!
The screen was filled with Martian text and emoticons; I scrolled up several pages but couldn't reach the end.
Song Qingning's eyes widened as she watched, and finally, with a "snap!" she closed the slider and handed the phone back with both hands.
His expression was as guilty as if he had just secretly read someone's diary.
"Okay, okay, I believe you, I believe you."
"So you really do have a boyfriend. You kept it a secret for a long time."
Song Qingning put the phone back into Su Qianqian's hand, then clasped her hands together.
"Congratulations, congratulations! Best wishes to you and that...that...who...husband?"
Wishing you a long and happy marriage.
Su Qianqian was amused by her action, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. She took the phone and put it back in her pocket: "Thank you."
"Um..." Song Qingning suddenly put her hands behind her back, turned around and walked backwards, facing Su Qianqian.
The mall corridor lights shone from behind her, illuminating a ring of golden frayed edges around her fluffy, permed hair.
Song Qingning pursed her lips, her eyes, framed by heavy eyeliner, sparkling.
"Since that's the case, then I'll be with Lin Bei from now on. Don't be angry, okay?"
When Song Qingning finished speaking, she stopped walking backwards.
The heel of the canvas shoe tapped lightly on the tiled floor.