Chapter 1807 Survival Game 58


Chapter 1807 Survival Game 58

It was not easy to win. Boss Qian breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, picked up the small tea cup and took a sip. He seemed very happy.

He picked up the tea on her side and took a sip: "Don't drink it. The tea is cold. It's not good to drink herbal tea." After saying that, he poured the remaining tea in the cup onto the tea pet, put down the cup and went to get the teapot to add water. Don't show off, pretending to care about the other person's body.

"It just so happened that I was getting angry, and the cold and the heat were just right to neutralize it." Boss Qian drank all the tea in the cup, put the empty cup on the tea tray, and waited for her to add water.

"You play chess well." Boss Qian looked at her meaningfully. He must have worked in a chess club again.

Xining said calmly: "Mr. Qian plays better chess." He deliberately called him sir.

These words made Boss Qian laugh heartily, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his true age, which should be thirty-five.

"I'm usually too busy and haven't practiced for a long time." Boss Qian picked up the newly added tea and took a sip.

Hehe, I do have time to watch the finale of the game. Time is always tight.

She slowly put the black and white pieces on the chessboard into their respective chess jars. Upon seeing this, Boss Qian also helped sort them out.

Don’t think that rich people suffer from affluence. It’s only the nouveau riche or mediocre people who have no confidence. Even though they despise the working class at the bottom, they still behave with dignity in their words and deeds. Just like Queen Mary, who accidentally stepped on the executioner's foot when she walked onto the guillotine under the leadership of the executioner, she immediately apologized without thinking.

She has experienced this firsthand, and has long since stopped reacting excessively to some two-legged beasts that she doesn't like. Will a tiger get angry at a dog's provocation? An elite at the top of the food chain of human society will not care about mediocrity. If angered, just slap him to death.

But don't think that you value yourself, it's just a habit.

She raised her hand: "Waiter."

A waiter who had been waiting in the corner for a long time came over quickly.

"Please bring some desserts, mung bean cake, pea yellow, fragrant rice, hawthorn, chestnut, whatever you have, no need to make it specially, the sugar content should be as low as possible. If you have pistachios, cashews, pine nuts, dried figs, bring some too. .”

There are a lot of choices at once, and there are probably one or two that are prepared. The waiter said "please wait a moment" and went to do it.

If you drink too much tea, you will feel hungry. It is really good to add snacks and nuts at this time.

Boss Qian became more and more satisfied: "It seems that you are good at maintaining health, but you seem to come from a wealthy family."

There are already several ancient missions, and these things are not yet familiar. Xining just smiled: "Sir, you are so complimentary."

Neither humble nor arrogant, gentle as water, Boss Qian sighed slightly, as if he was a bit regretful. Then he asked: "Why did you come? Isn't your life important?"

"It's very important." Xining calmly arranged the tea sets, leaving some space for the refreshments waiting later: "But the lives of my relatives are more important."

This is a contestant who is not for himself and whose moral integrity is intact. Boss Qian couldn't help but feel a little soft: "With your ability, you can make enough money." Such aura and understanding are not something that can be found in a pool.

But De Lai smiled sweetly: "Time can't wait."

The owner's brother needs money immediately, lots of money.

"Actually..." Boss Qian swallowed the following words. Apart from games and selling kidneys, he only had to sell his body. The owner of the body is not beautiful, but he has a unique temperament and a pure and simple appearance, which will attract some customers who like this. But she only joined the game because she didn't want to do this.

He turned to ask: "Do you hate this game?" He felt a little disgusted at this time, and it would be even more annoying if the girl died. And this girl looked at him quietly, with a calm face, as light as a landscape painting, which made him more and more sure.

What I heard was: "Here is an opportunity to make money."

I didn’t say whether I hated it or not, nor did I have any praise or criticism, just a matter of fact. There is no need to sell your kidneys or your body here, and you can quickly get huge wealth that the poor can't even imagine.

Boss Qian was a little surprised as to why he could be so calm, as if she was not a contestant but a bystander. Probably bystanders would not be so indifferent.

At this time, the waiter dragged the tray over and placed two plates of snacks, a plate of cashews, and a plate of pine nuts on the empty space on the tea tray. Cashew nuts and pine nuts can be used in cooking, so they are always on hand.

"Thank you!" Xining put the four plates away and said solicitously, "Then I'll eat first."

"Please feel free." Boss Qian's thoughts returned a little.

After getting permission, Xining picked up a piece of snack that was only the size of a sugar cube and tasted it gently: "It's chestnut cake, with some cream added in it. It's not sweet, and it's waxy and fragrant."

After such an introduction, Boss Qian also picked up a piece and ate it, and that was indeed the case. After washing with green tea, my taste buds immediately accepted the sweetness of chestnuts and cream, which seemed particularly delicious.

I feel more and more soft-hearted, and even feel a little painful. I couldn't help but express my thoughts: "Have you ever thought about what to do if you fail?"

Not bad, it is taboo in this country to say some unlucky words, this Qian boss also has a very high emotional intelligence.

The response was still light, and the smile was delicate and elegant, which made people feel comfortable. The voice was neither high nor low, as soft as a cloud. It remained calm despite the storm: "At least I tried my best."

Even if he failed, he had tried his best. He didn't have to look at his brother's death and feel hopeless and helpless. She really tried her best and put her own life on the line!

Boss Qian has completely softened his heart. Even if he stands above the crowd, even if he is as rich as the enemy, who doesn't want someone to do his best for him, even risk his life? In order not to be noticed, he said that he had something else to do and left.

As soon as he left the restaurant, a waiter came to guide him and took him to the VIP room.

There were four tycoons who also wore black cloth masks, two of whom were playing chess; another was hugging a sexy waitress, squeezing her left and right; and a fat rich man was holding a bottle of whiskey with ice cubes. , leaning on the soft sofa in a relaxed posture.

They have different nationalities and come from different places. The game is available in many places, and as long as a certain amount of bet is placed, one is allowed to watch the last game live.

"Looking at you, you are already attracted to this oriental beauty." The fat rich man holding the whiskey said with a smile.

The entire wall on one side is a projection, where surveillance is placed. At this time, there are two cameras, one is No. 166 sitting in the cafeteria, and the other is gambling with red eyes, staring at the dice cylinder on the table and roaring No. 133, big and small, from time to time.

There are also English subtitles, with all the words translated and typed below the video. Naturally, all the conversations between Boss Qian and No. 166 were visible to other wealthy people.

Boss Qian walked to the bar next to him, took a glass of whiskey, and touched the glass to his lips.

Turning around and seeing the surveillance camera, No. 166 was still sitting there, playing chess with herself. The sunlight outside shone in, creating a halo around her, making her look blurry and beautiful.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said meaningfully: "The quality of a blue heart is worth a thousand pieces of gold."

He put down his wine glass and walked out of the VIP room again.

(End of chapter)

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