The president is dying every day

They said that almost all of the 20 they won in the lottery was spent on the toad girl and Xiao Yutong.

Ren Chuan smiled awkwardly, "Then what, isn't it fashionable to travel poorly now!"

Jiang Huan echoed, "That's right, tourism doesn't need to be particularly high-end."

They opened Baidu together, where is the Holy Land of Qiongyou, and the search results were very consistent——

Tibet.

Jiang Huan was a little hesitant, "The altitude is too high, it will be hypoxic."

Ren Chuan had confidence, "It's okay, I'm a man who has been to the Loess Plateau!"

The two men who have always traveled first class began to study how to buy a train ticket.

Ren Chuan actually wanted to contact Meng Chun and ask him to order it for him, but Jiang Huan stood by and watched him covetously.

"I..." Ren Chuan bravely opened Baidu, "Let me take a look first..."

Jiang Huan looked at him strangely, "You don't know how to buy train tickets?"

Ren Chuan handed him the phone, "Then you come."

Jiang Huan was silent on the phone, "..."

Jiang Huan got up suddenly, "I... I'm a little anxious, I need to go to the bathroom first."

He went out with his mobile phone in his pocket, walked into the toilet cubicle, quickly contacted Zhong Nian, and asked him to help buy two train tickets to Lhasa.

Buying a train ticket requires an ID number, and Zhong Nian only knew Jiang Huan's, so he asked, "What about the other one?"

Jiang Huan had no choice but to walk out of the toilet, returned to the ward, and asked Ren Chuan, "Tell me your ID number."

Ren Chuan reported a series of numbers, and Jiang Huan sent them to Zhong Nian. After 2 minutes, the ticket information came out and was sent to his mobile phone.

Jiang Huan triumphantly showed Ren Chuan the text message, "Why don't you just buy a train ticket! What's the problem!"

Ren Chuan glanced at the train ticket and almost passed it, "You... buy a high-end soft sleeper."

Jiang Huan: "..."

Ren Chuan has begun to feel sorry for money, "... so expensive."

He counted to Jiang Huan with his fingers, "We only have 1 yuan left in our hands. We spent [-] yuan on the train ticket alone, and we have [-] yuan left. We need to eat, drink, travel expenses and accommodation... "

Jiang Huan gritted his teeth, "It's okay, I invite you."

"No!" Ren Chuan knew that Jiang Huan had spent a lot of money just to treat his illness, so he would never accept Jiang Huan's treat, "How can I spend your money!"

Jiang Huan was helpless, "Then... I will refund the ticket."

"Yeah." Ren Chuan nodded, "I see that there is a kind of train ticket called hard seat, which is very cheap, only 800 yuan."

Jiang Huan contacted Zhong Nian, "Help me book two hard-seat train tickets."

Zhong Nian couldn't believe it, "Are you sure?"

Ren Chuan said it was cheaper, but Jiang Huan couldn't be more sure, "Hard seats, two tickets."

Three minutes later, the ticket information was changed, and the seat number of the train was sent to Jiang Huan's mobile phone, booking a ticket for tomorrow at 3:[-] pm.

Tickets are sold out, so what do you need to prepare for the trip?

Ren Chuan got off Jiang Huan's hospital bed, "Then what, I'll go back to the ward to tidy up."

Jiang Huan's words flickered, "Ah... just right, I have to clean up too."

They both closed the door of the ward, leaned their backs against the door, and started sending messages to their assistants.

Ren Chuan & Jiang Huan: "Help me prepare things for traveling to Tibet!"

Zhong Nian and Meng Chun, who received the message, were eating noodles at a noodle stall. The owner of the stall was an old Shanghainese who made excellent wonton noodles. The thin, paper-thick noodles were wrapped with horseshoe lean meat. Small noodles, a few potherb mustard, and then a fried yellow egg, sprinkled with a handful of fried shrimp, this wonton noodle is considered good.

The boss brought up a bowl first, Meng Chun gave it to Zhong Nian, took out convenient chopsticks from the chopstick holder, broke them apart, handed them to Zhong Nian, and at the same time replied to Ren Chuan: "Okay."

Zhong Nian didn't eat right away, but replied to Jiang Huan first: "Understood."

Both bowls of noodles were served, and the two of them looked at each other with their eyes facing each other.

Meng Chunxian said, "I may not be able to accompany you at night, I have work."

"Great..." Zhong Nian almost stopped the brakes, "I mean, it's a pity."

"I'll take you home later?" Meng Chun picked up the noodles with his chopsticks and blew on them, looking at Zhong Nian.

Zhong Nian didn't drive today, he thought for a while and said, "You can take me to the shopping mall."

"Okay." Meng Chun nodded, he happened to be going to the shopping mall, "Let's drop by."

The two of them finished their noodles, got in the car, drove to the shopping center, got out of the car, and went straight to the outdoor goods store on the third floor with the same footsteps.

Meng Chun was surprised, "Are you here too?"

Zhong Nian was even more puzzled, "Didn't you say you want to work?"

Meng Chun coughed, "I... buy something."

Zhong Nianxin said it was a coincidence, "I want to buy something too."

The two of them walked into the store, pushed shopping carts, and browsed the shelves side by side, but when they walked around, they found that the things they were carrying were almost exactly the same.

Meng Chun looked at the jacket in Zhong Nian's hand, "Bought it for me? But I wear L."

Zhong Nian was also looking at the jacket in his hand, reminding him: "I'm wearing an S."

Meng Chun stuffed the jacket in his hand into the shopping cart, "Then...buy it for a friend."

Zhong Nian also threw the jacket into the shopping cart, "Me too."

Food, clothing, housing and transportation have to be taken into consideration. Since the two presidents are sitting in hard seats, they have to buy some food for them to eat on the way.

After walking out of the outdoor goods store, Meng Chunzhongnian both walked into Wal-Mart again.

Zhong Nian was a little annoyed, "Don't follow me, please!"

Meng Chun was even more puzzled, "I'm following you? You're following me!"

Zhong Nian quit, "When did I follow you! This Wal-Mart is opened by your family! You can only come here?"

"I'm here to buy things." Meng Chun was speechless, "Although we are a couple, I also need a little private space."

Zhong Nian became impatient, "You said that I won't give you a private space? What else do you want to do! I'm afraid you have some little three and four outside! The jacket you bought just now is probably not for your little lover!"

Meng Chun stared, "You doubt me?"

The two of them were pushing shopping carts, arguing as they walked, counting each other when they came home late, when they smelled of perfume, and when they got drunk, as if they were two fighting cocks, flying feathers all over the floor.

Walking to the snack shelf, Meng Chun took down a bag of potato chips, Zhong Nian followed with a bag of potato chips, Meng Chun took a bag of shrimp crackers, Zhong Nian took a bag of shrimp crackers.

As if they were comparing each other, the two of them swept away a shelf, and the shopping cart was piled up to the top.

When he walked to the cash register, Meng Chun felt dissatisfied. You can take whatever I take. He directly took a box of Durex from the shelf.

Not to be outdone, Zhong Nian immediately took a box of Durex.

They seem to have forgotten that these things are bought for the president...

Zhong Nian and Meng Chun parted ways at the entrance of the shopping center. They were so angry with each other that they went to the hospital to deliver things, but they didn't give alms to their boss.

Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan were at a loss when they opened the door to get something, so they didn't mess with him.

The next afternoon, the two of them came to the train station with their bags on their backs. Looking at the flow of people coming and going, they both felt a little suffocated.

Jiang Huan bravely walked ahead, "First...find a place to pick up the tickets."

According to his procedure from Baidu, the ticket should be collected first after entering the station.

He wandered around the train station like a headless chicken, looking for the ticket machine, and was led to the ticket machine by volunteers like a schoolboy.

The volunteer looked at him with a smile, "Sir, will you pick up the ticket?"

Jiang Huan stuttered, "Am I...or can't I?"

The volunteers couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly helped the two of them get the tickets, and reminded them that there were still 10 minutes before the ticket inspection would stop.

Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan rushed to the waiting room on the second floor. As expected, there was a long queue in front of the turnstile. They squeezed in the crowd and struggled to move forward.

At the gate of the turnstile, I inserted the train ticket, but the red light was on, and I was not allowed to pass.

"Huh?" Ren Chuan was a little dumbfounded. He took out the train ticket and inserted it again. The light was still red.

The conductor came over, checked his ticket, and told him with a frown, "Sir, you check the ticket at Gate [-], and this is Gate [-]."

It was really difficult and dangerous, the two finally stepped on the departure point, squeezed onto the train, and looked at each other panting, really embarrassed.

Walking into the carriage, the two of them were dumbfounded again.

There are only rows of seats in the hard-seat car, six people have a booth, and a small table board is shared. It is dirty, and there is an unpleasant smell of smoke and sweat in the air. The conversation and laughter are mixed together. Noisy like a vegetable market.

Ren Chuan and the conductor confirmed, "Is this the hard seat?"

The conductor nodded, "Yes sir."

Jiang Huan's face turned pale, he looked at Ren Chuan, "How long will it take to get to Lhasa?"

Ren Chuan's expression was full of disillusionment, "...40 hours."

Jiang Huan: "..."

Doesn't this mean that they will go to Lhasa sitting in this environment in the next [-] hours?

Both Jiang Huan and Ren Chuan were thinking of quitting, but the train had already left...

There is no way, they can only sit down and talk.

When Zhong Nian booked the tickets, he booked two consecutive seats. Considering that the president is not used to being next to people, he also bought the remaining seats in this row.

A young couple sat opposite the two of them, looking tired and crooked.

Ren Chuan hadn't been feeling well since he entered the carriage. The smell of inferior cigarettes was so choking that he had an urge to vomit. He didn't want to show it, and tried to suppress it, but it became more and more uncomfortable.

Jiang Huan noticed that Ren Chuan's face was pale, and he really felt that the environment was too bad. He touched Ren Chuan's head, let him lean on his shoulder, then opened his backpack and took out a snack bag, "Eat something, eat Just press something. I have washed fruits, pears and apples here."

The fruit didn't know where to put it in the snack bag, so Jiang Huan directly carried the bag and poured it out. With a snap, a box of condoms fell on the table.

On the box are bold and bold bumps, ultra-thin and zero-sensitivity.

Jiang Huan: "..."

Ren Chuan: "..."