Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

Song Chubai stared blankly at Ling Rongge who was walking towards him.

His whole body was tense, and the hands hanging on both sides had clenched into fists at some point, and the palms seemed to be sweating.

Nervousness seemed to be written all over his face.

Within a few seconds, Ling Rongge had already walked in front of Song Chubai, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

When they got close, Song Chubai realized that there was a small tear mole on the lower side of Ling Rongge's left eye.

The tear mole dotted the cold white skin, which should be the most dazzling appearance, but it was concealed by the pair of beautiful but always crazy blood red eyes.

Song Chubai was in a trance for a moment.

It was in this trance that Ling Rongge spoke.

"Why don't we gamble?"

Song Chubai thought Ling Rongge was about to say something: ...

A few seconds later, Song Chubai felt a helpless feeling of "it really is".

It feels like the mission objectives of this world seem to be more serious than the previous ones.

While Song Chubai was thinking, Ling Rongge had already grabbed his wrist, exerted a little force, and asked again: "To go or not?"

Song Chubai came back to his senses, and nodded without any hesitation.

He wasn't interested in gambling, but in order to have something in common with Ling Rongge, he decided to go out with him to see the world.

Seeing that Song Chubai agreed, Ling Rongge grabbed his arm and walked out.

After resting all day, he couldn't wait to gamble with others.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening at this moment, but eight o'clock was too early for everyone wandering in the casino.

Ling Rongge took Song Chubai to the most famous stone gambling shop on the second ring road. Those who can come here are people with family background.

Compared to the messy little shop last night, this place is so gorgeous that it doesn't look like a gambling place.

Each piece of rough stone is placed neatly and numbered.

The rough stones are classified according to size, and there are two service staff next to each classification, wearing suits and standard smiles, which look very formal at first glance.

Song Chubai had never touched gambling stones before, so he looked around very curiously, and occasionally couldn't help but whisper a few words to Ling Rongge next to him.

"It looks gorgeous here, do you think we have money to bet?"

Ling Rongge glanced at him lightly.

"I have money." He whispered, "You have no money."

Song Chubai, who even lost to him, was a rich man without even thinking about it.

Song Chubai: ...

He could not refute.

After sighing, he nodded, "You're right."

So he just came to make soy sauce.

Ling Rongge glanced sideways at Song Chubai, his lively little face just now was a little disappointed, and his bright eyes seemed to have dimmed, which inexplicably made him irritated.

He frowned, took out a card from somewhere, and handed it to Song Chubai.

"There is a little money in it, if you want to play, you can play."

Song Chubai looked at Ling Rongge in surprise, but he took the card honestly in his hand.

What a good president!Even gave him a card, although it is not a black card, a bit lost the identity of the president, but thinking about it, Ling Rongge is already a bankrupt president, isn't it normal to not have a black card!

Song Chubai smiled, and said skillfully, "Thank you, Brother Ling!"

Ling Rongge waved his hand, "I'm going to play."

He had already let go of Song Chubai's hand, and walked towards the place with the most people.

Song Chubai subconsciously wanted to follow him, but he called back with one sentence.

"Don't follow me."

Song Chubai stood in the crowd with a black card in his hand, muttering, "If you don't follow, you won't follow."

Anyway, he knew where Ling Rongge's house was, at worst he would go home by himself later.

Thinking of this, Song Chubai quickly felt relieved, he put the card that Ling Rongge gave him, and started to walk around.

Ling Rongge probably went to gamble again, but there were too many people there, and Ling Rongge didn't seem to like him watching from the side, so he didn't go there.

Song Chubai came to the small rough stone area. The largest rough stones here are as big as two fists. Each one costs 100 yuan. You can choose whatever you want, and you can pay by cash or online by swiping a card.

Next to it is a stone-cleaning machine, and you can get free stone-cleaning when you buy rough stones, which can be said to be very cost-effective.

Song Chubai squatted in the small rough stone area, looked left and right, inexplicably fell in love with a rough stone that was about the size of his fist.

There seems to be a voice in my heart saying, buy it, buy it.

then……

When Song Chubai came back to his senses, the rough stone was already in his hands, and the 100 yuan had already been swiped away.

Just... pretty awesome?Song Chubai didn't know how to describe the feeling at that moment just now, he just felt like a devil was bewitching him all the time in his heart.

"Sir, do you want to untangle the stone for free?" the master who unwrapped the stone asked politely.

Song Chubai nodded.

The money has been paid, and there is no refund here, so he can only bite the bullet.

He handed the rough stone to Master Jieshi.

The master skillfully put the rough stone into the stone understanding machine and began to analyze the stone.

The technology in this world is very advanced in unraveling stones. A stone as big as a fist can be completely unraveled in only 5 minutes.

And these 5 minutes are just a blink of an eye to others, but to Song Chubai at this time, it is more like some kind of late surgery.

As that small piece of rough stone was gradually worn away, Song Chubai could feel his heart beating faster and his adrenaline soaring, they concentrated in his brain, violently and at a loss.

The world seemed to become thinner, only the small rough stone in front of him, and the violent, excited, and irregular heartbeat.

Time seems to stand still, and it seems to be moving forward in some tragic and irreversible way.

Sweat dripped from Song Chubai's forehead at some point.

Tension and excitement spread in my heart, and my little hands clenched into fists, pressing against my heart, as if I was praying for something.

This strange and inexplicably addictive emotion fluctuates in the body until...

"Congratulations to this gentleman, the jadeite has been produced." The master's laughing voice sounded in Song Chubai's ears.

He came back to his senses, looked at the rough stone about the size of two fingernails in the master's hand, and let out a breath quietly.

The bet won, inexplicably, he thought to himself.

The master handed the light green jadeite to Song Chubai, "There is an exchange next to you, sir. If you want to sell it, you can trade there."

This one is new at first glance, so he reminded me a few more words.

Song Chubai nodded and thanked him.

Among the crowd not far away, Ling Rongge, who was betting with others on stones, seemed to feel something. He turned his head, walked through the crowd, and his eyes fell on Song Chubai.

She hooked her lips, and a hint of interest flashed in those crazy eyes.