17. Eat hot pot that you can't get tired of
As if he didn't see the girl's embarrassed and angry expression, after finishing speaking, Qi Qi turned around and walked directly to the locker room.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't say anything more to stay, she stared blankly at his back and disappeared into the corner of the passage, silent for a long time.
"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Zang Tianhao asked with concern on the side.
He was also a little surprised that Qi Qi was so unkind. Although he knew in advance that the situation was soft and hard, he really didn't expect that even Jiang Xiaoyu, a girl who was a classmate, would come out, and the other party still didn't give face, and the refusal could be described as simple and thorough, leaving no room for mediation.
Jiang Xiaoyu didn't answer him, and after a while, she retracted her gaze, waved her hand at Zang Tianhao, forced a smile, and said cheerfully: "It's okay, how can this little setback affect me." However, Uncle Zang, I really believe in your evil. Qi Qi's temper is known throughout the grade, and it is a piece of ice that cannot be entered by oil and salt. As soon as I opened my mouth, I knew it was going to be no fun. Sure enoughβ"
She glanced at Zang Tianhao, and said angrily: "It's okay now, I won't be rejected by the boy and my golden body will not be broken, so I was broken because of your instigation!"
Zang Tianhao laughed dryly twice and said: "My fault, my fault, I didn't expect him to be so cold-blooded, even you, a delicate and lovely girl, could refuse without hesitation." In this way, you can decide what to eat later, eat as much as you want, and I will pay the bill, which will be regarded as reparation. I don't know how to do this, are you satisfied, Miss?"
"Really?" Jiang Xiaoyu raised his eyes to look at him and said suspiciously.
"Of course!" Zang Tianhao slapped his chest twice, "When did I break my word?"
After a pause, as if remembering something, he turned to say, "By the way, you can tell me about you as a god-so-master when you have dinner later." β
"He?" Jiang Xiaoyu was a little confused, "What does he have to say, why do you want to know what he does?"
Zang Tianhao replied: "Didn't you offend him just now, he didn't give me a chance to make amends, I heard that he is the son of the mayor of Pingjiang, I am a little worried, I want to learn about his temper from you, and avoid his minefield next time." β
"That's ......," Jiang Xiaoyu said thoughtfully.
After a while, she said: "Actually, Uncle Zang, you don't have to worry, with my understanding of him, although it is one-sided, I also know that he is definitely not the kind of person who will use the power in his family to put pressure on you." Honestly, I don't even think he cares about it. Look at his expression just now, as cold as ever, you can't see the slightest sign of anger. β
"Anyway, you talk to me. Zang Tianhao still insisted, "Also, I just heard you call him so kind, do you like him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang Xiaoyu opened his eyes wide, stared at Zang Tianhao for a long time, and pointed to his nose, "I, Jiang Xiaoyu, I will like him? Really, am I making myself guilty? If I am with him, I will not freeze to death every day!?"
"That's not what I said. Zang Tianhao shook his head, "Some people are cold on the outside and hot on the inside, I think he is the one who hangs on the inside." β
When Zang Tianhao said this, Jiang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes upwards and began to imagine: Just like Qi Qi, a person who can't beat a stuffy fart with three sticks, how hot can the internal heat be?
After thinking for a while, there was no picture in her mind, and she shook her head, she said in disgust: "Uncle, don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum." Don't you just want to know something about him, I'll tell you later. By the way, don't mention this stubble when you have dinner later, otherwise my brother will definitely tell my mom and my dad when he finds out, and I don't want to be annoyed by them when I go home!"
"Don't worry!" Zang Tianhao tugged at his mouth like a zipper, "I'm first-class in secrecy!"
"You'd better be!" Jiang Xiaoyu threw a threatening look at Zang Tianhao, then turned around and walked towards the rostrum, muttering as he walked, "I'll like him?"
After she left, Zang Tianhao's smiling expression suddenly disappeared, replaced by seriousness and worry.
He wasn't interested in the youthful ambiguity of these young people, he just wanted to get more news about the situation from Jiang Xiaoyu. When the tournament was over, he would go back to his office to contact his well-informed friend, who was desperate to find out if he had anything to do with those people in the north. It's important to him.
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It was approaching evening.
On the jousting platform, the side rope shook violently, and a person was held up and ejected back, and a powerful knee hit was coming head-on.
As if he had been hit by a car, he flew backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood, foaming and spitting on the ground.
He hit the side rope again, and was catapulted forward again.
"Beep-"
Seeing that his opponent was about to make a knee, the referee couldn't help but blow the referee's whistle to warn the opponent to stop.
The other party didn't dare to pretend that he didn't hear the whistle, so he could only give up the plan to take advantage of his illness to kill him, the momentum of his body gradually subsided, and he trotted forward a few steps due to inertia, and a look of regret appeared on his young face.
"Bang!"
The man who had been hit by the knee fell limply in front of him, his whole face had become blue and swollen, and the upper and lower eyelids were glued together, except for a thin slit in which no luster shone through. It can be seen that he has completely lost his combat capability. Then, as if he had lost his support, he fell forward heavily.
The referee walked over quickly, squatted down, patted the ground, and began the countdown: "Ten, nine, eight......"
On the rostrum, Jiang Lu yawned and said to Zang Tianhao next to him: "He is a good seedling, ruthless enough, it is estimated that many people will rush to ask for him." β
Zang Tianhao nodded and introduced: "His name is Dong Gang, he was born in street fighting, and he is only seventeen years old this year. β
"Have you awakened Lingwen?" Jiang Lu asked.
"Probably not. Zang Tianhao said, "His family background is average, although his brain is good, but he has three children to raise at home, so he gave up his share in order to let his two sisters go to school." I came out to work very early, and I didn't have the opportunity to go to school, and of course I didn't have the opportunity to awaken Lingwen. β
"It's a pity. Jiang Lu's tone was regretful.
"What?" Zang Tianhao glanced at him, "Remembering you before?"
"Hmm. Jiang Lu nodded in acknowledgement.
"Then you're better than him. Zang Tianhao laughed, "Relying on a face, you didn't make much money at the beginning, I remember the first time I met you-"
"Stop, stop!" Jiang Lu interrupted him with a roll of his eyes, and said, "The hero doesn't ask where he comes from, let's talk about him, why are you pulling it on me?"
"Isn't that just a catch-up? Zang Tianhao pretended to be innocent and said.
Then, he looked at Jiang Lu's somewhat hesitant side face and asked, "What are you thinking?"
"Am I like the kind of person who has so much money that he has nowhere to burn?" Jiang Lu squinted at Zang Tianhao.
"Not really. Zang Tianhao shook his head.
"That's it!" Jiang Lu said.
On the stage, the countdown ended, and the referee raised Dong Gang's hand to announce that he had won.
And the man, who did not know whether he was dead or alive, was carried down on a stretcher, and no one threw a single glance at him, and here the defeated will not receive pity and sympathy.
This is the last competition of the day, and as the host announces the end, this October competition has come to an end.
There were already more than half of the people in the audience, and most of them came for the top ten masters, but today they only saw Miao Liang, and the other nine did not come. Then, even if there are rookies among the remaining people, for them, they are far less attractive than the top ten masters.
Among these people, there are logistics companies, security companies, and some big families sent to search for talents.
In today's era, everywhere is dangerous, even in the city, there are monsters that are haunted, and once you leave the city and enter the wilderness, it is even more of a monster's world.
The expressway has been largely abandoned, and the subway that runs between the base cities has become the first choice for people to travel to other places, but the price of subway tickets is unaffordable for the middle and lower classes.
Many times, they would rather raise money to hire a security company to escort them to the field, but this is very risky, and if they encounter some powerful youkai, death and injury are inevitable.
Originally, the subway was built not for transportation, but for transporting official supplies.
Of course, it is also possible to ship unofficial goods, but there are high tax fees. That's why the logistics industry is thriving.
Since many companies are unwilling to pay this fee, some smart people smell this business opportunity, and they bite the bullet to open up high-speed as a logistics route, by thickening the armor of the car, preparing enough weapons and ammunition, and hiring strong psionics and warriors to maintain the stability of the logistics line, over time, this line of work has really been done by them, and now, it has even become a lucrative profession.
Sometimes, the security company will cooperate with the logistics company, and when they take a private escort order, they will confirm which highways need to be taken, and they will reach an agreement with the logistics company in charge of these highways, and share the profits with them.
Of course, security companies aren't just taking escort orders, it's just a piece of their business. In many cases, they also receive orders for security, doormen, guards, patrols, escorts, body guards, crowd control, technical precautions, security consulting, etc.
Some of those who retired from the City Guard chose to join a security company.
In addition to receiving retired personnel from the City Guard, the main source of talent for the security company is the martial arts hall and shooting range.
Sometimes, they will also go to each high school to select those students who have awakened a powerful spiritual text but have no resources to grow as a reserve and cultivate them.
"It seems that there are a lot of people who know the goods. β
On the rostrum, Jiang Lu watched the rest of the people in the audience gather towards Dong Gang.
"Ruthless, young, driven, ambitious, who wouldn't like such a person. Zang Tianhao commented. With that, he stood up.
Jiang Lu looked up at him: "Why are you going?" Didn't you say that you were going to eat?"
"Go and change your clothes. β
"Don't change it. Jiang Lu stretched his waist, and his waist was about to break after sitting for a day, "Xiaoyu said that he would eat hot pot later, and he would definitely taste good after eating, so you might as well not change it." β
"Do you eat hot pot?" Zang Tianhao asked, and then shook his head helplessly, "She eats hot pot every time, does she have any other tricks?"
"You don't know her yet. Jiang Lu's tone was calm: "For her, hot pot is not tired of eating." β
"Okay. Zang Tianhao sat down again, and said in his heart that he could make that call later when he came back.
The two sat boredly on the rostrum, during which other coaches came over to say goodbye to Zang Tianhao.
Jiang Lu stared at Dong Gang, who was constantly collecting business cards, for a while, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, the fourth child is abroad, and it will take at least three or four years to come back, should we bring someone in again." β
"Didn't you say you wanted to wash your hands in a golden basin?" Zang Tianhao wondered.
"When?" Jiang Lu asked in confusion,
"Just last time, when we were both hiding in the sewers. β
"It was because the sewer stinks so much that I can't stand it. β
Jiang Lu arched his nose, and it seemed that he could still smell the stench that seemed to be engraved into the depths of his memory.
Then he said, "It's impossible to wash your hands in a golden basin, and you haven't made enough money, so wash your hands now." Can the income from your martial arts hall support my family?"
"If you only raise poetry, you can. Zang Tianhao glanced at Jiang Lu, "As for you, I can't afford to raise you." β
"It's enough for you to raise her alone. β
"That's what I thought. Zang Tianhao replied with a smile, then looked at Jiang Lu's line of sight, his eyes stayed on Dong Gang's body, and asked, "Do you think he can?"
"Not sure yet. Jiang Lu said, "Let's take a look, wait for half a year, anyway, I'm still under the supervision of the Psyker Association for half a year, and I can't do anything." β
"Oh yes. Zang Tianhao patted his head, "I've almost forgotten about it." β