The first three digits of the mobile phone number represent the network segment, and the middle four digits are allocated to the provincial companies according to the number of potential customers and the market size of the operating companies in each province.

This means that by identifying the fourth to seventh digits of the mobile phone number, you can determine the place of ownership of the number, and it is easy to distinguish whether it is a non-local long-distance number.

The three mobile phone numbers dialed by Wang Zhuo are not the sections of the city, that is, they need to pay long-distance calls after dialing, and the property company locks the long-distance function of the phone in order to save funds, so of course he can't call!

"Can't get it?" Wang Li was stunned, suddenly slapped his thigh, and sneered: "Look at my surname, the company's landline can't make long-distance calls, you call all foreign numbers, or use my mobile phone!" ”

"Thank you then." Wang Zhuo smiled gratefully at him, and took his mobile phone, which only had two additional functions: sending and receiving text messages and mobile phone tubes.

I called my dad who went out for breakfast first, I thought he would be back soon, but I didn't expect that he had already driven out of the city and went to visit a crew filming nearby.

Wang Zhuo guessed that it might be due to the thick winter clothes and the noisy sound of the shopping mall, so they did not hear the phone.

Now it's hard to go home, Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and called Gan Lin again.

"Oh, what a poor little pot friend." Gan Lin's laughter was a little gloating: "But I'm taking piano lessons, the teacher is very busy, I have to make an appointment, why don't you try to ask again, see if they can take you in Feilong?" ”

"What is there to learn about the piano?" Wang Zhuo hummed: "I think the most suitable musical instruments for you to learn are the flute and flute." Then I'll look for the fat dragon again! ”

Playing the flute horizontally and blowing the flute vertically, playing with the contact between the lips and tongue and the stick, these words came out of Wang Zhuo's mouth, coupled with his inhumane hobby, how could Gan Lin not understand the metaphor?

When he hung up the phone, the pianist's grandmother had just removed the snickering smile on her face, and Gan Lin suddenly blushed, and cursed Wang Zhuo in her heart: "Muddy bastard, you are frozen outside!" ”

Fat Dragon ...... This guy went to the county seat more than 100 kilometers away to meet netizens.

Rat...... Go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors? What the hell!

"Evil Sect!" Wang Zhuo was surprised by the case, and he didn't give anyone a hard time, this is too coincidental, right?!

"Ding, ding, ding."

The mobile phone suddenly rang three electronic tones in a row, Wang Zhuo saw that it was actually a reminder text message with a pre-stored phone bill of less than 15 yuan.

"What." He smiled bitterly and handed the phone back to Wang Li, and said, "Do you have any money, lend me a hundred." ”

Wang Li paid attention to him for a long time, and he also felt laughing and crying at what happened to him, and felt in his pocket, but only found a fifty yuan and a few smaller denominations. ”

Even borrowing money can meet shrinkage! Wang Zhuo burst out laughing angrily, shook his head and said, "Fifty is fine, just let it be!" ”

Seeing the richest man take the fifty yuan he temporarily lent him, and strode out of the community, Wang Li was so curious at this time that he really wanted to follow up and take a look, what did the richest man do with the fifty yuan!

Walking through the snowy streets, surrounded by a world of snow, it is really uncomfortable to not have some music around you.

In normal times, Wang Zhuo would definitely roll down the car window, breathe in the fresh and cool air, and use the stereo in the car to play a song "On the Road", or "Dark Blue Tears", but now he doesn't even have a mobile phone, let alone electronic devices such as a walkman.

No one is holding hands, I'm in my pocket, there's no music, let's sing by ourselves!

Clearing his throat, Wang Zhuo suddenly enjoyed the feeling of being alone between heaven and earth, and a restrictive song popped up in his head.

"The next one is restricted. If you're under the age of eighteen, go home and hug Mom and Dad! ”

…… Singing a bad boy's saliva song, with his hands in his pockets, strolling alone on the snowy city streets, Wang Zhuo suddenly seemed to have returned to the time when he lived alone, the difference was that the money in his pocket changed from five yuan to fifty, and it was borrowed.

The feeling of being airy and cynical was completely back to him, and he looked around, found a convenience store, bought a pack of low-quality cigarettes for five yuan, and begged the proprietress for half a box of old matches.

Tear open the package and take out a cigarette, put it under his nose and smell the long-lost smell, he thought about it, smiled faintly, put the cigarette on his ear, and put the rest in his pocket.

Passing by several Internet cafes, he walked past blindly, and finally stopped at the door of a billiards club.

"Jiba Billiards Club ......" looked up at the signboard of the billiards hall, and he smiled: "It's a good name, I don't know if the facilities inside are just as strong." ”

He still has some impressions of this Jiba club, when a loose gun was shot all over the city, he also came a few times, at that time, there were very few people like him who did not have his own special club, but looked for people everywhere to play the cheapest betting, although the win or loss was only tens or hundreds of yuan, but it was also an important income for him to maintain his life.

Seeing that she walked up to the second floor, the welcome lady politely gave a slight salute and said, "Welcome!" Please show your membership card, sir. ”

"I don't have a membership card." Wang Zhuo replied with a smile.

"If you want to apply for a membership card, please go here." The hostess raised her hand to indicate in the direction of the front desk.

"When did you get this rule?" Wang Zhuo asked, "How much does it cost to get a membership card?" If not, can you still play here? ”

"It only costs 98 yuan to apply for a membership card." With a smile on her professional name, the hostess explained, "I'm sorry sir, we only provide services for members here, if you don't apply for a membership card, please forgive us for not being able to accept them." ”

As soon as he heard the ninety-eight yuan, Wang Zhuo immediately smiled bitterly and scratched his head, he only had forty-five yuan in his pocket, and he couldn't afford it!

Gotta take a look at another one! He laughed helplessly, and was just about to say goodbye and go downstairs, when he suddenly saw a woman wearing a golfer's vest walking out of a corner door.

"An Qi!" He hurriedly shouted at the top of his throat and waved vigorously to An Qi.

An Qi, who was lowering his head and arranging his gloves, stopped in response, turned his face to look over here, was surprised, and walked over quickly.

Wang Zhuo grinned at the welcome lady and said, "I'll chat with my friends for a while, so I don't need a membership card, right?" ”

An Qi, who came over, also heard his words, and when the welcome lady turned her head to look at her, she nodded slightly, which was regarded as admitting that she knew Wang Zhuo.

"You work here?" Wang Zhuo smiled, looking An Qi up and down, she wore a pair of tightly cut black trousers, a snow-white shirt and a crimson vest on her upper body, and her short hair was only an inch long.

"Yes." An Qi replied briefly. She raised the corners of her mouth, which could be regarded as a smile in response to Wang Zhuo.

"So, your skills should be very high?" Wang Zhuo saw the numbered coach badge on her chest.

An Qi glanced at him and raised his eyebrows: "Yes, do you want to play a game?" ”

"That's exactly what I mean." Wang Zhuo grinned and said, "But I never play a ball without a color." ”

An Qi finally smiled, but it was the confident smile that laughed at Wang Zhuo's self-determination, "Fifty or one hundred, whatever you say, the introduction fee for losing." ”

After speaking, she turned her head to the welcome lady on the side and said, "Xiaoxia, bring him a membership card and record it in my account." ”

Then she turned back to Wang Zhuo and said, "You pulled me that day, even if I thank you for this membership card." ”

Wang Zhuo was a little proud, which saved ninety-eight yuan, it seems that good people and good deeds should be done more in the future.

After a while, the welcome Xiaoxia took the registration form and a membership card, and Wang Zhuo saw that someone signed the registration form with a nickname, and honestly signed the word priest.

Although this nickname was picked up from the fat dragon, Wang Zhuo felt that it was still very suitable for him, the spokesperson of God in the mortal world, and it was a portrayal of life now!

"Priest?" An Qi glanced at the registration form, smiled at Wang Zhuo, and said, "Come with me!" ”

She took the lead in the front, Wang Zhuo found that her shoulders were slightly wider than that of a woman of ordinary figure, her back was straight, and the circumference of her waist was just right, that is, there was no feeling of weakness, nor did she dislike its thickness...... If the word "fat" is used to describe a woman, then it should be regarded as a derogatory meaning, but when it is used in this part of An Qi, it is not a derogatory or middle surname at all, but should be regarded as a compliment.

At this time, Wang Zhuo realized that he had only had two brief contacts with this woman before, and it was the first time he had the opportunity to observe her from this angle.

Coming to an area with fewer people, An Qi turned around and asked, "Eight balls, or snooker?" ”

Wang Zhuo shrugged his shoulders and said, "Eight balls, snooker is too ink." ”

"Okay." His answer was obviously expected by An Qi, "You go and choose the club." ”

Wang Zhuo hummed, walked to the side of the pole frame, the perspective eye power was fully open, and with just a sweep on the rack, he found the length, weight, gun body, and tip of the gun that were most suitable for his own all-maroon club, and took it off the club holder.

This kind of public cue for low-end players is obviously not a high-end product, it is good to ensure that the weight is uniform and there is no curvature, and several young men and women standing and chatting next to them were very surprised to see Wang Zhuo walk over and take a cue and leave.

(To be continued)