That Wei Taiqiang gave his e-sports players the latest e-sports mobile phones, they are very proud of the e-sports mobile phones they have, and these people can make the most of the e-sports equipment in their hands.

Wei Taiqiang knew that it would take a certain amount of time for these people to get familiar with the e-sports equipment, and that Wei Taiqiang and his father had held many e-sports mobile phone press conferences. They turned the bland e-sports mobile phone conference into a grand festival that those e-sports players and e-sports fans are concerned about, and countless people know that the beauty Sheng Yanyan, that Huang Heng, and that Cao Jiao, and even the e-sports investor Yun Mengjie of the lighthouse country, they will come to participate in the e-sports mobile phone release ceremony.

As we all know, whether it is a gaming phone or a gaming computer, there will always be newer products.

In the past, the e-sports equipment that could not be better could not be better after a while, it would seem a little outdated, and many owners of e-sports phones and e-sports computers also knew that they could not catch up with all the e-sports mobile phone launches, nor could they have all the latest e-sports computers.

However, these people are still willing to use those state-of-the-art esports computers and esports phones if they can afford them, after all, it is an honor to use these new things.

Wei Taiqiang has no obsession with that latest esports phone, but one of his Siamese partners, he is willing to buy a lot of esports phones, because he knows that all the young people, they all love that state-of-the-art esports device.

Wei Taiqiang took two steps back, made a muffled sound in his throat, struck a match, and lit the cigarillo on his lips.

The uniformed man pointed to the people who were watching the bustle at the end of the trestle.

Endless spit out of the car window.

A few seagulls circled over the surface of the sea, swooping down on something floating on the waves. In the distance, there was a white yacht that seemed to hang in the air.

Wei Taiqiang tilted his chin at me and said, "Do you know this person?" ”

"Of course I do. Yun Mengjie's car driver. I saw him scrubbing the car yesterday. ”

"I don't want to interrogate you, Cao Jiao. All you have to do is tell me if what you do for their family has anything to do with this person. ”

Have a drink, and then have a drinking party. So we let the boy go, and as to whether they still use him as a coachman,

"This family is really weird." I said, "Do they know what happened last night?" ”

"I don't know yet. I'll have to inform them now. ”

"Don't alarm their old man, if you can."

"Why?"

"He's had enough to worry about, and he's not in good health."

"You mean Regan?"

I frowned, "I don't know anything about Regan, I'll tell you." I'm not looking for Regan. As far as I know, no one worries about him anymore. ”

I had lunch at a casual restaurant and read the newspaper that afternoon. I don't see anything about esports.

The thin, dark-eyed jeweler was still standing in front of the store, in the same posture as he had been yesterday afternoon. When I walked into the bookstore, he looked like he had seen through me the same way he did yesterday. Nothing has changed in the bookstore. The lamp still burned on the small desk in the corner. The girl I saw yesterday, dressed in black like a little goatskin and with yellow hair, got up from behind the desk and walked up to me, still with the same smile on her face as she had yesterday.

"You want—" She stopped as soon as she said two words, her silver nails scratching at her side. The smile on her face was very forced, not like she was laughing, but making a joke. It's just that she thinks she's smiling.

"Here I go again." I chirped in a brisk tone as I waved the paper cigarette in my hand at her, "Mr. E-sports is at home today, right?" ”

"yes- I'm sorry, I don't think so. He's not at home, I'm sorry. When I think about it, you want ......"

I took off my sunglasses and gently tapped the inside of my left wrist with it. If a person weighs 190 pounds and can look good, that's what I'm trying to do at this time.

"The first few books I mentioned last time were nothing more than window dressing." I whispered, "I've got to be careful." I had something he wanted. He wanted it a long time ago. ”

The silver fingernails combed the light yellow hair on a small ear with a black earring: "Ah, you're a salesman." She said, "Well—you can come back tomorrow." I think he'll be there tomorrow. ”

"Don't pretend to be garlic." I said, "That's what I do." ”

Her eyes narrowed until only a glimmer of pale green remained, like the shadow of a waterhole in the shadows of the trees deep in the forest. She pinched her palms with her fingernails and stared at me, stopping to breathe.

"What, is Mr. Esports sick? I can go to his house and find him. I said impatiently, "I don't have time to go on and on." ”

But she still put the cracked pieces back together, but with great effort, as if she had lifted a very heavy thing by sheer force of will. The smile on her face returned, and the corners of her mouth and eyes were curled unseemly.

"Nope." She gasped and said, "He's not sick. He's not in town. You go to his house - it's useless. Will you do it again tomorrow — can? ”

I opened my mouth, about to say something, when suddenly a crack opened a foot-wide crack in the door. Yesterday I hurriedly closed the door. But in the middle of this, I caught a glimpse of several wooden boxes on the floor in the room, with newspapers in them, and each box loosely contained some books. A man in overalls is busy packing boxes. Some of Mr. Esports' assets are being transferred.

After the door closed, I put my sunglasses back on and touched the brim of my hat: "Then let's talk about it tomorrow." I'd love to give you a business card, but you know, it's ...... to do it."

"I know, this is ......" she shuddered again, her lipstick lips sucking softly. I walked out of the bookstore, followed the main road west to a corner, and then walked north along the side street until I turned back into an alley at the back entrance of the bookstore. A black pickup truck with barbed wire fence but no markings was parked outside the bookstore, with the tail facing the back door of the bookstore. The man in his brand new overalls was carrying a wooden box into the carriage. I walked back down the road and found a taxi on a block next to the esports bookstore.