On Tuesday, the sky still hadn't cleared, and the wind blew the drizzle into a mist, blurring the glass and scribbling the reflections.

Rong Li is pumping game skins again, and there is a posture that he will not stop if he can't pull it.

Cheng Ji was in good spirits, and he didn't know where he got the tobacco, so he rolled his cigarettes there: "Help me look at the store for a few days next week." ”

Rong Li didn't look up and refused: "I'm not available." ”

Cheng Ji glanced at him and pulled the tobacco evenly: "Play a few games less, beware of sudden death." He laughed directly untactfully, "You are a bronze, and you are abused every day, is it interesting?" ”

Rong Li threw a lighter over.

Cheng Ji caught it steadily.

Rong Li had no expression on his face, and his eyes were like ice knives: "I'm silver." ”

Cheng Ji smiled: "Really? That's a lot of progress. ”

If the eyes can kill, Rong Li has already broken Cheng He's corpse into thousands of pieces, no, it is a broken bone and ashes.

Cheng Ji continued to roll his cigarettes, he put the tobacco shreds on the cigarette paper and flattened them with two fingers: "I took a task, I have to go back." ”

"It's also a good place to look at the store." Rong Li put away his mobile phone and offered a price, "10,000 a day, daily settlement." ”

Cheng Ji put a cotton head in the cigarette paper to close the edge: "I can't make 10,000 yuan a year in this broken shop, Rong Li, you don't do intelligence, but blackmail?" ”

Rong Li is doing intelligence, and Cheng Ji is doing professional errands, which are two different branches. When Xibei International had not yet separated, there were six masters, but now there are only three left, and Rong Li is the sixth.

To be precise, there are only two left, after all, Rong Li is already a dead man in the eyes of those people.

Although Rong Li and Cheng He are not "the same door", they can be regarded as having been born and died, and they are still a little stronger than plastic. But when it comes to money, there is no friendship, no friendship at all. Of course, these are all one-sided ideas.

It wasn't appropriate, there was no negotiation, Rong Li got up and left.

Cheng Ji asked something else: "When will Rong Hai's case be heard?" "It should be soon.

"This Friday."

Cheng Ji sealed the cigarettes, but he didn't stop Rong Li, and continued his: "What are your plans after the case is over?" ”

Rong Li had already walked to the door: "I don't plan to." ”

He returned to Xiangyun Town just to see the death of some people with his own eyes, and after watching Rong Hai, it was time to go to the next one.

The wind chimes hanging at the door jingled, and Rong Li raised her eyes and saw Xu Tanxi, she walked up the stairs, her steps slow and light.

It's rare, she didn't wear a cheongsam, a white crewneck sweater with an apricot pink retro fringe skirt, and a light cyan scarf pressed half of her hair, very casual.

The stairs are very narrow, and if two people cross at the same time, it will be a bit crowded.

Rong Li didn't go down, he gave way to the door, he was 1.85 meters, and the wind chime hanging on the door was just the right height to pick his hair.

Xu Tanxi thanked him in a low voice and walked in: "Mr. Cheng." ”

She called Cheng Ji Mr. Cheng.

She is rarely called Mr. Rong Lirong, and most of the time she goes to her surname and is called Mr.

She asked Cheng Ji, "I made tea, do you want to taste it?" ”

She was very polite, but her tone was too polite and seemed distant.

Cheng Ji is very curious, what kind of family can raise such a gentle and graceful humble female gentleman. He is usually very friendly to beautiful women: "Then trouble Miss Xu." ”

Xu Tanxi said: "It's not troublesome. ”

Rong Li went downstairs.

Cheng Ji stopped him: "Drink tea and leave." ”

Rong Li ignored it.

Cheng Ji said slowly: "Let's talk about the price of the store." ”

Rong Li turned around.

The final price was 8,000 a day, and Cheng Ji couldn't help asking: "You are in a small town, and you can't spend the money, why do you want money?" ”

Rong Li sat in a rough posture and said in a light tone: "Buy skin." ”

Cheng Ji: "......"

Among the five branches of Xibei International, in addition to arms and drugs, intelligence is the most profitable. Rong Li doesn't love money, as long as he can use money to cut it in two, he never wants to have a half-dime relationship with anyone.

After a while, Xu Tanxi came up with a tray, on which a pot of tea, two cups, two plates of desserts, and two plates of dried fruits were placed.

"Slow down."

She took the things out of the tray one by one.

Cheng Ji understands tea very well, as long as it can be used for recreation, whether it is elegant or vulgar, he understands something: "This tea smells not ordinary, and it is cheap for nothing." ”

Xu Tanxi smiled lightly, only said not to disturb, and then went downstairs.

Cheng Ji poured two cups and pushed one to Rong Li: "I saw this teapot at a porcelain auction, and the starting price is six figures." He threw the cigarette he had just rolled to Rong Li, "This Miss Xu, it's not simple." ”

Rong Li lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Tobacco is not good, choke on your throat." ”

He pressed the cigarette into the ashtray and pinched a piece of pastry and threw it in his mouth.

Downstairs, the store is still being renovated, a total of four masters, because Xu Tanxi put forward some decoration requirements, the masters are afraid that they will not meet the requirements, so they invite her to come over to supervise.

Qin Zhaoli said that it was better to be busy, otherwise he would always run to send the express, and he would be exposed.

"Miss Xu," Master Chen, who was decorating, asked her, "Do you think it's okay to display the display case like this?" ”

Xu Tanxi put away his thoughts: "Can the height be lower?" Her guests estimated that there would be more children, too tall to reach.

"No problem."

Several masters continued to work after afternoon tea, and Xu Tanxi went to clean up the table.

Rong Li came down quickly, did not linger, and left directly.

Xu Tanxi called out to him: "Sir." ”

He stopped.

"It's raining outside." She went to get the umbrella and handed it to him with both hands, "Beware of the cold." "He always wore very little.

It was a rainy day, and he didn't like to carry an umbrella very much, so he often went out empty-handed.

"Thank you."

The tone was neither cold nor hot, like him, he was always very casual and casual, he took the umbrella and went out of the store.

Xu Tanxi stopped at the door for a while and turned back to the store.

At this time, a girl pushed the door in: "Hello. "She was a young girl, and her coat was old, washed white, and it didn't fit. Her hair was black and her eyes were also black, and she glanced into the store, "Is Cheng Ji there?" ”

Looking at the girl who is only a teenager, her temperament and eyes are not as innocent and splendid as she should be at that age, but a little dull and wooden.

She looks sweet, but she doesn't seem to like to laugh.

Xu Tanxi replied: "Mr. Cheng is on the second floor. ”

"Thank you."

The girl went upstairs.

Cheng Ji heard the footsteps and thought it was a guest, but when he looked up, he saw a young face: "Little sister, are you looking for the wrong place?" ”

The girl looked at him with a focused gaze: "That's right, I'll get a tattoo." ”

She shouldn't be 1.6 meters, and she looks very small.

Cheng Ji looked at him very narrowly: "Are you an adult?" ”

She took off her backpack and sat down: "Just an adult today. ”

This girl looks like a good student.

Cheng Ji poured a glass of warm water for her: "Take your ID card and take a look." ”

The girl said yes, opened the backpack, and took out the ID card placed in the mezzanine, but the action was too big, and she accidentally brought out the campus card.

Hongshui No. 1 Middle School, Class 8 of the third year of high school, Lin Hemiao.

Cheng Ji picked up the card: "High school student? ”

She didn't deny it, but just emphasized it one by one: "I'm an adult." She put her ID card on the table.

On October 24, today is her eighteenth birthday.

"Mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Lin Hemiao shook his head.

Cheng Ji lit the cigarette he rolled and smoked, Rong Li was right, the tobacco is not good, it is choking. He pushed the campus card back to the girl along with the ID card: "High school students don't give tattoos. ”

Lin Hemiao asked, "Why?" ”

He pinched his cigarette and said with a rare sense of seriousness: "I am a good person, and I have never harmed the little flowers of the motherland." ”

(PS: Career errands: A profession that gives money to do everything, please Sam Ye is the sick and spoiled Zhou Xufang)