Sorry, but if you have a mine, you can do whatever you want

Lou Yi took An Ci into the No. [-] private room, closed the door, turned on a computer under the dark light, and waited for Mo Xiaobai to pull him into a team.

There are not many heroes on An Ci's account, and he bought it two years ago. The place where he has been staying for the past two years is really hard to go to the Internet cafe to play games occasionally.

The two were sitting comfortably when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.

Lou Yi opened the door and took a look, and saw a group of hooligans carrying wine bottles, idly smashing the cheap tables and chairs in the house, but they kept the computer and game consoles in a proper manner.

An Ci followed, stood beside Lou Yi, only glanced at him, and did not make any comments on the young people in the industry.

When Lou Yi met at this time, he realized that the gangsters he knew, such as An Ci and Gu Qi, were smart and reliable people, and there was nothing too inappropriate in appearance, so that he almost thought that the current gangster world The level of recruiting newcomers is not low.

The punks headed straight for the counter.

Lou Yi could clearly see that Mo Xiaobai's shoulders were trembling.

An Ci whispered, "Don't worry."

"In this group, I guess only the leader has seen blood."

"The distance between them is not close, so it can be seen that they are not little hooligans who often fight with each other."

"The boy at the back is 1.8 meters five by visual inspection, and looks very bad, but his standing posture shows that he is just a student who came to make up for the number."

"Oh!" Lou Yi looked at An Ci in amazement, which made An Ci feel a little inexplicably proud.He has been in dire straits for the past two years, and he always felt that when he led people around, he had a brain hole, but now he is so fortunate that he has accumulated a lot of experience.

The leader of the gangster smashed the wine bottle on the counter and said, "Mo Xiaobai, what do you mean?"

Mo Xiaobai stood up from behind the counter in front of everyone in the Internet cafe, his thick glasses covered most of his face, he was not tall, but his tone was blunt, "I don't want his money, just don't want it."

"Fuck me! If you don't want to drink a toast, you will be punished. Did the wind blow our boss's money? You don't even want to give it to you. Does our boss want to lose face?" The leader of the gangsters scolded.

"Go back and tell him that I don't want anything he gives." Mo Xiaobai said with red eyes.

The gangster in the lead probably didn't want to see his elder brother's condescending kindness not be accepted, but in fact if Mo Xiaobai accepted it, he would still make a fuss.

Elder brother's kindness is not accepted by others, he feels that he looks down on his elder brother, and accepting him feels that his elder brother's intentions are ruined, all kinds of contradictions.

Lou Yi was dumbfounded.

An Ci shrugged, walked up to the people, stood beside Mo Xiaobai, and said to the gangster, "Little brother, take a cigarette."

The gangster was taken aback for a moment, "I don't smoke, big brother."

An Ci yawned, with a sullen expression on his face. When he was wandering on the street, almost no one dared to come out and say who was the boss of so and so. Now, the details are so complicated that people are dazzled.

Tsk, this year's gangsters can't do it.

Seeing that Mo Xiaobai was going to cry or not, the gangster felt even more uncomfortable, so he had to take a group of brothers to let go of the cruel words and leave.Mo Xiaobai silently picked up the broken glass wine bottles and other rubbish.

Their movement has already alarmed the boss, but the boss was upstairs and saw a lot of people on the opposite side, so he hesitated for a while and didn't come down. Now that everyone has left, he felt sorry for his desk and chair, and couldn't help pointing at Mo Xiaobai and scolding Said, "It's been three times a month, do you still want to do it, I've already said it, don't bring your smoky relationship in, you're just like this, and you still want to pay in advance..."

The red-eyed Mo Xiaobai looked up at him, and said word by word, "He's not a miasma." The seven words were spoken with gnashing of teeth.

The boss sneered and wanted to talk, but when he saw Lou Yi walking over, he stopped talking.What's more, there is An Ci.

The boss has been here for a long time, of course he has seen An Ci.

When An Ci was still here back then, when he came looking for something, he never vented his anger with the desk, chair and game console. He would hand the counter a cigarette very politely, and then ask who was the person he was looking for.

When An Ci was convinced that he had found the right person, he immediately dragged the person out of the chair with his hands.

Lou Yi is an idiot who pays attention to the dignity of his friends, so he can probably understand that Mo Xiaobai wants money for some reasons, and also doesn't want someone's money for some reasons.

Mo Xiaobai knew that he was not short of money, but he didn't ask for a loan, so it was hard for Lou Yi to rush to lend it to him.

But his brain couldn't figure out what to do.

Lou Yi was very depressed.

Seeing him coming, Mo Xiaobai took off his glasses and wiped them with his hands, forced a smile and said, "Ayi, let's go, didn't we agree on the last paragraph?"

Lou Yi thought for a while, but still didn't know how to conceal the fact that he had a mine that could help him. He was about to speak, but An Ci grabbed him and dragged him into the private room.

"No, I still have to ask." After sitting down, Lou Yi felt scratchy, and felt that Mo Xiaobai couldn't hear what was said here, so he took out his mobile phone and called the boss.

"Hello? Master Lou, hahaha..."

"Don't talk so much nonsense, I'll just ask Xiaobai what's going on." Lou Yi paused, "Did something happen to him?"

"Xiaobai has been borrowing money from me these days, saying that he wants to pay his salary in advance. It seems that...someone in his family is sick."

"How much? He said how much he wanted, and I'll give it to you first." Lou Yi frowned, thinking that Mo Xiaobai's family seemed to have no relatives other than his grandfather, and the grandfather and grandson depended on each other, and Mo Xiaobai was probably forced to do so.

But Mo Xiaobai didn't want to borrow money from him, he probably didn't want Lou Yi to think that this poor friend played with him only for money.

The boss smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Xiaobai said last time that he needs to borrow [-] yuan first."

Lou Yi took the phone and transferred the money.

An Ci, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, spoke unhurriedly at this time, "The boss's attitude has changed so much before and after, and he will also notice it."

Lou Yi was taken aback for a moment, "What should I do then?" He couldn't find someone to force Mo Xiaobai to collect the money.

"..." An Ci thought for a moment expressionlessly, and compared him with three.

Lou Yi looked confused, "You want to do it too?"

An Ci smiled softly, "Cutie, I'm negotiating with you."

"Oh." Lou Yi was stunned, "Three thousand?"

"Does Mo Xiaobai play the game well?" An Ci asked suddenly.

"Well, during the last final exam, I just watched him play games and sneak around, and finally realized that I had missed the first exam, and I was too lazy to pass later." Lou Yi didn't know why, but still explained.

"You can find a friend to come over in two days, and say you drank too much to spread money in this Internet cafe, and let everyone who was sitting at that time line up to play games, and the one who wins the most will get a bonus."

Lou Yi slapped his thigh after hearing this, "Good idea, I can still watch them play games and learn routines." Anyway, he is not short of money, but he is afraid that Mo Xiaobai will not accept it. It is estimated that there is not much psychological pressure, and I don't know that he is operating secretly.

"If you're just in case, you can set up more awards, three or five, so that he can get the money even if he loses." An Ci said and reached out to Lou Yi, "The labor fee is three hundred, and the daily payment is not thankful."

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