"So it's here. I've been looking for it for so long. Thank you, Zhao Qian." After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, he directly put the wooden box fragment with the chip into his pocket.
"Brother Jiang Cheng?" Zhao Qian suddenly asked in confusion.
"En? Is there anything else? "Jiang Cheng turned his gaze and asked Zhao Qian.
"You don't …" Zhao Qian wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he didn't say what he wanted to say.
"It's nothing," Zhao Qian replied.
"This Brother Jiang Cheng, he only thanked me perfunctorily … Hmph." Zhao Qian's expression instantly darkened, and then he walked in the direction of his bed.
Jiang Cheng noticed the change in Zhao Qian's expression and suddenly rushed to stop Zhao Qian.
"Zhao Qian, actually …" When Jiang Cheng spoke, he was a little embarrassed. It seemed that there were some words that he was too embarrassed to say out loud.
"You know …" Jiang Cheng changed the topic and continued. But this time, it was exactly the same as the last time. The words stopped halfway.
"I know? I don't know anything … "When Zhao Qian heard Jiang Cheng's words, he secretly thought in his heart.
However, he didn't say what he really wanted to say in his heart. Instead, he replied, "En, I know."
"Since you know, then so be it." Jiang Cheng showed a smile that surprised Zhao Qian, and then he walked away.
"What?" Zhao Qian was stunned at that moment. He couldn't understand what Jiang Cheng's words meant.
"What do I know! I don't know at all? "Zhao Qian secretly thought in his heart.
"What does Brother Jiang Cheng want to say?" With this doubt, Zhao Qian glanced at Jiang Cheng.
He saw the latter holding the wooden box fragment in his hand and lying directly on the bed.
Suddenly, Jiang Cheng glanced at Zhao Qian's direction. Their eyes met once again.
"Zhao Qian should know that I want to thank him!" Jiang Cheng secretly thought in his heart.
"However, since he said he knows … he should understand that I'm embarrassed to say thank you." Jiang Cheng secretly thought.
"En, he should know." Jiang Cheng looked at Zhao Qian's dull eyes and then looked at the chip in his hand.
"Chip! You almost made me anxious to death. "Jiang Cheng secretly scolded in his heart.
"We agreed to give the chip to Britney tomorrow. Tell me, how am I going to explain it to her if it's gone?" Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng suddenly put down the chip. Just as he was about to turn his head to search for his phone,
His eyes met with Zhao Qian's again.
"That's strange. Why does this guy keep looking at me? Is he sick? "Jiang Cheng secretly thought.
"Forget about him. It's more important to contact Britney first." Jiang Cheng shifted his gaze to Zhao Hai and took out the communication device from the latter's pocket.
"Britney, Britney." Jiang Cheng's fingers pressed on the keyboard of the phone, looking for Britney's number.
At this moment, a text message came.
"Di di di." At the same time, there was the sound of a text message being accepted.
When Jiang Cheng heard this sound, he suddenly turned over and pressed the phone under his belly.
"The sound is much softer." Jiang Cheng sighed in relief and murmured.
Jiang Cheng then looked at Zhao Hai and found that the latter was still sleeping like a pig.
"Fortunately, he hasn't been woken up." Jiang Cheng murmured.
It was very impolite to make a loud noise in the middle of the night. Although Jiang Cheng only realized it now, it was not too late.
Jiang Cheng raised his head and was about to check who had sent the message just now.
When he brought the phone to his eyes, he found that the contact name column was a string of numbers.
"This is probably another scam." Jiang Cheng thought in his heart.
According to Jiang Cheng's past experience, if it was a message from an acquaintance, there would be a name in the contact column. However, there was no name now, which meant that it was not an acquaintance.
Other than acquaintances, there was only one type of person left.
And this type of person was involved in multi-level marketing.
Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng directly threw the phone away. He didn't want to pay attention to the message at all.
"I'll call Britney tomorrow. She's probably asleep now." Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's body finally got a moment to rest after a day of running around.
After an hour, a ray of sunlight shone in through the window and shone on Jiang Cheng's body.
"It's dawn?" Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyes with both hands and murmured.
When he looked up at his watch, he found that it was already five o 'clock in the morning.
But according to Jiang Cheng's memory, he didn't sleep for long.
"Damn, it's already morning." Jiang Cheng complained a little, and then looked at the two people who were resting next to him.
"These two people are like pigs. They slept for so long, but they still haven't woken up." Jiang Cheng murmured.
Jiang Cheng got out of bed and walked to the window. He suddenly reached out and pulled.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and used the curtain to cover the ray of sunlight.
Then, Jiang Cheng's body slightly jumped up and directly lay on the bed.
"I'd better sleep a little more." As soon as Jiang Cheng's words fell, the sound of snoring was heard.
Jiang Cheng, who had just called others pigs, had also become a dead pig. At this moment, other than sleeping a little more, he was not willing to think about anything else.
Another hour passed, and it was already nine o 'clock. This was the time when normal people got up. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Bang."
"Bang."
"Do you need breakfast?" The hotel waiter knocked on the door and shouted loudly.
According to the experience of the waiter, at this time, most of the customers in the room were already awake and were lying on the bed to relax.
That was why he dared to speak so loudly.
The knock on the door paused for a second, and then it sounded again.
"Bang."
"Bang."
When Zhao Hai heard this sound, he suddenly held his head with both hands and scratched his hair. It seemed that he was a little annoyed.
"Who is it! Can't you see that I'm sleeping? "Zhao Hai murmured.
"Go away!" Zhao Hai shouted loudly, and then changed his sleeping position. In this situation, it was not known whether Zhao Hai was talking in his sleep or talking to the waiter at the door.
However, Zhao Hai's shout was really effective, and the waiter really left.
Another hour passed by nine o 'clock, and now it was already ten o' clock.
According to common sense, this time should be the time when the people in the room went out.
In other words, they usually finished breakfast at nine o 'clock, prepared things, and walked out of the room at ten o' clock.
Of course, this was the general rule of the hotel. Not all rooms and all people followed this rule.
For example, Jiang Cheng's room was such a special existence.
Since Zhao Hai lay down at twelve o 'clock, he had slept for ten hours, which exceeded his daily rest time by two hours.
The other two people, namely Jiang Cheng and Zhao Qian, had slept from one o 'clock to now, and they had slept for nine hours.
The three of them were satisfied with a normal rest of eight hours, but they were still a little sleepy and wanted to continue sleeping.
"Bang." A loud sound echoed in Jiang Cheng's ears. At this moment, it actually directly woke up Jiang Cheng.
When he woke up, he found that the light outside was a little dim, and he thought that it was still midnight.
"Let's sleep for a while more." A hazy sleepiness surged in his heart again, and Jiang Cheng directly lay down on the bed.
"Bang." The outside door knocked again, but judging from the strength and the sound produced, it should not be the waiter knocking on the door. Because the waiter did not have the guts to knock on the door, unless they were not afraid of being fired.
"Who is it! Knocking on the door in the middle of the night. "Jiang Cheng murmured in his mouth.
Because the curtains were pulled by Jiang Cheng, the light outside couldn't get in, and Jiang Cheng thought that it was still midnight.
Jiang Cheng seemed to have forgotten the experience of pulling the curtains before. But this was also common sense. If a person was in a hazy state of consciousness, many things would not be put in mind.
"If there is another sound, I will go out and beat that person directly." Jiang Cheng continued to think.
This knocking on the door lasted for two seconds, and Jiang Cheng was completely angry. He jumped down from the bed, and his eyes flashed with anger.
Which bastard is this? In the middle of the night, he still wants to disturb my sleep, Jiang Cheng? Do you want to die?
Just as Jiang Cheng took the first step, a sleepiness surged in his heart.
"I'm so sleepy." Jiang Cheng murmured in his mouth, which aggravated his hallucinations.
Damn it, I just slept for a long time, and the knocking outside came one after another. I must complain about this broken hotel. What five-star? Rubbish.
"Bang bang"
Just as Jiang Cheng was complaining, the knocking outside really came one after another, and it seemed to have an abnormal sense of rhythm.
Probably the person outside had watched too many movies, and he always knocked on the door according to a certain pattern. And this pattern was three long and two short, or two short and three long.
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang"
It seemed that the pattern of this knocking was two short and three long.
But because the person outside knocked on the door so rhythmically, Jiang Cheng's anger directly surged in his heart. He frowned, and he was determined to get rid of the person who knocked on the door and beat him into pieces.
But it was very likely that the person outside beat up Jiang Cheng. This was not certain. Who would casually knock on Jiang Cheng's door? Unless that person had eaten the guts of a leopard, or was more powerful than Jiang Cheng, otherwise, it was impossible for someone to knock on the door.
"Bastard, you wait." Jiang Cheng suddenly rushed into the toilet and searched everywhere.
"Where's the broom? How come this broken hotel doesn't even have a broom? Is he sick? "Jiang Cheng murmured.
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