Facing Leng Shaoqing's teasing, Luo Shangqing responded good-naturedly: "I'll be there soon."
"Hurry up, hurry up." Leng Shaoqing hung up the phone discontentedly, "waiting to win your money."
The place agreed upon for the card game was in the Xiangshan Club's card room, so there was no truth to Luo Shangqing's claim of "just passing by on errands."
Luo Shangqing placed his phone on the holder, the battery status clearly displaying 87%, naturally, there was also no truth to the "phone is out of battery" excuse.
After arriving at Xiangshan Club, the three men inside were smoking.
"I say Old Luo, usually the moment you hear card games, you'd be eager as a rocket flying over, what's going on today?" Nan Zhan glanced at his watch, "20 minutes late."
Luo Shangqing sat down at the mahjong table, casually draping his coat over the chair back, and said calmly: "Dropped a student home."
