"Sister Xue, I like you."

This was what Chen Jing originally wanted to say. He was indeed attracted by the charm of Kong Xue, a young and familiar elder sister.

But at the last moment, Chen Jing still held back. He only said the word "happy" and stopped talking.

Kong Xue looked at him and asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Xiao Chen?"

Chen Jing responded: "It's okay, Sister Xue, I just want to thank you again." After all, he still didn't say the last two words.

Because he himself can guess what the result will be.

"I told you that you don't need to thank me. It's the sister's duty to take care of her brother, right?" Kong Xue smiled generously, then waved her hand and returned to her rental house.

When the door was closed, Chen Jing stood there blankly for a while before sighing and closing the door.

There is really no need to say some words because Kong Xue is different from him.

The heartbeat of young people always comes suddenly and quickly. It is normal for Chen Jinghui to fall in love with Kong Xue so quickly.

However, Kong Xue's age and experience meant that she would not be easily attracted to the opposite sex. She had long passed the stage where her heart would flutter because of a momentary good impression.

This kind of light and mature elder sister is rational and calm when it comes to feelings, so Chen Jing knew that even if he confessed just now, it would be impossible to succeed.

As Kong Xue herself said, she takes care of Chen Jing like a sister to a younger brother.

"Forget it, let nature take its course." Chen Jing shook his head and stopped thinking about anything else.

To put it bluntly, even if Chen Jing wanted to pursue Kong Xue, it would be a bit futile given his current conditions. The most important thing for him at this stage is to make himself better and more successful.

To put it bluntly, you still have to make money!

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In the golden autumn of September, the climate in Changcheng is neither cold nor hot, making it a good time to visit.

The number of tourists and tourists from all over the antique street has gradually increased, and there is an endless stream of people from morning to night.

Nabaoju has also had a lot of customers these days. Although there are still not many people buying, Chen Jing still wants to receive them.

In this process, Chen Jing's social experience is also growing rapidly, because every customer is different, including their way of speaking, personality, etc.

This afternoon, there were no customers in Nabao Center. Chen Jing and Zhao were drinking tea and chatting about antique appraisal.

Basically, Chen Jing was asking and Zhao was answering. He was very thirsty for antique appraisal knowledge. In addition to reading and studying by himself, he would ask Zhao Zheng whenever he got the chance.

Zhao Zheng was not a conceited person and would patiently explain everything to Chen Jing.

The two of them were talking enthusiastically when Zhao Zheng's cell phone suddenly rang. After he answered the call, he talked for a few minutes and said with a smile on his face: "Xiao Chen, I will take you to a fun place later."

interesting place?

Chen Jing was slightly startled and asked subconsciously: "Uncle Zhao, what's a fun place?"

Zhao Zheng responded with a smile on his face: "Most men like to go to places to play, which can make people very emotional and very exciting."

Chen Jing was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and then he said with some embarrassment on his face: "Uncle Zhao, wouldn't it be bad to go to a place like that?"

Well, this is a place where most men would like to play. It’s exciting and stimulating...

Chen Jing naturally thought of some places where he needed to wear his hand cards.

Zhao Zheng suddenly burst out laughing: "Xiao Chen, your thoughts are not pure. The place I am talking about is a serious place. Don't mislead you."

Hearing this, Chen Jing was both amused and helpless. Uncle Zhao was deliberately making fun of him.

"Then what fun place are we going to?" Chen Jing asked curiously.

Zhao Zheng smiled mysteriously and deliberately said, "You will know when the time comes."

In this way, Chen Jing couldn't help but become more curious.

Soon after, Zhao Zheng asked Chen Jing to tidy up the shop a little, and then closed the door and took him off. Although there were many customers during this period, there were basically no real people buying anything. It didn't matter if it was closed for a long time.

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What Chen Jing didn't expect was that the good place Zhao Zheng mentioned was actually in the Antique Street area, which is also a long way away from Nabaoju.

The two walked for about ten minutes, passed through a hidden alley, and arrived at the place.

This is a large warehouse-style house. You can faintly hear the noise coming from inside. It is obvious that there are many people inside. There are actually two big men standing at the door. They are probably security guards.

This battle made Chen Jing even more confused, and he asked: "Uncle Zhao, what on earth is this place?"

Now that everything has come to a place, Zhao Zheng didn’t hold back anymore and responded with a smile: “A place to fight crickets.”

Fighting crickets?

Chen Jing also knew about this. It is said that many people in the capital like to play, and it can be regarded as an entertainment activity that has been circulated for many years. However, the place in front of him is obviously a bit unusual. Not to mention it is hidden, and there are two security guards standing outside.

Zhao Zheng seemed to have noticed Chen Jing's strangeness, and continued: "Everyone who comes here to fight crickets likes to win a little prize, so they make it so hidden."

After saying this, Chen Jing immediately understood.

There's nothing wrong with fighting crickets, but it's illegal to hang out with small prizes or something.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing hesitated a little and said, "Uncle Zhao, it's not a good idea to come to a place like this, isn't it?"

Zhao Zheng said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's not as serious as you think. This place was created by a group of rich second-generation people from Changcheng who are so idle. It's a membership system. Ordinary people can't come. It's just people in their circle who play and get away with it."

The small lottery is still settled by trading antiques, and the cricket fight is only in autumn, so no one usually cares about it."

Fighting with crickets is also called "Qiu Xing", "Fighting to Promote Weaving", etc. Because the life span of crickets is only about a hundred days, cricket fighting can only be done in autumn. Even in ancient Chinese characters, the word "Autumn" is the pictogram of crickets.

Chen Jing understood. This was just a side effect. In addition, the circle was small enough, not for a long time, and they were a group of rich and powerful second generation people. As long as it didn't go too far, no one would really care about it.

"Uncle Zhao, what are we going to do here?"

Zhao Zheng walked in with Chen Jing, and the two security guards glanced at Zhao Zheng without stopping him. He added: "There are many ways to play here. You can keep other people's crickets nearby, or you can buy your own crickets to fight with.

"

After a pause, Zhao Zheng added: "Let's not bet. After all, it's just a side shot. Let's buy the crickets ourselves and fight."

Chen Jing asked: "Is there any difference?"

"Buy your own crickets and fight with them, instead of fighting with others for the prize. If you win one or two fights, the rich second generation will think your crickets are great and will come to buy them. The price is not low."

Chen Jing blinked and said, "Isn't this just like picking up leaks?"
Chapter completed!