Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 14: Potential to Be a Scumbag

In front of those prizes, there is a transparent glass cover, inside which is a pile of small white balls. When you unscrew them, there is a slip of paper inside with the winning information.

Qi Yun couldn’t help but frown slightly. With so many small balls, he’s not sure if he can distinguish the first prize.

The line moves forward slowly, almost an hour for this row.

By the ti it was Qi Yun’s turn, there were already a lot fewer small balls in the glass cover.

He ca forward and bent down to examine closely, looking for that familiar glow, but sohow it seed blocked by other balls, and he didn’t see it!

But it can’t be a wasted trip, can it?

So he reached into the glass cover, and started to move left and right to find that first prize...

After searching for over a minute, the familiar glow finally appeared in his sight.

"Hey! What are you doing up there? Choosing a wife? You keep picking and picking, so many people waiting behind, have so decency!"

"Yeah! Hurry up, will you!"

Even the staff beside him was looking at him with a sowhat strange expression.

In this situation, Qi Yun could only shalessly pretend he didn’t hear, his dragon claw hand struck swiftly and accurately grabbed a white ball.

Then he smiled apologetically at the staff and handed the ball to them.

The staff didn’t say a word, just took it and unscrewed it directly.

However, in the next second, her expression froze slightly, but she quickly reacted and showed Qi Yun a sweet smile.

"Congratulations, sir, you have won the first prize! The prize is a Huawei Mate60 Pro mobile phone!"

Qi Yun feigned surprise: "Huh? The first prize?"

At this ti, the crowd queuing behind also let out a gasp of surprise.

"Oh man, the first prize got picked."

"Damn, I only queued for this phone, what a waste of ti."

"..."

So people also voiced suspicion, like the guy urging Qi Yun to hurry just now.

"It’s rigged! This guy must be your staff, he took so long to choose and then got the first prize?"

"Exactly, I found that a bit odd too."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the staff’s face instantly turned dark, her brows knit together, she was just about to argue when a middle-aged man walked over.

He took the white ball Qi Yun had drawn, looked at it, and then said: "You take this gentleman to claim his prize first, I’ll handle it here."

"Alright, manager."

Qi Yun ignored the sarcastic remarks and went to claim the prize.

By the ti he left the supermarket, the brand-new Huawei phone was already in his pocket.

He put a few cartons of yogurt on the scooter’s footboard, about to head ho, when suddenly he got a call from Wei Yong.

"What? A traffic accident?"

"Where? Okay, I’ll co over right away."

...

In front of the city hospital, Qi Yun parked the scooter and was about to enter the outpatient building when he suddenly saw Wei Yong’s sister-in-law hurriedly coming over.

The sister-in-law saw Qi Yun and managed a weak smile to greet him: "Brother Qi, you’re here too."

Qi Yun nodded and comforted her: "Old Wei told on the phone earlier, it’s nothing serious, you don’t have to worry too much."

"When I first heard the news, my legs went weak from fright..." The sister-in-law’s eyes were slightly red, her voice a bit choked.

"..."

The two walked side by side into the hospital building, heading towards the ward.

Pushing open the ward door, they saw Wei Yong sitting in a chair, with a bandage wrapped around his arm, and so scratches on his face, but he looked relatively fine.

His wife was sitting by the bed, feeding fruit to the daughter lying on the bed.

"Sis!" The sister-in-law quickly walked over, her eyes welling up again, reaching out to hug Wei Yong’s wife, unleashing her emotions.

Seeing Qi Yun co in, Wei Yong promptly got up and offered his chair.

"Old Qi, you’re here."

Qi Yun placed the few cartons of yogurt he bought from the supermarket by the bed, looked at the little girl lying on the bed, and asked: "What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said the girl has a mild concussion, needs to be monitored in the hospital for two days, but it’s nothing serious. I just have so minor injuries, apply so ointnt and it’ll be fine in a few days."

Qi Yun nodded, glanced at the two won sobbing uncontrollably, motioned for Wei Yong to speak outside.

The two went to the smoking area in the corridor, Qi Yun lit a cigarette for him, then asked: "What happened?"

Wei Yong exhaled a long puff of smoke, his tone carrying a hint of relief: "The car went out of control, hit the highway barrier, luckily the speed wasn’t too fast..."

Qi Yun frowned, patted his shoulder comfortingly: "As long as no one got hurt, it’s good."

Wei Yong nodded: "Yeah, I guess it’s a blessing in disguise."

"Will you take your daughter back to your hotown after she’s discharged?"

Wei Yong showed a bitter smile: "What for? No need to stir up any more trouble."

"..."

Just as they were chatting, Qi Yun’s phone suddenly rang.

He pulled it out and saw it was actually a call from Little Yellow Hair.

He answered the phone, surprised: "What’s up, Binzi?"

"Umm... Brother Qi, it seems Xiaoqin is in the hospital, did you know?" Little Yellow Hair’s tone on the other end was sowhat awkward.

Xiaoqin? Qi Yun paused, then rembered that Wei Yong’s daughter is called Wei Xiaoqin, and imdiately understood.

He glanced at Wei Yong and asked: "How do you know?"

"I... saw her post on her social circle a while ago."

Qi Yun laughed to himself, this kid was still hung up on Xiao Fang two days ago, now he’s concerned about Xiaoqin.

He really has the potential of being a heartbreaker.

But there’s often a fine line between a heartbreaker and a clown...

"Yeah, I’m at the hospital right now."

"Huh? Then wait for , I’ll co find you."

"Sure, co over."

After hanging up, Qi Yun looked at Wei Yong with a half-smile: "Does your daughter have a boyfriend?"

Wei Yong was puzzled: "How would I know, she’s grown up, there are so things she won’t tell , her dad."

"Kids grow up like that." Qi Yun nodded, changed the topic, "What do you think of the guy who helped last ti, Binzi?"

"Huh? What do you an?" Old Wei asked, confused.

"Nothing, just asking."

"He seems smart, but his looks..."

Qi Yun couldn’t help but smile.

He wouldn’t deny that last part, but is Little Yellow Hair really related to the word smart...

The two returned to the ward, Wei Yong’s wife again thanked Qi Yun profusely.

At this mont, a figure furtively appeared at the ward door, carrying two boxes of high-end nutritional products.

Who else but Little Yellow Hair could it be.

Seeing him being timid, Qi Yun couldn’t help laughing.

"Binzi, co in."

Little Yellow Hair carefully stepped into the ward, placed the items on the cabinet, and didn’t say a word.

He just stood behind Qi Yun, occasionally stealing glances at Xiaoqin on the bed.

Xiaoqin’s face turned slightly red, pretending to chat with her sister-in-law.

Old Wei and his wife exchanged a glance, their expressions peculiar, now finally understanding Qi Yun’s earlier questions.

...

By the ti they left the hospital, it was already afternoon. Qi Yun got on the scooter, taking Little Yellow Hair ho.

On the way, Little Yellow Hair couldn’t help but ask: "Brother Qi, do you think Xiaoqin and I have a chance?"

Just at the red light interval, Qi Yun turned to him with a half-smile: "Why, not into Xiao Fang anymore?"

Little Yellow Hair smacked his lips, looking disgruntled: "She won’t reply to my ssages, says I’m just a kid."

"..."

On the way back, Qi Yun bought so groceries from Old Wang’s, and after handling them, he took out the tricycle and set up the stall early.

Having missed a few days, there were fewer and fewer people on the street.

Fortunately, he anticipated this, preparing only two-thirds of the usual amount of materials.

Even so, he still had to stay until after midnight before the fried rice was finally sold out, earning 160 yuan.

Given the situation, he didn’t plan to set up the stall before the New Year.

Back at the rental room, after tidying up everything, Qi Yun couldn’t wait to summon the intelligence panel.

[Today’s Intelligence (White): In the Xia Ping Village lottery shop, a scratch-off lottery ticket can win a prize of 50,000 yuan]