"No." Chu Rong said in a light voice.

What kind of hospital is he going to, does he have to fall so much?

"Well then." Seeing Chu Rong insisted so much, Song Ci couldn't say anything. Since the body is his own, Chu Rong shouldn't have trouble with him.

After the four of them arrived at the hotel, Song Ci wanted to say that she had invited him for this meal, but... as soon as he touched his pocket, Song Ci was suddenly a little embarrassed.

She has no money.

And the mobile phone that can use online payment is also out of power at this time.

Song Ci: "..."

At this moment, Song Ci finally understood that when others were so nervous that their mobile phone had no power, it was simply because they didn’t have a mobile phone to play. This was obviously... no electricity, it was equivalent to no money.

Song Ci felt that he should have some cash to find out.

Still a computer.

If there is a computer today, the power of the mobile phone will not be used so fast.

However, even though the limited-edition notebook in Song Ci's hand is already ultra-thin, Song Ci still feels that it takes up some space.

It seems that you should buy the parts and assemble one yourself.

But here comes the problem.

Where can I buy the parts? !

Song Ci's eyes were a little confused.

At this point, the four have been seated, and the proprietress brought the menu and asked a few to order.

"Do you have any restrictions, or do you want to eat?" Chu Rong asked Song Ci while holding the menu.

Although Song Ci was only incidental, you have to ask if you like it.

Song Ci returned to his senses and heard Chu Rong's words and said, "No."

There must be no, after all, as a person who eats and drinks, how can there be so many demands.

Isn't it good to eat silently? !

Moreover, even if Chu Rong ordered something they didn't like, it would be a big deal if they didn't eat it.

Why do you have to say that there are so many and nothing.

Song Ci didn't have any requests, and Chu Rong began to order.

Song Ci returned to his senses, and then suddenly noticed that Wen Kesheng was doing assembly again.

Song Ci dragged a chair and sat down, showing a keen interest in the things Wen Kesheng assembled.

Wen Kesheng is also a weird thing. Suddenly there was a person sitting next to him, and he did not respond, and concentrated on assembling.

"What is this?!" Song Ci couldn't help asking after seeing Ke Sheng assembling it for a while.

"Huh?!" Wen Kesheng suddenly heard a voice from around him, raised his head, and looked at Song Ci blankly.

Song Ci: "..."

"It's just a projector. It will be used to project the game screen in offline pk games in a few days." Chu Rong explained lightly on the side.

After explaining, Chu Rong took a sip of boiled water, Quandang was not the same person who explained before.

He just drank the boiled water out of Longjing before the rain.

"Where did these parts come from?!" Song Ci picked up a small screw and asked Chu Rong directly.

She could see that Wen Kesheng was an honest person, and it was better to ask Chu Rong directly.

But is Wen Kesheng really an honest person?

Innocent.

"Ordered by the electronics factory." Chu Rong looked at Song Ci's slender white fingers pinching a small screw, and said lightly.

But I feel that Song Banlan's cousin looks so weak, but his reaction is very quick.

For example, the one that fell him before.

However, thinking about Song Ci's reputation outside, Chu Rong felt that it would be too inconsistent if he didn't have this basic skill.

After all, as a problem boy, some basic attack methods should be available.

Chu Rong took another sip of boiled water, thinking like this in his heart.

Song Ci didn't know what Chu Rong was thinking. He put the screw in front of Wen Kesheng, and Song Ci dragged the chair back to his position.