I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2612 - 1633: The Finale, Yet the Crowd Lingers

He took a gentle breath.

Since the mountain won’t come to me, I will go to the mountain.

Old classmates, why bother with pleasantries?

"What are you doing?"

"Calling Wu Yufei to bother her for a night."

Fang Qing said nothing, stood next to him, and watched as he dialed Wu Yufei’s phone.

In the late autumn chill and the winter breeze, Fang Qing’s hair gently fluttered, casting shadows on the surrounding figures and streetlights.

"Beep—"

"Beep—"

"Beep—"

"Hello, the phone you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later, sorry... "

She’s probably drunk.

Jiang Chen put down his phone. Although he wasn’t sure what was happening on the other side, since she didn’t answer, he couldn’t just keep calling shamelessly.

"No answer?"

Fang Qing asked.

"Yeah."

"Probably asleep."

"No problem."

Jiang Chen put down his phone, "Let’s just go."

Fang Qing was puzzled, "Where to?"

"To her place. Han Yang Tree, Building 8, Room 1102."

"..."

Stayed for one night and remembered her apartment number?

She hadn’t noticed at all.

Is this what they call obsessive about details?

"Do you know her door lock code?"

Fang Qing asked indifferently.

Jiang Chen was stumped, shook his head, "I didn’t see that."

They exchanged a look.

Jiang Chen broke first, chuckled.

"Looks like we’ll have to stay in a hotel. But tonight, rooms nearby are definitely in high demand."

Picking up his phone again, Jiang Chen opened the relevant app, searching for hotels nearby.

As expected.

No vacancies.

No vacancies.

Still no vacancies!

Honestly, too unreliable.

He’s not the only one bringing a date to a concert tonight, but look at others, after the concert, all promptly headed to the next stop holding their partners tightly. Unlike him, standing foolishly with Qing Gege in the cold wind.

At least they’re familiar.

Otherwise, she’d have flipped and left long ago, making the costly concert tickets a total waste.

Yet he was totally unaware of the issue, looking up from the phone full of unavailable results, "Try checking on your phone."

"Isn’t it the same?"

"Big data favors regular customers."

"..."

Is that how you understand big data favors?

Whether or not that’s the right understanding, Fang Qing didn’t argue. After all, arguing with a fool is the most foolish thing you can do, no exceptions.

Fang Qing chose to pick up her phone and actually searched again herself.

And what do you know?

Unexpected!

"There’s one room."

Fang Qing might also have been wondering.

Could it be that she’s just naive, and big data favors regular customers has this kind of meaning?

Of course.

Hotel data is real-time, if someone cancels within this gap, naturally the search results would be different.

"Quickly book it."

Jiang Chen immediately said, then deliberately asked, "What type of room?"

"Standard room."

Fang Qing’s serene face showed no trace of surprise.

"Standard room? Given the artistic scenario, shouldn’t this situation be a king-size bed?"

Jiang Chen mumbled subconsciously.

"Putting two beds together makes a king-size bed."

It’s like an off-screen voice.

Jiang Chen was embarrassed.

How did she hear that?

Even if she heard, logically she should pretend she didn’t, right?

Qing Gege is truly unique.

"One room, might be a bit inappropriate."

Only now does he realize?

"Why don’t you check again, see if you can find another room."

No time to dawdle, or this room will get snatched up.

"You book it first. I’ll keep looking."

Jiang Chen picked up his phone again, fiddled for over ten minutes, his fingers were almost cramping, but found nothing.

"Let’s go."

As the crowd thinned, Fang Qing couldn’t bear it anymore.

"About this..."

The morally conscientious person hesitated, struggled.

Fang Qing didn’t waste words, started walking.

"If you can’t find a place to sleep, call me."

At that moment, he became honest.

"Hey, wait for me—"