Transmigrated Into a Big Boss to Snatch Away the Cannon Fodder

Chapter 14

Rong Qing who was being thought about, sneezed and continued to expressionlessly play the so-called board game against the old geezer in front of him. On the game board, the white and black pieces entangled together, making it hard to tell who was winning.

“It’s your turn.” The old man urged him again.

Rong Qing unhappily shot him a look.

“Who wanted to play? You already took back so many moves. I’m not playing anymore!”

This old geezer, he even takes back moves while playing connect five!!!

Aren’t you ashamed?!

“No way, unless you admit you lost.” The old man glared as he blew at his beard angrily.

This smelly youngster wanted to run away? Don’t even think about it!

So what if it’s ‘connect five’! Is ‘connect five’ not a board game?

Connect five also requires deep thinking okay?!

(FYI, the way the writer was describing this game, it seemed like they were playing Go at first, but it’s actually ‘connect five’…. Both are called descriptor+qi. Qi is also chess in english. So the old man here is saying that five in a row is comparable to chess and go.)

“Admitting defeat is not an option!” Rong Qing’s attitude changed immediately. He picked up his piece, angry enough to engulf mountains and rivers!

Pa da. He set down his piece.

The old man took a glance and fussed.

“No no! You can’t put that there!” If it’s placed there, then he’ll lose!

Rong Qing seriously stopped the old man from taking back his move this time.

“Old man Song, have some honor. If you take it back again, it’ll be the 38th time. 37 is still okay. Don’t tell me you want me to give you a new nickname called 38 right?” (38 三八- Note: Three Eight, not Thirty Eight - is insult for malicious woman, also means foolish / stupid.)

“Ze.” Old man Song unhappily curled his lip: “Isn’t it all because you bullied my son, so I came to stick up for him. Or else who’d want to play board games with you?”

It’s not like he can win. Not fun at all.

Calling servants to clean up the board pieces, the two moved from the small garden to sit in the reception room.

Without any polite regards, Rong Qing picked out a cup of warm cocoa while looking at the old man: “Calling me here wasn’t just for getting payback right? No. It definitely isn’t.” After all, it’s not like old man Song can beat him.

“Hn! You’re a smart one.” Old man Song huffed a few times, poured himself a cup of tea, then slowly stated: “I heard last time Song Xian, that idiot, caused trouble for you because of a man?”

Ooooh? So old man Song also heard about it?

Rong Qing became a little excited, and took a sip of his hot cocoa.

Sweet! Too sweet! How much sugar was placed in this?

He suspiciously glanced at the old man’s tea.

Don’t tell me... that tea is also sweet?

The old man Song watched him on alert: “What are you doing? I’m talking here!”

Stop staring at his tea!

Rong Qing huffed. Alright, he won’t look at it then, geez.

“What? You know about it also?” Rong Qing thought Song Xian would at least try to hide it. He didn’t imagine old man Song would actually catch wind of it. Zezeze. However, if old man Song didn’t come to get pay back from him, then why did he want to see him?