Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 1008 Mr. Han is having fun

The big motorcycle stopped on the side of the road. Bingci took off his helmet and ran up the stairs holding it in his arms.

When he was standing at the exit of the station, Grandpa Qi happened to send a photo of his friend, an old man with a calm temperament and who could tell at a glance that he was well-read. Standing as straight as a pine or cypress, no matter how strong the wind or rain is.

The corner of her lips curled up. It was the grandfather she met at the Nandu Chess Hall that day, and his surname happened to be Han. She could probably determine the identity of the other person, the grandfather of the great master.

After putting her cell phone away, she saw people leaving the station one after another, and she began to look for targets in the crowd.

Her appearance is already outstanding, and she attracts the attention of countless people without even doing anything.

Even people who are in a hurry can't help but slow down when passing by her, just to take one more look at this young man with a clear face and a cool temperament that is rare in the world.

But she turned a blind eye to these Bingci, or in other words, she didn't take them to heart. At this time, she was searching for the person she wanted to pick up.

After the crowds gradually thinned out, Mr. Han arrived late.

Bingci was keenly aware of the few people following him. Even though those people were standing very secretly and scattered, she still found them all accurately.

Looking at the expressions of those people, they were nervous, cautious, and mixed with worry. Bingci was completely relieved. These people should be personal guards specially protecting the old man.

Mr. Han also saw Bingci. He was wearing a white shirt and a spring and autumn black jacket. He was tall and thin. Putting on this outfit, he gave people a feeling of breeze on his sleeves.

"Kid, we meet again. I will bother you all day long," Mr. Han walked straight towards Bingci.

"No, Grandpa Han, go this way..."

Bingci put on his helmet, swept his long legs, got on the big motorcycle, and handed the other helmet to Mr. Han familiarly.

How should I put it? Mr. Han's expression was a little hard to describe when he saw that the car she was picking up was a motorcycle.

Maybe helpless.

Finally, he took the helmet from Bingci and sat on it.

It is impossible for Bing Cizai to drive as fast as Zai Chengge and others, but at a normal speed.

In addition, with the helmet on, the head wind will not blow the air on my forehead.

The motorcycle was parked in a parking lot near the arcade.

Mr. Han got out of the car without changing his expression, holding the helmet in his arms like Bingci did.

"Grandpa Qi has told me that many young people like to come here to play." Bingci put the helmets of the two people away.

"That's right! You will be the guide today." Mr. Han gave her an affirmative look. There was no need to be polite. Bingci took people to a burger restaurant as the first stop and ordered a single set meal for Mr. Han and himself.

Looking at the fast food on the table, Mr. Han fell silent again and calmly glanced at the people around him. There were indeed many children and young people in love here, and everyone was so happy.

He followed Bingci's example and picked up the burger with both hands and took a bite. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

He picked up the Coke and took another sip, choking and coughing, but he held it back and did not lose his composure in front of Bingci, but his face and neck were red from suppressing it.

Bingci thought he was allergic to something and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"It's okay, it's good." Mr. Han said while raising the burger towards her.

At the second stop, Bingci took him straight to the claw machine.

Just do some gentle activity after eating.

Bingci demonstrated once first and clipped the doll out in one go.

Mr. Han watched it carefully and couldn't help but feel nervous during the clamping process. The moment the doll fell out, he laughed happily.

"Come on," Bing Ci made way. Mr. Han didn't hesitate and just put a coin in. The first time it ended in failure.

When he failed, he jumped even more sadly, but he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

As the game coins were put in one after another, he and Bingci laughed and discussed how to clip them and which ones to clip.

In no time, the two of them had gained a lot of loot.

The third stop - bumper cars.

The venue was filled with screams and laughter.

The rotating karts were bumping around. At first, Mr. Han was hesitant, but he didn’t expect it! He smiled the brightest after getting on the go-kart, looking a bit like an old naughty boy.

Suddenly the feeling of alienation disappeared, and he was like an ordinary amiable old man.

The two of them played almost all the games in the arcade, and Mr. Han's laughter never stopped.

(End of this chapter)