"Don't be so stingy. You've got two A+ accounts—what's wrong with letting me siphon off some points?" Jiang Han giggled, rising onto her tiptoes to press her cheek against Chu Yujun's.
"I'm about to be sucked dry." Chu Yujun patted Jiang Han's hand, then habitually ruffled her hair. "...Oh, right. Tang Wen was looking for you. She's on the second floor playing cards with some people."
Jiang Han blinked and nodded, indicating that she understood.
A little while later, she carried two servings of bamboo-tube wine upstairs. Opening the door to the card room, she heard the lively clatter of a game in progress.
The moment she entered, she saw Store Manager Qin stroking a cat with one hand while fanning the floating tiles before her with the other. She shouted excitedly:
"Ron! Closed hand, riichi, ippatsu, all simples—two dora!"
A fresh tile sprang from the floating wall on the table and slowly flipped over for the four witches seated there to see. Then two tiles before Qin Shunying wobbled, giving off a faint red glow. The store manager burst out laughing.
"Two ura-dora."
When people played card mahjong and someone won big, naturally someone else had to get horribly unlucky.
The horribly unlucky one happened to be Miss Tang Wen, whose face was full of grievance. Her nostrils twitched, and just as she was about to say something, her good sister Chai Ying patted her shoulder.
"Sorry."
Tang Wen turned her head. A flicker of bewilderment passed through her large ruby-like eyes, already glistening with tears. Then she saw Chai Ying fan the tiles floating before her, turning them around for everyone else to see.
"Ron. Closed hand, all simples, mixed triple sequence—one dora, one ura-dora."
Double Ron, kerplunk!
Miss Tang Wen nearly fainted. Jiang Han had to