Sijiu City is the place with the most myths and legends spread throughout the ages. It is also a prosperous place that everyone yearns for and marvels at. There is not only thousands of years of dynastic history here, but also countless power and money.
It can be said that this is an existence like the top of a pyramid, but Song Ye is not familiar with this place.
The organization she trained in her previous life was abroad, but even foreign killer agencies knew that Sijiu City was a mysterious and ancient existence in China. The surveillance and defense here were so tight that it became a bit difficult for people to take on tasks.
So most of the time, Song Ye traveled abroad, so much so that when he heard Qin Zhan's family name for the first time, he still couldn't react.
But this time, she could truly step into the land of Sijiu City and truly appreciate the mystery of this ancient cultural capital.
Among the group of people, Zhao Chongbin became a familiar guide.
"In the past few years, we have spent most of our time on the train, but we have also traveled all over the country, especially the Forty-Nine City, and we have climbed the Great Wall so many times." Zhao Chongbin said as he led Song Ye out. , at the exit of the train station, I saw a sea of people in front of me. There were rickshaws, small vendors, people working in the city, and people begging.
"Wow, it really deserves to be our capital, so majestic and lively." Cao Qiulan, the woman who followed Song Ye out of the car, couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the red walls and green tiles and the quaint courtyards around her.
Zhao Chongbin stood there without moving, turned to look at Song Ye and asked, "Where do you want to go and what do you need us to do?" Along the way, he already knew that Song Ye was also new here, so he was worried that she was leading a team of thieves here. I was very puzzled when I got off the car.
Of course he would not think that the young man was so bold that he wanted to rob the rich and give to the poor in Sijiu City.
To this day, he still doesn't know Song Ye's intentions.
Song Ye went out alone this time. He happened to bump into Zhao Chongbin and a group of people during the journey. He wanted to take them under his command, so he wanted to take them with him to see their strength. At this moment, there were no clear instructions.
"You take people to stay first, buy clothes and mobile phones, and wait for my notification." Song Ye ordered, already taking a wad of money in his pocket and handing it over.
When Zhao Chongbin took a look, he was stunned by the sudden 10,000 yuan.
Ten thousand yuan, this was in an era when wages were one to two hundred yuan a month. This sudden amount was really scary.
Zhao Chongbin immediately noticed that many eyes were looking around him. As the saying goes, money should not be exposed. No matter how shocked he was, he put the money into his pocket first, "Ahem, you are really doing well."
After saying this dryly, Song Ye simply responded without any intention of showing off.
He could also see that Song Ye crowded against him on the train just to win over them. In reality, the boy was definitely a dull type.
However, "You just give me the money, aren't you afraid that I will take the money and run away?"
"It doesn't matter." Song Ye replied very quickly and calmly.
Depend on. Zhao Chongbin silently scolded his mother in his heart again. It's amazing how rich he is. This is clearly showing off.
Of course, he brought it upon himself, and no one could save him.
Afterwards, the group of people parted ways. Zhao Chongbin took the money in his pocket and went to eat, while Song Ye took the woman to a busy commercial street to find a jewelry store that packaged gifts.
Forty-Nine City is no better than a small town in the countryside. The leisure and entertainment industry has far outstripped the infrastructure. There are several clothing and accessories stores in a blink of an eye.
Song Ye randomly picked a store and went in. As soon as he entered the door, the bell hanging on the door rang, and both customers and waiters in the store called.
At first glance, everyone was stunned.
The standard of the shop is not high, but usually it is filled with young girls, but now it was a young man and a woman who came in. Their clothes were, well... very simple.
That's right, in a place as rich and expensive as Sijiu City, it's hard to go out without good clothes. Some restaurants even require formal attire to enter.
"Song Ye, do we want to go to another house?" Cao Qiulan also clearly noticed the disdain in people's eyes, and asked shyly in a low voice while holding a paper bag. Somehow, she always felt that although Song Ye was young, he was a good person. Someone who can make up his mind.
"That's it, I've already seen something." Song Ye always went his own way, and ignored the glances around him at this time. He walked straight to the shelf and took a gift box to the front desk. He turned to greet Cao Qiulan, "Where are your things? "
"Oh, here it is." Cao Qiulan was startled, then stepped forward and handed the paper bag over. Just as he was about to put it on the glass display window at the front desk, he was immediately blocked by the cashier.
"Hey, you can't put this thing on top, it's not clean." The cashier was a little girl. Her voice was clear and her voice was not quiet. She shouted so loudly that the entire trinket store heard her.
After hearing this, many little girls laughed, as if they were mocking Cao Qiulan for overestimating his abilities.
The latter's face was full of embarrassment, and he hurriedly explained, "It's not dirty. It's a specialty from my hometown. It's a gift. I wanted to wrap it up nicely."
"You can't put it away directly. You have to select the items first and then hand them over to me." The cashier still looked suspicious, not hiding her contempt for others. Then she turned to look at Song Ye, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She looked at the other party's appearance, then remembered the other party's identity, and said nonchalantly: "What's yours, do you want to pay now? The price of this box is five yuan." She spoke as if she had quoted the price, and Song Ye was about to run away.
At this time, several girls on the other side came over and giggled: "Can we pay first? We are rushing to attend the banquet tonight. You can discuss whether you want to buy it first."
This was said in an overt and understated way, joking that Song Ye and Cao Qiulan couldn't afford the money.
Don't tell me, Cao Qiulan really can't afford it. A gift box as big as Song Ye's palm costs ten yuan, so his packaging must not be cheap. Although she was embarrassed to be looked down upon, she didn't dare to say anything about the difference in strength.
But there is a gap between her and Song Ye, as well as these girls.
"You ladies are really discerning. This silk scarf is a famous foreign brand. This year's new product is perfect for your skin tone. It only costs fifty yuan." The cashier over there was already paying the bill quickly and did not pay any attention to Song Ye.
"Haha, that's natural. Of course, when you choose something, you must match your own best. Although it is a bit expensive, it is still worth it. We are not like some people who pretend to be fat and have high-end products without status. ." Several girls chirped, and finally stepped on Song Ye.
Song Ye looked at the ice silk scarves bought by several girls, walked straight to the place where they bought them, pulled three of them over and threw them in front of the cashier without any treasure.