The ATM screen glowed with an icy color of "sarcasm", and Chen Chao's eyes twitched slightly, and silently pulled out the bank card.
Plugged in wrong!
This is his own bank card!
Insert the bank card again and read it, and a new line of numbers appears:
【Amount of savings: 0.01】
The twitching eyelids died down, and the crow's feet wrinkled and deep grooves, Chen Chao felt a breath of "friendship" facing him.
Is the ATM machine poisoned
How does this number have the same value as the red envelopes issued in the group
Chen Chao took out the bank card and confirmed that it was indeed the bank card given by Xia Nannan. He inserted it back again and inquired.
【Amount of savings: 0.01】
The unabated number is even more desperate than his new book collection, and Chen Chao feels that his conscience has been viciously deceived.
[Chen Chao's favorability for Xia Nannan is -1! 】
[Favorite degree -1! 】
【-1! 】
The dream of shopping list is shattering, and with it is the last bond of trust between people.
The resentful chest was reluctantly pressed down, Chen Chao pinched the bank card, pinched the corners of his mouth, and revealed a mean smile: "Well, this is how hard-hearted exploitation can squeeze her surplus value!"
Capital came to the world, from head to toe, every pore was dripping with blood and dirty things!
Chen Chao felt that it was necessary for him to let the characters in the novel truly appreciate the cruel rules of the game under the disguise of the real world.
"I will let Xia Nannan get up tomorrow morning and pay the daily tribute in insufficient amount every day, so I don't want to sleep!"
Chen·Capitalist·Chao Shang Online!
On the corner of the bank, there is a "little fat sheep" shabu-shabu shop. Originally, the wolf in sheep's clothing was going to eat mutton, but now he can only say goodbye with tears and reintegrate into the flock of sheep and eat grass.
In the small alley at the corner, in the bleak and deserted restaurant, a bowl of beef noodles with broth and water is served on the table.
The green coriander leaves, the weak soup, the white noodles in the rolls, and the beef cubes that resemble "supple-faced".
This is a bowl of vegetarian food for the sheep, and the sheep did not eat it, but was eaten silently by the "wolf in sheep's clothing" choked with tears.
Pay, lift your ass and leave.
I bought a bottle of Coke at the opposite shop, unscrewed it, and groaned half of the bottle.
This is one of the few luxury Chen Chao can consume now!
Then, he walked into a brand-name mobile phone store, picked a smartphone with the lowest price, and helped the store clear the inventory of an elderly phone.
Choosing a random number for the elderly phone and purchasing a cheap tariff package, Chen Chao walked out of the business hall dejectedly and glanced up at the cell phone store on the opposite side of the street that was queuing to cut the kidney.
This is probably the gulf between reality and dream, and then a police patrol car drove by chasing the wind!
Standing bleak in the wind, Chen Chao looked at the taillights of the fast-moving car, the corners of his deflated mouth rose again, and the statute lines that moved his nose appeared with deep emotion:
"Life is where there are gaps everywhere, but occasionally I can bump into surprises on the road~"
The sky darkened unconsciously into the night, and the black curtain overlooking the world shrouded, and the shadows covered by the office buildings dragged and stretched on the ground, and the surrounding neon, buildings, vehicles, and pedestrians crowded the picture cut and pulled deformed, and quietly changed. Become a huge distortion that no one can see the whole picture!
The taillights of the car flashed red and blue, and arrogantly broke into the shadows, and a few people silhouetted like "ants" walked into the unknown darkness...
The 1st floor is empty, the walls for 4 weeks are covered with billboards, and there are a bunch of advertisements for renting on the front desk at the entrance.
Sitting at the front desk is not a fresh and beautiful woman, but a dozing uncle, who is the night security guard of this office building "decorating the facade".
Nai pulls his head, hunched back in the chair, holding a radio in his hand and putting it in public.
The voice on the radio was cold and secluded, matched with the gloomy erhu music in the background, and returned in the empty hall. Without saying hello, it fell into the ears of the three of Deng Bin:
[The rusty rolling door rubbed the ground and made a toothy sound. Inside the door gap that closed slowly and firmly, a corner of the knocked over computer screen fell to the ground, and the glowing light hit the ground, reflecting a puddle of whiteness. Fat body. 】
[The body is lying on the ground, squeezing out folds of ripples around the belly, two arms against the ground to hold the air forward, but the head is weirdly warped and hung on the shoulders, the back of the head is on the ground, but the whole The neck was broken and turned 180 degrees, revealing a face twisted in fear. 】
[Gerson stands outside the door, his rickety body stands, looking down at the lying corpse. 】
[The narrowed door closed slowly. 】
[He is holding the pitch-black cloth tape in his hand, turning around and carrying the faint street lamp, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, like an ordinary old man with half of his foot into the coffin, humming a little song in his mouth, Under the dark night, he walked over the rotten wall with holes, and walked toward the depths of the community. 】
[In the closed computer shop. 】
[The fat and swollen corpse lay quietly, a string hanging down on the table, and a sound was playing in the earphones:...]
The three of them walked through the hall and turned into the elevator, only when the intermittent broadcasting sound disappeared from their ears.
"I always thought that those who liked to listen to ghost stories were young people. I didn't expect that the audience class of [Through Radio] would even cover this kind of old man who was about to lose his teeth!~"
When waiting for the elevator to come down, ** said funnyly: "I have a friend who drives a taxi, so I will listen to this broadcast on time every day."
"[Thriller Broadcast]?" Wang Yan stared at the elevator doors that opened one after the other. These elevator doors seemed narrower and longer than the usual ones, and more closely resembled the shape of the coffin. She casually said **: "The name is pretty pretty. Bluffing!"
"The last time I took a taxi, my friend mentioned this broadcast to me, saying that the previous broadcasts were all horrible stories like'human and ghost love'. The listening rate was so bad that this column was almost cut off. "
**It is also when I heard gossip chat: "Then I suddenly came back to life in the past few months. The quality of the story is getting better and better, and it is getting more and more terrifying. The listening rate has soared. Refreshing!"
"Have you heard?" Wang Yan pushed down the elevator.
"How is it possible that I am wearing a police uniform, how can I listen to such a falsely fabricated ghost story." ** licked his lips disdainfully and walked into the elevator.
Deng Bin didn't speak during the whole process, and walked in silently. He didn't want to make any remarks on the topic of "old people chasing fashion".
The elevator button on the 4th floor lights up.
The sound of the bearing dragging from above the elevator.
And outside the closed elevator door on the first floor, a rickety figure stood there, pressing the "click" key to turn off the sound on the radio. He raised his head, and under his sleepy eyelids, two cloudy and dark yellow eyes were hooked. Staring at the face reflected on the door of the "coffin"...