The Outcast

Chapter 88: the night before

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Although she was a little worried about the young, gentle and rich... bad young guest, Bai Qi didn't know if Boss Zhao had spared the other party, because when they knew about the shooting at the door of the clubhouse, the police had already arrived. After the shooting, the Xingchen Club was only closed for three hours before reopening. I have to say that the owner behind the club is a very powerful player in Linhai Prefecture.

Bai Qi frowned slightly, thinking of the boy who saw him dancing for two hours and then tossing him like a girl, and thinking of the face of the other party who finally fell asleep sweetly in his arms, he felt a little uneasy. But she is just a woman who earns a living at the bottom of the society. Apart from asking around, it is impossible to give birth to help each other.

She was not used to staying in her own rest room, although it was the exclusive treatment of these high-class prostitutes, but she always felt that it was too deserted there. It was the lounge where Xu Le played cards at noon. Everyone felt a little weird tonight. Something went wrong in the afternoon. It was expected that the club's business at night would be much worse, but why is it almost eight o'clock? No one lights Bai Qi's clock yet

"Qiqi, come to the general manager's office."

A gentle voice came from the communicator, which seemed to belong to the boss, and the girls in the lounge became nervous and glanced at Bai Qi. Bai Qi gave a wry smile, not knowing what happened, and went directly to the third floor.

The boss's room on the third floor. Bai Qi only came here once when she signed the contract. When she came in tonight, she saw an old man with gray hair. The usually stern boss, at this time, was pouring tea for the old man with great humility. Bai Qi was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was going to serve this old big man, right

Butler Jin turned around when he heard the footsteps, and looked at Bai Qi from head to toe as seriously as he was looking at a work of art. I don't know when, the owner of the club quietly left, and there were only two people left in this room, Bai Qi and Butler Jin. Bai Qi has been immersed in the entertainment scene for a long time, and I don't know how many men I have seen, but facing the eyes of this old man, she began to get nervous, and she felt that under the calm eyes of the other party, she was not wearing any clothes at all, and she was naked. , like a baby.

After a long time, Butler Jin nodded with satisfaction, and asked gently, "How long have you been in this business?"

"A year and a half." For some reason, Bai Qi nervously answered the question.

"I've seen your medical report, and you're a very careful girl." Butler Jin smiled and said, "don't be nervous, I'm just here to see you. Do you remember that young man this morning?"

"Remember." Bai Qi became more and more nervous.

"That's my young master." Butler Jin took out an envelope from the pocket of his dress and instructed: "So from today onwards, don't do it again. The address is written on the envelope, it is your future house, and there is a check in it. , thanks to our family."

Bai Qi couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and stared at the old man blankly.

Butler Jin paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I hope you don't misunderstand anything, we don't want to control your life. You can fall in love freely. In that case, please return this key... If you are willing to wait for the young master in that house Come, please live in that house."

Butler Jin frowned slightly and said, "but I hope your choice can be prudent and long-lasting. If you decide not to live in that house, please notify in advance so that nothing unpleasant will happen."

"Trust me." Butler Jin finished this, looked at her with a gentle smile, and said softly, "You are the luckiest girl in the Federation in twenty years."

The very gentle words made Bai Qi feel endless pressure and tension, so that she didn't know when Butler Jin left, nor did she hear the last words of the other party. She walked back to the lounge a little bewildered and looked at the sisters who were chatting and asking about her, and then she remembered to look at the envelope.

The first thing she saw was the address on the envelope, and she recognized at a glance that this address was the most expensive garden area for the rich in Linhai Prefecture, and she couldn't help but take a breath. Opening the envelope, she saw the check, and nervously began to count the zeros behind the number for a long time until she felt that she must be dazzled.

Every zero is like a small hammer of happiness, hitting Bai Qi's long-numbed heart. She holds the key and the check with trembling hands, thinking of the virgin who occasionally rises up to receive in the morning, with dark eyes and happiness passed out.

All the problems are in the H1 area.

Xu Le supported his chin, leaned against the edge of the black mecha operating cabin, looked at the high ceiling above his head, and thought so in his heart. For so many days, apart from him and Tai Zhiyuan, at least at night, no other students have come in. This phenomenon has already caught his attention, because even in the most advanced laboratory of Ewha University, it is impossible for only himself and Tai Zhiyuan to have the right to enter.

It seems that the H1 area is not an ordinary place, and the kid with the surname Tai is indeed not an ordinary person.

Xu Le subconsciously touched the place where the chip was planted on the back of his neck. The average federal citizen has long regarded the chip in his body as an organ that will accompany him for life. There is no rejection, no curiosity, and sometimes he can't even think about it. , let alone touch it... He is different, a fake chip is planted on the back of his neck, and there are many chips in the metal bracelet on his left hand.

Since this camouflage chip in the body can enter the unusual place of the H1 area, at least it means that the manufacturer of the chip, Uncle Feng Yu, has written to this chip, so that the H1 recognition system can give this chip access permission.

Xu Le scratched his hair with a headache, but there was no coffee cup in his hand. The operating procedures of the First Charter are completely open and transparent, and it is impossible for the human body chip to be written into. It can only be classified and identified by the three-layer monitoring network and given different permissions. Xu Le didn't know how the uncle did this, but he thought that since he could even make fakes, anything that violated the known common sense or laws of human beings might be nothing in front of the uncle.

Tai Zhiyuan didn't come to the H1 area tonight, and Xu Le waited for a long time without waiting for the voice on the intercom. Maybe the other party doesn't know how to answer their own questions? Xu Le frowned and laughed helplessly. He was really curious about the identity of the other party, but in fact he was more worried - he always thought that he had a boring conflict with the Zou brothers and sisters, and dragged the weak Tai Zhiyuan in. Know if there will be any trouble with the other's family.

After thinking silently for a long time, Xu Le gave up thinking about the chip on the back of his neck and the H1 area, and began to think of these friends he met at Ewha University this year.

For some reason, he always had a thought that made him feel down, just like when he was with Zhang Xiaomeng before. Maybe from today, the rich boy who likes to eat oil cakes will disappear from his life. He comforted himself, after all, he was not from the same world, and it was not bad to have been together before.

I have to say that Xu Le, who grew up in the remote and desolate Donglin District, still has some faint inferiority in his bones, especially when he came to the capital star circle, those buildings, those equipment in the laboratory, those people Or those things, reminding him that he is still just that country bumpkin, even if his practical machine courses are better than those of the formal students, and even his few poor friends seem to have some great backgrounds.

It is precisely because of this inferiority that he is so strong and persistent in front of Zhang Xiaomeng, as well as his sharp remarks that are completely inconsistent with his nature.

Thinking of Zhang Xiaomeng, the lights in the H1 area were much darker in Xu Le's eyes. He stared listlessly at the soft white overhead lights, his hands quickly assembling something beside him, without even looking at it.

His hands are assembling an antique realistic system, which he ordered from Nutshell Motor Company for one million federal dollars. Thanks to the unobstructed logistics channels of the Federation, it only took half a day to complete this antique system. into his hands. The instructions and structure diagrams had already been engraved in his mind, and with the help of the metal touch from his fingertips, he quickly assembled those parts together, as if he was not worried at all about making mistakes.

One million federal dollars can buy a very nice apartment in Linhai. Hearing the sound of three long beeps, Xu Le knew that the assembly had been successful, but he thought of this sentence in his mind. This million is the banknotes in the Sanlin Union Bank card left to him by the uncle. He originally planned to save it to buy a house in the future for himself and Zhang Xiaomeng, but now it seems that the hostess of that room is abnormal Strangely suddenly changed his mind, so he ordered the system in silence and anger.

He is not one of those women, and spending all the money in his hands can't make his depressed mood any better. Putting aside the immersive system that was as soft as skin, but heavier than a wrestler, he unzipped his backpack, took out the electronic components he had prepared for months, and silently began to assemble another tool.

This time Xu Le was obviously a lot more careful. He gently pushed the metal bracelet, and a faint light beam shot out, showing a very detailed and complicated structure diagram on the smooth inner surface of the mecha. He stared at the structural diagram, carefully assembling the components in his hands that were dismantled from various common tools of the Federation, without blinking, very seriously.

Xu Le is in a bad mood, 50% is because of Zhang Xiaomeng, 30% is because of what happened today and Tai Zhiyuan, and the remaining 20% is because of his fear, he doesn't know himself Where will his life go in the future, a flame has been rising in his heart, but he has never been able to find a way to vent.

Getting used to it, he seemed to have returned to the operating room under the mine pit in Donglin District, lowered his head silently and focused on repairing everything he could repair, and calmed down his mood in that microscopic and quiet world where no one disturbed him.

Time was fading away in the process of his concentrated work. He didn't know that it was almost dawn outside, and he didn't know that in the Ewha University Complex, which was separated by a wall from the H1 area, preparations for the next day's mecha show had already begun. A mecha performance by the proud and confident officers and students of a military academy.