Chapter 211

49 cities, the place with the most myths and legends from ancient times to the present, is also a prosperous place for all people to yearn for and marvel at. There are not only thousands of years of Dynasty history, but also countless power and money.

It can be said that this is the general existence at the top of a pyramid, but song Ye is not familiar with this place.

The organization she trained in the last generation was abroad, but even foreign killer organizations know that 49 cities are the mysterious and ancient existence of China. The strict monitoring and defense here make it difficult for people to take on tasks.

So most of the time, song Ye traveled abroad, so that when he heard Qin Zhan's family name for the first time, he didn't know.

This time, she can be regarded as a real meaning to step into the land of 49 cities and truly appreciate the mystery of this ancient cultural capital.

Among the group, Zhao Chongbin became a familiar guide.

"In recent years, we have spent most of our time on the train, but we have traveled all over the country, especially in 49 cities. We don't know how many times we have climbed the Great Wall." As he spoke, Zhao Chongbin led song ye out. At the exit of the railway station, he saw a sea of people, rickshaws, vendors, migrant workers and beggars.

"Wow, it's really our capital. It's very lively." Cao Qiulan, the woman who followed song ye to get off the bus, looked at the red walls and green tiles around, and the simple courtyard, and couldn't help feeling.

Zhao Chongbin stood still, 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 has known that song Ye is also a newcomer, so she led a team of thieves to get off here very puzzled.

Of course, he would not think that young people are bold enough to rob the rich and help the poor in 49 cities.

So far, he did not know song Ye's intention.

Song ye went out alone this time. He happened to meet a group of Zhao Chongbin people on the journey. They wanted to take it with them to see their strength. At the moment, there are no clear instructions.

"You take people to settle down first, buy clothes and mobile phones, and wait for my notice." Song Ye ordered that a stack of money had been handed in his pocket.

When Zhao Chongbin looked, he was stunned by the sudden ten thousand yuan.

Ten thousand yuan. This is in the age of one or two hundred yuan a month. It's really frightening.

Zhao Chongbin immediately noticed that many pairs of eyes were aimed at him. The so-called money should not be exposed. No matter how shocked he was, he put the money into his pocket. "Cough, you are really doing well."

Dry said such a sentence, song Ye is only a simple answer, there is no sense of showing off.

He can also see that song Ye ran against him on the train just to take them back. In reality, teenagers are definitely a Muggle type.

But, "if you just give me the money, don't you fear that I'll run away with it?"

"It doesn't matter." Song Ye is very fast, very light to reply to come over.

Shit. Zhao Chongbin scolded his mother in his heart. He was so rich and generous that he was showing off.

Of course, no one can save him if he finds the abuse himself.

Later, a group of people parted ways, Zhao Chongbin with money in his pocket to eat haisai, song ye took the woman to the busy commercial street, looking for the jewelry store to pack gifts.

Compared with small towns in rural areas, the leisure and entertainment industry in 49 cities is far higher than that in infrastructure, and there are several stores of clothing accessories.

Song Ye chooses one of them at random. As soon as he enters the door, the bell rings and the bells hanging on the door ring. Both the customers and the waiters in the shop follow the reputation of the past.

At a glance, they were all stunned.

The specifications of the shop are not high, but they are usually young girls. At this time, it is a young man and a woman who come in. They are wearing, um It's very simple.

It's true that in the land of 49 cities, which are either rich or expensive, they are embarrassed to go out without a good dress. Some restaurants even need formal clothes to enter.

"Song ye, shall we go to another house?" Cao Qiulan was also aware of the disdain in people's eyes. She held the paper bag and asked in a timid low voice. Somehow, she always felt that song ye, though young, was a man who could make decisions.

"That's it. I've seen things already." Song Ye has always been his own way, at this time, he ignored the eyes around him, went straight to the shelf, took a gift box to the front desk, turned to greet Cao Qiulan, "where are your things?"

"Oh, here it is." Cao Qiulan was stunned and quickly stepped forward and handed the paper bag up. As soon as he was about to put it on the glass window of the front desk, he was immediately stopped by the cashier.

"Well, you can't put it on it. It's not clean." The cashier is a little girl. She speaks clearly and her voice is not small. When she calls directly, the whole Trinket shop can hear her.

After hearing this, many little girls chuckled, as if to mock Cao Qiulan's incapacity.

The latter is full of embarrassment, and hastily explained a sentence, "things are not dirty, it's a special product of my hometown. I'd like to package it better."

"It can't be put directly. You can choose something before you give it to me." The cashier was still suspicious, and she did not hide her low-level attitude. Then she turned her head to song ye, and she could not help feeling the other side's appearance in her heart. Then she remembered the identity of the other party and said with disapproval: "what about yours, do you want to pay now? This box is priced at five yuan." She spoke as if song Ye was about to run away after the price was quoted.At this time, several girls on the other side came over and giggled: "can we pay in advance? We are still in a hurry to attend the party in the evening. You should discuss whether to buy it or not."

What he said was also a mockery. Song ye and Cao Qiulan couldn't afford the money.

Don't say, Cao Qiulan really can't afford it. Song Ye's gift box with a big palm costs 10 yuan, and his packaging certainly can't be cheap. Although she was embarrassed to be looked down upon, she did not dare to say anything about her strength.

But there is a gap between her and these girls.

"These ladies are really discerning. This silk scarf is a famous brand in foreign countries. This year's new product is the most suitable for skin color. It only costs 50 yuan." The cashier over there has paid the bill quickly, ignoring song Ye's side.

"Ha ha, that's natural. You should choose something that is worthy of your own best. Although it is expensive, it is worth it. We don't look like some fat people who don't have the status to match the high-end goods. " Several girls chirp, and finally step on Song Ye.

Song Ye looked at the ice silk scarves bought by several girls, went straight to the place where they had just bought them. He pulled three silk scarves and threw them to the cash register.

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