Chapter 50: The Tour Show's Opening

The next day, in the Blue Bird Bar, Xia Cheng looked at Changgang wrapped in white cloth and almost laughed.

"Dead fat," Xia Cheng laughed so hard that tears came out, "Why don't you pretend to be an Indian," she looked upright, "said, why was he beaten this time?" How much money is owed? First of all, I won't lend you a single yen. ”

Nagaoka smiled with a sneer: "It's not that you owe money...... Theoretically, she's a customer, but she's fierce. ”

"Who?"

"You don't necessarily know each other. It was a woman named Mariko Nobuta. ”

Know! Absolutely! Xia Cheng's ears immediately pricked up, and his face was unwavering: "Oh, what's wrong with her, let's hear it?" ”

So Nagaoka recounted the tragic experience of last night, and finally begged bitterly: "Sister Karen, I have also introduced you to many customers over the years, and there is no credit and hard work." I can't find any news today, and I may die on the streets at night, can you not see death without help......"

"Shut up, Sister Karen is also your name? Don't get close to me," Xia Cheng crossed Erlang's legs, "Last time you introduced a Kaizi, and as a result, five people on my side were hospitalized for a month." The medical expenses alone are in the millions. How to calculate this account? ”

Changgang's face turned green, obviously remembering that he had introduced Xu Changqing to the Blue Bird Bar. At that time, he was indeed selfish and wanted to dig a pit for Xu Changqing to jump. Unexpectedly, the pit was not dug up, but it was now found by Xia Cheng. What to do? He was full of remorse: "Karen, no, Miss Xia Cheng, I really don't blame me for this." I was beaten up by the man. The business card of the Blue Bird Bar was snatched by him. You see that none of the five of you won, and I am a dead fat man, and I can't win a single chipmunk, so what's the solution. ”

"I don't care about this, anyway, you owe me three million in medical bills. If you want to ask me for help, pay off the arrears first," Xia Cheng leaned in front of Nagaoka and reminded in a low voice with bad intentions, "There is interest on the arrears." ”

At that moment, Nagaoka's face was really bitter than a bitter melon. "I only have seven or eight hundred thousand ...... on hand now," he begged bitterly, "Miss Xia Cheng, you helped me pass tonight's level first, how much I owe, I will definitely pay it back, definitely!" ”

Xia Cheng pondered for a moment, and then threw away the printed document in front of Nagaoka. This stack of paper is snow-white, made of excellent materials, and bears the Smithsonian Museum's dark flower watermark. Nagaoka took it tremblingly, turned the title page, and his eyes suddenly widened like lanterns: "This, this is!" ”

"A copy of the security plan for the Duke of Newcastle's Treasures Global Tour, only this one, for 30 million, refuse to bargain," Xia Cheng's voice was full of the impatience of the shopkeeper, "Do you want it?" If you want to just say a word, don't just put it down. ”

"Yes! Want! ”

Life is at stake, even if you open 300 million, Nagaoka will have to admit it. He doesn't care about anything now, he just wants to pass the Xintian pass at night first and save his life.

"Remember, you owe me thirty-three million now. Calculate your monthly interest of one percent, which is very favorable," Xia Cheng spread his hand, "Come, pay one month's interest first." ”

Nagaoka made a bitter face and scratched 330,000 on the POS machine of the Blue Bird Bar, and then disappeared.

When he was gone, Xia Cheng began to dial the phone. "Hey, is that Mr. Evergreen?" She smiled and said to the other end of the phone, "The plan you wrote was sold, 30 million." ”

Three days later, the Duke of Newcastle's Treasures World Tour took place as scheduled.

The hotel hosting the tour ushered in the peak of passenger flow. Guests come to see the private collection of the famous duke from a hundred years ago. It is no exaggeration to say that each piece is a boutique. Just walking around the exhibition hall is as if you have seen the essence of human civilization.

A stocky Latino in a hat hurried into the arena, desperately looking at his watch.

Walking behind him was a tall, dark-haired Asian woman. "I'm here," she said into her phone, "and I'm about to see it." ”

She went straight to the center of the exhibition hall, where the first jewel of the tour at this time, the most perfect blue diamond in the world: the ice blue grudge.

If it is said that the best of the best, the jewel in the crown, then it must be the "ice blue grudge". It is carefully crafted into a pendant, supported by platinum, like a pear. The necklace itself is also made of platinum, delicately set with evenly sized white diamonds, which shine like stars. Its showcase is in the middle of the venue. Anyone who walks in front of it can't help but stop for a long time, appreciating its beauty and lingering.

"It's beautiful." Xia Cheng stared at the azure treasure on the black velvet and was full of praise, "If there is a price, I really want to buy it." ”

"It's a pity that the collection of the Smithson Museum is never sold to the public," Xu Changqing stared at Xia Cheng's slender and white neck, "Indeed, it's such a waste to put it in the window like this, it's a violent thing." ”

That's when two people passing by caught his eye. One is a mixed-race black man with curly hair, and the other is a tall white old man. The topic of discussion between them was very interesting.

"We have to find out if the hotel's security system is reliable," said the old white man uneasily, "and there is already some bad news." ”

"Alright, I dare to pack the ticket, no problem," the mixed-race black man tried to reassure the old white man with gestures and tones, "I've been in charge of this hotel's security records for more than a decade, and I've never had a problem." ”

"I don't want to hear your words," said the old white man, still pessimistic, "and as far as I have received, at least six international jewel thieves have flown in to the front office. ”

"It's just six thieves, and it's still far from the end of the world. As long as they dare to come, Ender, I bet you're going to be promoted again. ”

The two of them talked as they walked to the exit of the exhibition hall. Xu Changqing watched them leave. At this time, Xia Cheng's attention also turned to this side. "The reception girl in charge of the guide in the middle," she whispered in Xu Changqing's ear, "just like you, she has been eavesdropping on these two people." ”

Hearing Xia Cheng mention it, Xu Changqing turned his gaze. The reception girl was being pestered by a short, fat Fuso man with a lewd expression. She had a formulaic smile on her face, and her attention was indeed all about the old man who was of mixed race black and white.

"Things seem to be a little out of control," Xu Changqing asked Xia Cheng quietly, "That security plan, you really only sold it to Xintian, right?" ”

"That's true. The news of the Blue Bird Bar has always been sold exclusively, and this is the rule. ”

The eyes of the two briefly met, and Xia Cheng looked calm, so Xu Changqing stopped mentioning this topic.

A white van drove up to the back door of the hotel, and security immediately stepped forward to inquire. There were three big men sitting in the car. Facing the security guard, the big man in the driver's seat smiled and showed his ID and work order. "Circuit maintenance," he said to the security guard, "you called Kamihara Electrician, right?" ”

There is a number on the work order, and there is no way to fake it. After checking on the intercom, the security guard waved his colleague to open the door.

The van drove to the parking lot in the backyard of the hotel, and the three men got out of the car one by one with their bags. They entered the hotel through the staff passage and soon appeared on the rooftop of the annex building.

"This security plan is really detailed," a big man rummaged through a stack of papers in his hand, "Okay, there's a maintenance ladder here, let's go up first, and then take the A-2 maintenance channel, which can go straight to the power distribution room." ”

In addition to the difference in paper, the paper in Dahan's hand is exactly the security plan that Xu Changqing made up in his brain, and every word is not bad.