Central Street, also known as Middle Street, is a commercial street located in Dongcheng District, Bac Giang City, and Middle Street is also one of the most prosperous commercial streets in Bac Giang City.

Ye Feng has been in Beijiang City for almost a year, so he has some understanding of the streets here, especially the middle street, because he comes here to shop almost every Saturday or Sunday.

Because it wasn't Saturday today, there were only a few people queuing up in front of the snack bars on both sides of Middle Street Avenue that used to have long queues in front of the doors, and some didn't even have people.

Although the middle street in front of him seemed to be very depressed, Ye Feng knew that by Saturday, it would definitely be full of people everywhere. And don't look at the snack bars on both sides of the street are only a few square meters in size, but on weekends their business can definitely be described as a daily profit cockfight. On the other hand, the rents here are also staggeringly high. The shops in other shopping malls are only more than 10,000 a month, but these shops here are only a few square meters in size.

Could it be that immortal cultivators are so rich?

Thinking of the female code farmer's car and the address of the Pet Trainer Association, Ye Feng felt that making money should be easy for these immortal cultivators who were similar to the superpowers.

However, in the next half hour, Ye Feng wandered around the middle street for a long time and did not find a place with the signboard of the Pet Trainer Association.

"I didn't even leave a mobile phone number, where can I find this!" Ye Feng touched his stomach that was rumbling at this time after being hungry all morning, and began to get impatient.

Bite!

Just when Ye Feng was about to go to KFC not far away for breakfast, the mobile phone that had been nestled in his hand suddenly rang with a text message prompt.

When I opened it, it was a text message from an unknown number.

"The association is on your right."

After reading the content of this text message, Ye Feng immediately turned his head to the right side of his body to look.

Then he saw a large iron gate not far from his right, with a lot of signs.

Ye Feng actually passed by there just now, but at that time, because he saw that the signs of the Chamber of Commerce were hanging there, he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was an office building of a government unit. But now that he saw the contents of the text message, he hurriedly walked to the big iron gate to check again.

Coming to the iron gate, Ye Feng first looked at the four plaques on the left, and then shifted his gaze to the right side when he found that there were no association plaques with pets.

Annan Chamber of Commerce, Xichuan Chamber of Commerce, Haisu Chamber of Commerce... Bac Giang City. Pet Industry Association!?

Looking at the black-lettered white-background plaque on the far side of the big iron gate that had been blurred by the wind, Ye Feng recognized it for a long time before he recognized the words Beijiang Pet Industry Association written on this plaque.

"Isn't it called the Bac Giang Pet Trainer Association?"

Ye Feng stood in front of the plaque and pondered, the association of female code farmers should be in this place.

Rongyi Company, which he has not yet left, is doing financial software, so he also cooperates with these associations, so he knows that there are several levels of general associations, such as provincial and municipal levels, so it is likely that the Pet Trainer Association and the Pet Industry Association should be one unit.

Seeing that there was a small alley next to the big iron gate, Ye Feng walked over. When he came to the alley, he found that it was actually a courtyard surrounded by a three-story building.

"Hello uncle, what floor is the Pet Trainer Association on?" Glancing at the three-story building in this circle, Ye Feng only saw one entrance, so when he walked in, he saw a guard room at the door, and at this moment there was an uncle in a security guard uniform smoking in the guard room.

The uncle held the cigarette between his fingers, shook his head in a loud voice, and said, "There is no such place!" ”

Forehead.

Ye Feng reacted very quickly, quickly flipped out the text message on his mobile phone just now, and dialed it.

"Hello?" There was a calm voice on the phone that had not changed for 10,000 years.

"You talk to the doorman." Ye Feng didn't bother to explain, and directly handed the phone to the uncle in the guard's room.

"Hello? Yes! President Zhao! Good good! I know. ”

After the uncle said a few times into the phone, he returned the phone to Ye Feng, then pointed to the stairs inside and said, "Upstairs 303." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

Ye Feng thanked him, and felt like he was climbing up the stairs.

When he came to the door No. 303 on the third floor, he saw at a glance the words of the Bac Giang Pet Trainer Association printed on A4 paper on the wooden door.

Next to Room 303 are rooms 301 and 302, which are almost the size of four 303 rooms in terms of the length of the walls. Ye Feng quietly ran to the door of room 301 and took a few looks, and found that there must be at least thirty or forty square meters of area inside, and it was crowded with people at the moment, only to see that there was a small sign on the door frame, which said City Pet Association.

Judging from the specially made plastic sign, it is much taller than the A4 paper pasted on the door of room 303, and it also gives people a very formal feeling.

"The association of women coders can't just be founded, right?" On one side, it is like a market, and on the other hand, it is deserted, the sense of contrast is too strong, and there is a kind of judgment that wants to overturn Ye Feng's previous judgment on the ability of immortal cultivators to make money.

Maybe I'm overthinking.

Thinking that the female code farmer was also a genuine immortal cultivator, even if she casually refined a few life-prolonging pills and auctioned them, she could make a lot of money, Ye Feng couldn't help but put away the distractions in his heart, and then walked to the door of room 303 again, raised his hand and knocked lightly.

"Come in."

Soon the voice of a coder came from inside.

That's right, it's here.

After Ye Feng heard the familiar voice, he immediately pushed open the door and walked in.

The scene after entering the house was a bit unexpected, directly opposite a rectangular old-fashioned solid wood desk sat a female coder typing on the keyboard of a notebook, and the position opposite the female coder was empty.

Ye Feng looked at the area of the office, except for a desk, a filing cabinet and two single fabric sofas, there was less than five square meters left. Compared to the décor and area I just saw next door, this office can be described as shabby.

Looking at the female coder who didn't know what information to type in the notebook, Ye Feng could only wait on the fabric sofa.

If he didn't know the other identity of the female code farmer, he would really think that this is an ordinary civil association, and it is also the kind of unpopular association that no one cares about, and it is estimated that if there are no members, the Civil Affairs Bureau should also ban this kind of association.

Fortunately, the sound of the female coder tapping on the keyboard stopped quickly, otherwise Ye Feng would have been sitting like a year.

"Welcome to the Imperial Beast Sect." Zhao Ziwei stood up from the chair, then walked out of front of Ye Feng and stretched out her right hand and said.

"Eh, is it so simple to join a Xiu Immortal Sect now?" Although he knew that he already had a token of the true disciple of the Royal Beast Sect in his hand, and at the same time, his sect identity in the system was already an inner disciple. But looking at the plot of the protagonist joining the Immortal Sect in the novel, Ye Feng always felt that his heart was empty, and he felt like he was punching the cotton hard.

It's not right!

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