Chapter 3 Little Sister, Did You Bring Money?
"Bang bang-" A knock on the door broke Song Qingyu's contemplation.
"Qingyu, hurry up, there are still two minutes, if you don't go to work, Aunt Xiuchun will kill you!" Mingke's anxious voice came from outside the door.
Song Qingyu casually pulled up a coat and put it on, opened the door and walked out.
"Qingyu, hurry up, hurry up!"
"Lead the way." Song Qingyu's eyes were cold, he opened his lips lightly, and said lightly.
When Ming Ke heard this, and then saw a serious Song Qingyu, he suddenly felt a little funny, this guy shouldn't really read novels and see late at night...... This is too deep into the play!
Song Qingyu followed Mingke out of the alley and into a restaurant.
"Mingke, go clean up the table, Song Qingyu go out to buy vegetables!" Li Xiuchun glared at Song Qingyu and fiddled with the calculator.
"Good!" Mingke heard the sound and hurriedly walked behind to get a rag.
"Qingyu, oh, your mobile phone, if you need to call me." took the rag and ran out in a hurry, first subconsciously glanced at Li Xiuchun, the other party didn't notice this, and then quickly stuffed the mobile phone into Song Qingyu's hand.
Song Qingyu stuffed the unknown small box into his pocket, turned around and walked out of the hotel.
Song Qingyu walked on the street, his eyes were a little surprised, there were all unfamiliar buildings all around, and there were sky-high floors, such a high floor, it was unheard of and unseen!
She only knew that the Soul Locking Tower was as tall as this building, and it was indeed her shallow knowledge.
Can't find a place to buy vegetables, Song Qingyu walked a little tired, and found a teahouse everywhere to sit down, although her dress was not worth a few dollars, but the innate domineering spirit of the king on her body made a few little girls at the door dare not stop it.
"What do you need?" The waitress girl came over with a teapot.
"Tea is fine." Song Qingyu's tone was cold, looking at the completely unfamiliar table and chairs, she stabilized her mind and found a place to sit down.
"Buzz—"
As soon as the waiter left, Song Qingyu's mobile phone began to buzz, but she thought it was a furnace that exploded, and jumped instantly!
"Miss, are you alright?" Several little girls at the door turned their heads when they saw Song Qingyu's strange behavior.
I saw Song Qingyu standing straight, pointing to the small box in his hand that was still vibrating, frowning slightly, and said quite seriously: "What is this, why is this sound?" ”
"Flutter-" several waiters laughed, one of them laughing, "It's a mobile phone!" ”
Another sharp-eyed person saw at a glance that the phone was a waste item that had been eliminated a few years ago, and her face immediately became ugly.
"Little sister, did you go out and bring money?"
Song Qingyu keenly heard the unkindness in this tone, money? Could it be the essence of the spirit stone used to exchange items?
Seeing Song Qingyu speechless, the faces of several waiters suddenly became ugly.
"You dare to come in here without any money, and you don't want to see what kind of place this is!" The waiter immediately shouted.
It seems that this thing is not a bad thing, so she still takes it for the time being and will talk about it later. Song Qingyu stuffed the still vibrating box back into his pocket, fixed his eyes, and quietly looked at the woman shouting in front of him.
How the people of this place love to shout!
Having rested enough, Song Qingyu didn't plan to stay too long, and was about to walk outside past these people, but unexpectedly, several waiters stretched out their arms and stopped Song Qingyu.
"Little sister, you haven't paid yet." The lead woman rolled her eyes, "What?" Still want to eat a bully meal at a high-end restaurant like ours? ”
"Get out of the way of the deity." Song Qingyu lightly opened her thin lips, and her tone was cold.
"Yo, this can't be a fool, security guard, security guard, show me her, Xiao Lu call the police!" The leading woman shouted and stretched out her hand, wanting to grab Song Qingyu's arm.
Song Qingyu saw two strong men walking towards her outside, and she was about to grab her clothes when she saw these people.
On the balcony, a man was lazily leaning on the railing, exuding an air of dignity, his sword eyebrows were lightly curled, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he was looking straight at the interesting things downstairs, with a look of interest in his eyes.