Chapter 135: The Little Reporter Who Failed to Succeed (5)
"Ding Dong, complete the side quest and reward the "Ten Perfect Supplements" exercises."
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It seems that there is no wrong direction in his actions, and he has to find time to practice the exercises.
Hiding in the space for most of the day, Lan Xi will finish his cultivation.
In addition to being excited, Lan Xi still felt annoyed. The clues are broken, and with Lanxi's current methods, he can't get the real information, so he has to give up, and doing these scum can be regarded as eliminating harm to the society.
However, between the dark and the dark, Lan Xi always felt that there was a connection between the two. And it's very strange that, according to those bastards, they have already captured a lot of people, why haven't there been relevant reports?
Is it because these people have fake ID cards and have some ulterior motives, so even their disappearance has not caused any waves in society?
Lan Xi pondered, but still couldn't get an answer.
However, Lan Xi can think of this, and it is not far from the truth!
Lan Xi had no choice but to do things according to his own plan first.
This is going back to the matter of Lanxi's certificate. I want to ask Lanxi why he wants to apply for a fake certificate, of course, to fool them when he goes to buy a second-hand car! As the saying goes: If you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger?
Anyway, Lan Xi soon came to the second-hand car dealership, and under the leadership of a thin male salesman, he looked left and right, but he was not very satisfied. He frowned and asked, "Do you have any cars with good performance but relatively low prices?" When the thin man heard this, his eyes rolled, and he immediately showed a comprehensible expression, and said with a smile: "Miss, we do have such a car here, but the previous owner suffered misfortune, if you don't taboo these, I'll take you to see it?" β
Seeing the other party's apologetic expression, Lan Xi was overjoyed.
However, he couldn't show it, but showed a slightly embarrassed look: "That's it! After thinking for a long time, when the salesman was a little anxious, Lan Xi gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, go and see, what kind of society is now, I don't believe in those strange words, besides, those are all superstitious people, right?" After speaking, as if asking for the consent of the thin man, the thin man hurriedly responded: "That's that, how can a social elite like you, Miss, be the same as those villains in the market?" Lan Xi smiled with satisfaction.
Saying that, the two of them had already passed through a door and came to another hall, where there were about a dozen cars parked, which was simply too small compared to the sales area outside, but in this hall were all models with prices between 30-500,000 yuan, which was the most suitable for the purchasing power of the middle class. There was already a salesman standing here, of medium build, about 40 years old.
The thin man hurriedly stepped forward and introduced, "Manager Zhang, this young lady wants to see the car here." After speaking, he smiled at Manager Zhang. Manager Zhang's eyes flashed with a hint of understanding, and he waved his hand and said, "Got it, you go down first!" The thin man withdrew.
When the thin man left, Manager Zhang came to Lan Xi's side with a smile: "Hello Miss, how do you call you?" Lan Xi smiled: "My surname is Qiao!" "Hello Miss Qiao, I am the manager of this sales hall, what brand of car do you want to see?" Lan Xi smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I don't pick it, just help me introduce it, the key is to be cost-effective?" β
Manager Zhang was very kind and took the initiative to introduce Lan Xi, Lan Xi felt that when the heat was about the same, he casually pointed to a car and was ready to pay, but when Lan Xi took out his ID card to register, he was still a little nervous, and his whole palm was damp. Fortunately, Manager Zhang simply returned the ID card to Lan Xi after simply registering, and Lan Xi was greatly relieved.
It seems that these people don't mind who the people who come to buy the car.
After paying the money and driving the car, Lan Xi drove away.
Manager Zhang's smile immediately became serious, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Hey, it's me, the car is sold again, yes, pay attention to the follow-up tracking." After hanging up the phone, Manager Zhang showed an intoxicated smile on his face, and with his meaty face, it looked very weird! I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~