Chapter 125: The Metropolis (Part 3)
In the midst of repetition and simplicity, time flies by and soon comes to the day close to the Writers' Salon. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Because the event was held on the weekend, he had a hurried meal with Dong Jie just after school on Saturday morning, and then drove to the airport.
He originally planned to invite Wang Wanru to go with him, and by the way, the two of them could also have fun and open a room together.
But I don't know if I saw through his intentions early in the morning, Wang Wanru didn't agree on the grounds that she still had to do a title, but just sent a message before he left, and reminded him again that if she could see the wind and quicksand, she must help her get an autograph.
However, although Wang Wanru didn't go, fortunately, Dong Jie didn't worry about him going to other places by himself, so he agreed to go with him.
Although Dong Jie doesn't usually like to talk, having an acquaintance to accompany her naturally makes her feel much better than going out alone, at least she has someone to take care of.
Because it takes about two hours to arrive at the airport in advance by plane, when Xia Feng and Dong Jie go through the security check and enter, there is still one hour before the plane takes off.
The two of them didn't buy first-class tickets, not that Xia Feng was short of this money, but that the first-class cabins of this class were sold, so he bought two economy class tickets.
After waiting boredly on the seat for almost 40 minutes, Xia Feng couldn't sit still, because Dong Jie didn't pay attention to her, and kept watching very bloody American dramas with headphones, so he could only walk around the waiting room boringly by himself.
Feeling a little dry in his throat, Xia Feng found a fast food restaurant that mainly sells noodles, intending to ask for a drink.
Since the order was at the front of the bar, he only came to the front of the bar after entering, and began to look for drinks in the menu.
In the process, the two girls wearing black half-sleeved short skirts sitting in the bar were like two zombies, crooked and watching TV series with their mobile phones, and there was no bird at all.
At first, he didn't understand what the waiters meant, thinking that both of them were the boss's daughters, so the guests didn't need to look up and ask what they were eating.
But when he read the menu, he suddenly understood why these two women were in such a state of zombies.
Because the cheapest drink on the menu, watermelon juice, is priced at 99 yuan.
I like money so much, why don't you grab it?
And many drinks are included in the pasta, such as spicy beef noodle set, chicken fillet noodle set and the like, and the cheapest is more than 150.
At this price, it is estimated that many people will not talk nonsense with them after watching it, but will subconsciously choose to leave silently.
So from this point of view, these two girls are completely because they don't want to hurt the face of others, so they pretend to be invisible like now.
It's really well-intentioned.
But if you want to say that the biggest advantage between the rich and the poor, to be exact, where is the coolest part?
Obviously, you are buying something, just pick something, and you don't need to look at the price at all.
"Hey, can you order food?"
Xia Feng knocked on the bar, and the two women took off their headphones, and then asked weakly:
"Order what?"
"Give me one of these drinks."
Hearing Xia Feng's words, the two waitresses showed a stunned expression, obviously thinking that Xia Feng was crazy.
"You look at the menu, are you sure you want a drink for every taste? If you finish ordering, you won't get back. ”
"Did I say I was going to quit? I'm just not sure which one is better.
One of them give me a drink. ”
Xia Feng has the confidence to be rich, and his tone reveals a sense of impatience.
Just because of his dry throat and drinking something, Xia Feng spent almost three thousand yuan.
And on his table, there are cups of juice of various colors.
Xia Feng only tasted a small bite of a cup, but he was not thirsty halfway through the taste, and then he left the chair directly, knocked on the table and said to the two waiters who were staring at him in the bar:
"The rest of this is what I asked you to do."
After speaking, Xia Feng walked out of the restaurant generously.
As soon as he left, the two waitresses began to talk with a confused expression:
"Does that kid have a brain problem?"
"Did you really not understand it, or did you falsely fail to understand it?"
"What do you mean?"
"That kid obviously just slapped us in the face with money, just because we didn't bird him when he ordered, so he deliberately played with us."
When Xia Feng answered the waiting room, it didn't take long for him and Dong Jie to get on the plane.
The headquarters of the website is located in the city of SH, which is a well-known international metropolis in the country and even in the world.
Any property here must be in the near 10 million, if it is in a better location, even if it is sold for hundreds of millions, billions is not impossible.
Xia Feng and Dong Jie got off the plane, because they didn't have any friends here, so they couldn't find anyone to pick them up, so they had to buy two bus tickets to the city and slowly march all the way to the city.
The author's salon will be held at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning in a high-end hotel, so he and Dong Jie can walk around tonight and get a taste of the metropolis.
"Do you know the difference between a big city and a small city?"
"What's the difference?"
"The difference in quality."
"The quality is the same everywhere, there are good and bad everywhere."
"What, I was wrong, it's civilization. The people of the metropolis are more civilized. If you don't spit on the ground, you will be paid if you are caught.
There's no small advertisement to let you scan the code or anything like that.
I heard that if you get caught smoking, you will have to go to jail. ”
Sitting behind Xia Feng and Dong Jie were a pair of young men and women about twenty years old, and the men were very funny all the way talking to the women around them about the metropolis.
Hearing this, Xia Feng wanted to turn around and ask him very, big brother, is the place you said really on the earth?
Are you sure it's not on Mars?
But he couldn't help but ask after all, because even if he didn't slap the other party's face, there would always be other passers-by.
So speaking of which, he is also a kind of helping others.
Because the map software is now developed, there is no need to worry about the problem that you will get farther and farther away from your destination after asking for directions.
The two of them planned to go to the most prosperous place here, so after finding the route on the map, they found a nearby subway entrance, and then bought a ticket to get on the subway.
There were a lot of people in the subway, and it took him and Dong Jie a lot of effort to squeeze up, but as soon as they grabbed something and helped it up, a man wearing glasses next to him suddenly took out a QR code pattern, and then said to Xia Feng with a smile:
"Dude, can you help you scan the code? It should be in response to public innovation and do good deeds. ”
"Didn't you say that there are no people in the metropolis who forcibly scan the code?"
Xia Feng really wanted to know if the couple who were sitting behind them before was also on this subway now.
(I beg you with a smile, vote for the country with the monthly ticket, that is, vote for the system, and the system can't get on the classification list, and you can't get rewards, it's all wasted.) )