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Xia Chenghao's heart moved, he stood up and looked around, there was no place to sell newspapers here, and all the newspapers were brought in by the passengers themselves.

He walked over to the thin man, and he walked around the position behind the thin man, until he walked to the side of the thin man, and then slowly sat down, just in time to see the newspaper in the thin man's hand.

The second full page he was opening was a survey of the current state of prisons in the Mada Federation, written by a man named Gilbert, and Xia Chenghao quickly scanned the entire report and quickly read it into his brain.

It was a very useful report, at least for him now, but it was useless to just remember what it was about, he needed the paper.

It's harder to find an expired newspaper than to go back to Mars, because the most useful time for newspapers is the day they are printed, and at that time it is also the most glorious moment, everyone is holding them and looking at them with all their hearts, and the whole planet of Glis is their figure, if this time is over, they will disappear without a trace, and they may only be found in the waste paper recycling bin.

The thin man raised his head to look at Xia Chenghao, and there was a hint of nervousness in his eyes, perhaps because the young man's tall and slender figure and expressionless face made him feel a little threatened.

"Is there anyone here?" Xia Chenghao asked in Mada with a Yarman accent.

"Nope." The skinny man relaxes.

"The newspaper is interesting, it was from yesterday, right?" Xia Chenghao asked with a smile.

"yes!" The thin man seemed to be quite happy that he had found someone who was also interested in the newspaper.

"Which low-altitude shuttle?" Xia Chenghao then asked.

"Half an hour later, we arrived at the Prestige. What about you? The thin man asked.

"Forty minutes to Brilina." Xia Chenghao replied with a smile. "I actually read a copy of the Yarman Times every day. Except that yesterday I was a little busy, which made me feel very bad. ”

"Oh? Is it? The thin man looked at the newspaper in his hand hesitantly, and instantly understood what Xia Chenghao meant, but it was too difficult for him to give up like this.

"It's okay, you can watch it first, and you can give it to me when you want to get on the low-altitude shuttle." Xia Chenghao has never stopped smiling gently, "I am willing to pay double the price of this newspaper." ”

"What?" The thin man looked at the man who had such a crush on the Yarman Times in amazement.

"Willing to pay double the price for this newspaper." Xia Chenghao repeated, and a banknote suddenly appeared in his hand. "Ten bucks."

"Twenty bucks." The thin man quickly raised a high price, this price can buy dozens of catties of waste newspapers, this newspaper was originally thrown by others on the maglev train, not only read a newspaper in vain but also used it to earn high profits, the rate of return of this kind of unfunded trading is really amazing.

"Ten pieces." Xia Chenghao insisted that he was not without money, but that he did not want to easily become such a dissatisfied person.

"Deal." The thin man nodded helplessly and stretched out his hand, Xia Chenghao didn't hold his thin, pale and sweaty hand, just stuffed the money into his hand.

The thin man retracted his hand and carefully laid out the money, and took out an old brown wallet from his bosom. Carefully put it in.

Xia Chenghao was a little funny.

Ten minutes before the plane was reached, and the thin man began to intently flip through each page of the newspaper. His sharp eyes scanned the whole page, and if he didn't see any interesting words, he didn't hesitate to turn to the next page, the weekend edition of the newspaper was always very thick, this one was more than a hundred pages, and he had to use a lot of energy to find all the useful things in such a short time.

"Flights to Waiyi are now checking in." A pleasant voice came from the radio, and the thin man's ears moved, but he didn't look up, but just sped up the flip through the page.

Xia Chenghao didn't urge, but looked at the thin man's focused expression with a smile on the corner of his mouth, believing that this was the ten minutes that the thin man was most eager for yesterday's news in his life.

The wings of the nose moved slightly, the eyes were left and right, up and down, and the edges of the newspaper were pinched vigorously with both hands, and the knuckles of the fingers had turned white from the long-term exertion, and the newspaper had obviously left sweat stains.

"Mr. Ronald, please board quickly, Mr. Ronald, please board quickly." The voice of the flight attendant came over the radio, but this time it became less pleasant because of the anxiety.

Xia Chenghao knew that this thin man should be Ronald on the radio, he crossed his hands on his chest, stared at the stewardess who was trying to shout with a microphone in his hand, and then looked at the man in front of him who was trying to turn the last few pages of the newspaper.

"Good!" Ronald put the newspaper in Xia Chenghao's hand and said with a serious expression, "Here you go!" ”

Xia Chenghao smiled slightly, and Ronald reluctantly picked up the luggage at his feet and ran towards the ticket gate, waving his hand as he ran: "Here!" ”

Everyone looked at him in disgust, except for Xia Chenghao.

The young man picked up the newspaper and slowly flipped through it, there were always too many advertisements on the weekend edition, but fortunately there were still some recent anecdotes, such as the two hooligans who died in the poor alley of Qishan Town the day before yesterday, and a middle-aged man who fainted after being hit by a UFO on the bridge of his nose in the over-the-top market.

Xia Chenghao basically didn't have the habit of queuing, nor did he have the habit of cutting in line, he was still looking at the newspaper slowly, not missing a word, and he didn't even miss the small missing person notice in the newspaper crack.

He knew that the lone scavengers were using these search posters to find business.

There weren't many people who went to Brilina, and soon the people in front of them finished checking their tickets, and Xia Chenghao was the last to stand up, take the newspaper and slowly check in and enter the cabin.

This time, I was still sitting in the first class cabin, and there was a small LCD TV on the armrest of the airline seat, and a commercial for the city of Brilina was constantly playing.

In fact, the Brilina that Xia Chenghao knows is the seat of the state capital, located in the north-central part of the state.

However, the commercial on the low-altitude shuttle described Brilina as the third largest technology city in the Mada Federation, which seems to be really braggart and irresponsible.

He put the newspaper back in his pocket, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought, all the information darting through his mind, slowly piecing together a plan that looked perfect, but how effective it would be had to be tested in practice.

After a two-hour flight, the red and gray low-altitude shuttles docked smoothly at the Brilina low-altitude shuttle port, which cost 20 billion grands to build, which is said to be one of the most expensive low-altitude shuttle ports in the Mada Federation, and the largest and most technologically advanced low-altitude shuttle port on the planet Gliss.

Stepping off the low-altitude shuttle, he slipped straight into a partition in the bathroom.

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better! (To be continued.) )