Subway line 0.
Before coming to Shangjing City, Jiang Chen had never heard of this word. However, when he saw the introduction of the subway line 0 on the booklet, he gradually became interested.
In the underground hundreds of meters deep, dig such a whole subway line, I think it should not be for the purpose of putting any nutritional mixture or food cans, and the things stored in it should at least not be cheaper than a battle channel.
The key word "the heritage of pan-Asian cooperation" in the article has attracted his attention.
Of course, interested in interest, he did not immediately take a shot. Although he is not short of money, but can't be a big man? No one can guarantee that the id card is a real id card, and the legendary line 0 really exists.
Until the opposite 001 box shouted the high price of five thousand sub-crystals, it completely dispelled Jiang Chen’s concerns and boldly bought the card.
If you let Wanpeng know that it is his own high price pressure, he has determined Jiang Chen’s determination to eat this id card, I don’t know if he will get rid of internal injuries. You know, when the 076 box shouted 10,000 yuan, he did not hesitate to take out 20,000 crystal.
In the end, it was directly shot by Jiang Chen’s 50,000 Asian crystals on the ground...
Leaving the auction venue from the vip channel outside the VIP, Jiang Chen was about to walk toward the elevator, but saw a middle-aged man coming over to himself.
Standing in front of Jiang Chen, the middle-aged man spoke with a slightly hoarse voice.
“Can you speak in one step?”
"No time."
Even if he didn't even look at him, Jiang Chen walked in the direction of the elevator.
The expression on the face of a middle-aged man was stiff and he looked at Jiang Chen and passed by himself.
Although he also expected that he might hit the wall here, he did not expect that he would be rejected so simply, not even leaving a sentiment.
Seeing that Jiang Chen was going to the elevator, I thought of the task that the boss gave to myself. The middle-aged man rushed forward and stopped in front of Jiang Chen, with a smile on his face.
The middle-aged man was in front of him, and Jiang Chen’s eyelids were lifted up slightly until he looked up and down the middle-aged man.
Three-seven open hairstyles, black suits with black ties, black leather shoes...
If this is not the end of the world, Jiang Chen will definitely use this guy as insurance.
"Don't ask Mr. your surname?" asked the middle-aged man to clear his throat.
Jiang Chen was too lazy to care about him, but he suddenly thought of something, and his mouth twitched with a slight incomprehensible smile, and said.
"Lu Fan, my name."
"Lu Fan?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He carefully passed the name in his mind and found that there was no character who could match the name of the face. So the voice could not be taken a bit contemptuously. The tone is faint, "My boss invites you to have a cup of tea."
"Oh? Who is your boss?" Jiang Chen smiled slightly. "I am familiar with him?"
"Fang Peng, Fang Manager." The middle-aged man's eyebrows rose slightly, and the arrogance of being a big man's dog's leg was born. "Have the Survivor Alliance heard it? You have this one in Ping An Street." The shares of adults. I advise you to read the words..."
Jiang Chenyun smiled lightly.
"So?"
The expression on the face of a middle-aged man gradually gloomy.
"What do you mean? Are you planning to reject the invitation of our boss?"
"When did I show interest?" Jiang Chen said faintly.
The middle-aged man suddenly smiled, and the gloomy face on his face disappeared. Instead, he looked at the side of the dead.
"good very good."
It is said that the elevator has arrived.
The middle-aged man took the initiative to retreat to the side, made a gesture of asking for the elevator, and looked at Jiang Chen with a smile on his face.
"I hope that Mr. Lu will not regret the choice of today."
"Soon you will understand that if you take something you shouldn't take, you refuse someone who shouldn't refuse. What will be the end."
"Of course, if you regret it now, hand over the id card, you can't say it."
However, Jiang Chen did not even look at him and looked up and walked into the elevator.
The gesture of contempt is as if he is just a negligible ant, and even taking a look at it is a waste of time.
The door of the elevator closed, and the smile of the haze solidified on the face of the middle-aged man, gradually distorted.
A raging fire rushed from his heart to his mind, rushing his reason.
"Grass Nima!"
A fist slammed on the wall, the middle-aged man's chest violently undulating, gnashing his teeth and cursing.
The passing pedestrians around him have cast a curious eye on him.
"Look at your paralyzed look!"
With his eyes drunk a person looking at him, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and adjusted his mentality. He blinked his eyes and hurriedly sorted out his collar and hurried away.
......
Still the VIP box, Wan Peng sat next to the red wooden table, while sipping the tea from the na, while watching the voices in the venue. The beauty behind her is as sweet as a silky, sultry onion pointing softly on his shoulders.
Although he did not take any shots, the beautiful dealer behind him did not dare to despise.
Not because of anything else, because his name is Wan Peng.
Even if her manager Ma Qianjun came here, she had to sing a respectful brother and respectfully teak him.
Gradually, the auction is nearing the end.
Good things have emerged one after another, and the transaction price has hit a new high, but it is still inferior to the previous 50,000-inch crystal.
When an n20 military power armor was bought by a survivor of the Eastern District of Shangjing City at a price of 40,000 yuan, it was a period for the entire auction.
Knocked on the door and walked into the box. The middle-aged man who had previously contacted Jiang Chen walked to the side of the boss with a sullen face and bowed his head.
"boss."
Wan Peng said quietly.
"How's it going?"
"The kid is quite uncooperative," the middle-aged man said with indignation. "I have invited him sincerely, but he did not give it. I later showed your name, but he did not know, but instead also……"
"Reversely?" Eyebrows picked up, and Wan Peng looked at his subordinates and asked.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and pretended to be grievous.
"He even sneered with a disdain and said that you are something..."
Having said that, the middle-aged man did not dare to say it down, but he stood there and no longer spoke.
After listening to the words of the subordinates, Wan Peng was not angry, but smiled casually.
"haha, really?"
"Boss..." The middle-aged man asked a little embarrassedly, "Look at this..."
"There are two ways to solve the problem on waste soil. One is to buy it from them with Ajing. As for the second one..." Wan Peng took the tea cup and licked the light tea. "From their bodies." take."