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Chapter 296

Chapter 296

Lao Wen said that I am becoming more and more curious, please tell me.

I shook my head and said that we gave you two thousand yuan, you can just use the money to do things, and don't ask more about anything else. Knowing too much will not do you any good.

After Lao Wen left, Douyazi Xiaoxuan and I secretly went to the advertising store to take a look at around 11 o'clock that night. Originally, the advertising store was dark at this time and the rolling shutter door was closed, but today it was brightly lit, and Zhou Bing and a man

One female and two employees are working overtime.

I calculated in my mind that the little wolf has now fallen into the trap, and all that remains is to trap the old wolf.

At that time, there were no night buses in Yinchuan. If you wanted to get from Funing Street to where we lived, you could only take a taxi. There were not taxis all over the streets now, and there were no taxi-hailing apps like Didi Shunfeng. At this time, you had to take a taxi.

, just one word, "Wait."

At this time, most of the people driving in Yinchuan at night were vans, and the vans were all Tianjin Daifa models. Because they were all yellow, many people called them Huang Dafa.

In the next three to four years, the main taxi fleet became the red Santana. There was a plastic sign with a light on the yellow roof, and "taxi" was written in red paint on the sign.

There were only three or four street lamps on Funing Street that night, and two of them were still out of order. People in the surrounding residential buildings turned off their lights and went to bed after twelve o'clock in the evening. It was a bit cold in the middle of the night, and Dou Sprout couldn't help sneezing and complaining.

We haven't seen a car yet, why don't we ask Lao Wen to drive a tricycle to see us off.

I said it wasn't appropriate. Lao Wen didn't have a mobile phone. The owner of the canteen probably went to bed early at this point. He was waiting patiently.

Xiaoxuan also said yes, the car should be here soon.

"Look, look what I'm talking about," Xiaoxuan just finished her sentence and pointed forward and said a taxi was coming.

I hurriedly ran to the side of the road and waved. When the yellow-faced man saw me waving, he braked and stopped.

Some of them passed by, and the yellow-faced driver stuck his head out and turned around and asked where they were going.

I reported my address, and the driver nodded and said no, it would be two yuan cheaper if I didn't use a meter.

I said I won’t use the clock and let’s go quickly.

I opened the car door and got in the yellow-sided car, Douyazai Xiaoxuan got into the back seat, and I sat in the passenger seat.

After driving, I rolled up the window and the driver turned the steering wheel with one hand. He kept smoking and smoking all the way along, making the car filled with smoke.

Neither Dou Yazai nor I are addicted to cigarettes. We only smoke one occasionally when we feel sleepy. Xiaoxuan doesn't smoke. She coughed and said, "Master, please stop smoking. It's choking."

The man with the yellow face was in his thirties, with a short haircut, and half of his arm was exposed because he was turning the steering wheel with one hand. I saw that he had two green snake tattoos on his forearm.

The driver smiled and said to the girl that he was sorry and would stop smoking. After saying that, he rolled down the window and threw away the cigarette butt.

"We'll be there in five minutes, so I won't send you in. The alley is too narrow to get in."

I said yes.

After walking for a few more minutes, he turned on his double flashes and the yellow-faced one stopped on the side of the road.

"How much does it cost, master?"

"It's two yuan cheaper without a clock, nine yuan." He said with a smile.

I touched my body and found that I had no change, only a few hundred cents. I asked Douyazai and Xiaoxuan if they had any change on them. They looked at them twice and shook their heads and said they had no change.

There was no WeChat at this time, let alone scanning the QR code to pay.

I was going to give him a hundred, and I didn't need to change it. Dou Sprout said goodbye, that's not how money is made. He said he would have it when he got home, and there was change in the drawer in the house.

Just take a few steps.


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