I'm afraid there isn't any woman in the world who would actually walk into a dark room deep inside a small business mall when the boss looked up and said, "You can wait in the back room."
Of course Xie Feng didn't move. She was still standing at the gate. Outside was the blue-grey road. If there was any problem, she only needed to take a step out and she could run out along the road. She wiped her sweat and said with a smile:
"No, thank you. I'll just wait here. It seems like it's going to rain and it's too hot. How long will it take for him to arrive?"
It turns out that this boss is not a snakehead. The supermarket is just an intermediate station used by the snakehead to contact and meet. The boss doesn't seem to know the true meaning of "buying a ticket", but he thinks that the snakehead will pay him some hard work in exchange for his cooperation.
And not to delve into it.
The boss didn't seem to care where Xie Feng was standing waiting. He picked up his cell phone and made a call. "Hey, someone is looking for you to buy a ticket..." He said while still staring at the card game on the computer. "
Yes, a woman, she said the person who introduced her here is called Chen Qingqing. When will you arrive? Okay, I got it."
Xie Feng's ears stood high.
The boss hung up the phone, threw the phone on the table, and said, "About ten minutes."
Xie Feng looked at the mobile phone.
It was an old model and would leak sound when talking on the phone. When her boss called her just now, although she couldn't hear her clearly, she could vaguely hear the person on the other end of the phone speaking with an imperial accent.
Just the imperial accent itself does not mean that he must be an official. After all, the Siping Empire has a population of hundreds of millions, and naturally there are all kinds of people from all walks of life - not to mention, a person who is a snakehead must have connections to do it.
In this industry, since the City of Tears was dedicated to the Siping Empire with both hands, the people with the most connections and connections are of course the people from the Empire.
Xie Feng also admitted that the reason why she risked staying after hearing the imperial accent was that the temptation to escape was too great.
"...He is from the Empire, why does he come here to do business?" She asked casually.
"Go wherever you can find money." The boss is undoubtedly a local, but he seems to have no idea about the Imperial people.
"How long have you been doing this?"
The boss was still playing cards, and after a few seconds he said, "Huh? I've been running this store for more than ten years."
"No, I mean he..."
"Oh, how could I know so clearly," the boss said nonchalantly, "maybe half a year or a year."
Xie Feng had nothing to say, she could only wait silently in the low-pressure heat, her eyes constantly scanning the streets and alleys - as long as there was any abnormal movement, she would run away. The supermarket was located in a narrow and narrow place.
In the winding old streets, some wide-angle traffic mirrors were set up. There was one not far from the door of the supermarket. From the mirror, she could see a large area.
The sky outside is gradually covered with gray clouds, and it looks like there is another summer rain. The air is sticky, humid, and hot, and it feels oppressive on the skin, as if you can lift off a layer of the thick air with your hands.
, she longed for it to rain soon.
"There are very few single people like you who go abroad to work." The boss played cards for a while and said abruptly: "Usually they are couples, little sisters. They go together and have a companion."
"Are many people leaving?" Xie Feng asked immediately.
"There have been quite a few in the past few months," the boss replied, "There are more than a dozen people who have found me here, and many women are not willing to stay here. Well, actually, let me tell you, it's not that serious at all. Who is the official above?
We’re not living the same life, so what’s there to be afraid of?”
"However, both universities and companies have begun to reduce their recruitment quotas." Xie Feng couldn't help but whisper. This is just the first step, everyone can see it.
The boss seemed disapproving: "Then don't go, you can't live without doing anything."
Of course he knew about it, because in front of his store, there was a row of posters for community promotion, saying "Return to the family and cultivate a healthy next generation", "There is a division of labor between men and women, the society will be more peaceful", "Intermarriage has good benefits,
Under slogans such as "Double Household Registration for Children", the smiling male and female models playing the role of husband and wife are faces that Xie Feng has grown tired of seeing recently.
"It is very popular for women nowadays to enter the workplace and compete with men for positions and resources." A well-known talk show host in the empire once made such a joke: "In the company, the boss has to pay them wages and go home.
, I still have to hand over my salary to my wife, it’s so lucky to be a woman!”
After the surrender, there were basically no programs speaking the local dialect of the City of Tears on TV. Most of the locals had an accent in the Imperial dialect, which was not good enough by Imperial standards, so a large number of Imperial TV programs filled the gap.
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At that time, Xie Feng settled in the capsule hotel, and many locals from Tear City gathered in front of the TV in the lobby. They all laughed after hearing this joke.
The boss started another poker game, and Xie Feng said no more.
She had never left the City of Tears in her entire life and knew very little about other countries; the reason why she was determined to leave was actually quite ridiculous - when the neighboring star was being destroyed, emergency news and news from various countries were broadcast around the clock on TV.
Comment, she once heard one of the male hosts refer to Neighbor as "sister planet".
Xie Feng slowly let out a long breath, and once again glanced at the wide-angle lens not far away - and then his whole body froze.
...How did that fat man on the train find his way all the way here?
After getting rid of him at the station, she actually walked back a lot, maybe she was seen at that time; and it wasn't long before she walked into this supermarket. If he had been quietly following behind because of a grudge, she would now
I just saw him, so it is indeed very possible.
Seeing the man looking around, searching and walking towards the supermarket, Xie Feng's mind was confused for a moment. He quickly pretended to look at the goods, walked a few steps between the shelves, hid in the shadows, and kept staring.
Looking at the wide-angle mirror outside the door.
What should I do? Should I say hello to the shop owner first? They are in a shady business. What if they don’t do her business out of caution?
At this moment, the door of the supermarket went dark, and a man walked in from the sky. Xie Feng was shocked and immediately realized that the man who walked in was not the fat man - the man was of medium height, with a fluffy and fashionable hairstyle.
He opened his mouth and asked the shop owner: "Is there anyone buying a ticket? Where is the person?"
It's a snakehead!
Xie Feng breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at him quickly, and felt that he didn't look like an official, so he called out: "I'm here."
The smuggler followed the sound and turned to look at her. He looked to be in his early thirties at most. Xie Feng couldn't care less about his appearance and said hurriedly: "Is it convenient for us to go to the back room to talk?"
The snakehead extended his hand and walked into the back of the supermarket in a familiar manner.
Xie Feng followed him, looked at his walking posture, and finally felt relieved. In the past two years, she had escaped from security soldiers, coalition forces | police officers countless times, and she had learned how to do so.
How to identify that type of people? Even if they don't wear uniforms, they still have a unique temperament - in the words of a friend of hers on the street, "even if they walk into a crowded night market, they will not look away from others."
”.
This smuggler seems to be just a civilian.
Xie Feng turned around and glanced at the door of the supermarket, and found that the fat man had already walked to the door and was scanning the road opposite the supermarket; she hurriedly followed him and followed the snake head into a door.
Behind the small wooden door.
He reached out and turned on the light, then closed the door behind Xie Feng with a "dong" sound.
...This room is very small. It seems to be used by the shop owner for a break. There is a narrow bed along the wall. The tables and chairs are crowded, and there is almost no room to stand. The only place that is a little unusual is the back room.
There is also a back door in the house, and I don't know where it leads.
With the help of the light, Xie Feng could clearly see the appearance of the snake head. Unexpectedly, he was born quite well - the public's standards for men's appearance are often very low. As long as they look like they have been tidied up and clean, it is already beyond the standard. He is like this,
It should be considered a look that is popular with the opposite sex.
"Who is your introducer?" The smuggler sat down on the shop owner's bed. The presence of the bed made Xie Feng feel uncomfortable.
"Chen Qingqing."
She doesn’t know who Chen Qingqing is; people in the friend group say that if you don’t have an introducer, the smuggler will ignore you, so remember to use the name Chen Qingqing as the introducer - she seems to be a friend of a friend. There are several people in that group
Hundreds of people were all young people living on the streets, and Xie Feng didn't know them all.
"How old are you?"
"21 years old." Xie Feng deliberately said he was one and a half years older.
The snake head nodded as if he was satisfied, and looked her up and down, from her feet to her legs, then up to her chest and head and face, and then back to her legs. "Does your family agree?"
"...Agreed."
"Well, it's quite smart to leave." Snakehead said with a smile: "I am from the Empire. I have seen many women who married into the Empire and they were very uncomfortable and regretful. Let me tell you simply, you follow the cargo ship
Let's go together, the sailing time is three weeks, there are several destinations to choose from..."
The information he mentioned was similar to what was circulated in friend group chats, and Xie Feng gradually felt relieved. The price was also lower than she thought. If she sold the things she put in the locker, she could barely make up the money.
All for one ticket.
She had been thinking about leaving before, but when it came time to leave, Xie Feng found herself hesitant instead, constantly looking for reasons not to leave: What should her parents do? Even if they said so, they would just pretend they had never given birth to her daughter.
It's impossible to leave without guilt. After all, once you leave, it may be for a lifetime... Maybe what the store owner said makes sense. Common people live the same life...
When she thought about it and hesitated to pay the deposit, the smuggler became a little impatient and said, "Why don't you come back when you don't think about it?" and then took out his cell phone and looked at it.
He seemed to have received a message. He first looked up at Xie Feng - the latter noticed his gaze and kept looking at the table, as if he was still hesitating and thinking - then the snake head opened the screen.
I typed my reply quickly.
Xie Feng subconsciously did not turn his head and glanced quickly from the corner of his eyes.
The room was small, so the distance between the two was not far; she was standing and Snakehead was sitting, so she could see most of the screen of his phone at a glance. She couldn't see the specific content of the message clearly, just the private message.
The first two words struck Xie Feng's eyes clearly.
Even though the angle was wrong, it didn't prevent her from quickly recognizing the two words.
"Sister Chen".
It should be followed by a comma because there is a space.
The other party called him "Sister Chen".
Xie Feng stood frozen in place, as if he was still making a decision, but there was only one thought that became louder and louder in his heart.
... Could it be that the snakehead himself is "Chen Qingqing"?