Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1623: Back room

I’m afraid there is no woman in the world who would actually walk into the deep room of a dark small business 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-gray road. If there was any problem, she only needed to take a step outside and she could fly 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 smuggler. The supermarket is just an intermediate station used by the smuggler to contact and meet. The boss doesn't seem to know the true meaning of "buying a ticket", but he thinks that the smuggler will pay him some hard work in exchange for it. His cooperation and lack of understanding.

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? , 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 it very 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, the person who is a snakehead must have connections. Only those with connections can do this; ever since the City of Tears was dedicated to the Siping Empire, the people with the most connections and connections were 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 do 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 people of the Empire.

"How long have you been doing this?"

The boss was still playing cards, and after a few seconds he said, "Huh? My store has been in business 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 unusual movement, she would run away. The supermarket is located in a narrow and winding old street, so there are some wide-angle traffic mirrors set up. There is one not far from the door of the supermarket; from the mirror, she can see a large area.

The sky outside was gradually covered with gray clouds, and it looked like there was another summer rain. The air was sticky, humid, and hot, and it felt suffocatingly on her skin, as if she could lift off a layer of the thick air with her 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 coldly: "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. The boss We all live the same life no matter who is an official, so what is there to be afraid of?"

"However, 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, such as "Return to the family and cultivate a healthy next generation", "Division of labor between men and women, a happier society", "Intermarriage" Under slogans such as "Good welfare, dual household registration for children", the pair of 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. When I go home, I still have to hand over my salary to my wife. It’s so lucky to be a woman!”

After surrendering, there were almost no programs in the local dialect of Tear City on TV. Most locals spoke Imperial dialect with an accent that was not good by Imperial standards, so a slew of Imperial television programs filled the gap.

At that time, Xie Feng settled in the capsule hotel. Many locals from Tear City gathered in front of the TV in the lobby and laughed after hearing the joke.

The boss started another poker game, and Xie Feng said no more.

She has never left the City of Tears in her entire life and knows very little about other countries; the reason why she is determined to leave is actually very funny - when the neighboring star was destroyed, the TV broadcasts of stories from various countries around the clock Urgent News and Commentary, she once heard one of the male anchors refer to Neighbor Star 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 the fat man on the train find his way here?

After getting rid of him at the station, she actually walked back a lot, maybe she was seen at that time; plus it wasn't long before she walked into this supermarket, if he had been quietly following behind because of his grudge. , it is indeed very possible that she only saw him now.

Seeing the man looking around, searching and walking towards the supermarket, Xie Feng's mind was confused for a moment, and he quickly pretended to look at the products, walked a few steps between the shelves, and hid in the shadows. His eyes were fixed on the wide-angle mirror outside the door.

What should I do? Should I say hello to the shop owner first? They were in a shady business. What if they stopped doing her business out of caution?

At this moment, the door of the Shang Chao became dark, and a person walked in from the skylight outside. 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 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 turned to look at her following the sound. 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 and looked at his walking posture before finally feeling relieved. In the past two years, she had escaped countless times from the security forces and the Allied Forces | Police. She had learned how to identify that type of person. Even if they were not wearing uniforms, they had a unique temperament - with In the words of one of her street friends, "even if they walk into a crowded night market, they will not look at the road to avoid others."

This smuggler seems to be just a civilian.

Xie Feng glanced back 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 smuggler in Behind a small wooden door.

He reached out and turned on the light, then closed the door behind Xie Feng with a bang.

...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 thing that was a little unusual was that there was a back door in the back room, and I didn't know where it led to.

With the help of the light, Xie Feng could clearly see the appearance of the snake head. I didn’t expect that he was born quite well—the public’s standards for men’s appearance are often very low. As long as they look tidy and tidy, they are already above the standard. His appearance should be considered 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; everyone in the friend group says 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 were hundreds of people in that group, 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 that he was one and a half years older.

The snakehead nodded as if he was satisfied, looking at 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 put it simply, You guys go with the cargo ship, 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 for a ticket.

Before, I had always wanted to leave, but when it came time to leave, Xie Feng found that he hesitated instead, constantly looking for reasons not to leave: What should my parents do? Even if they said that they would treat her daughter as if they had never given birth to her, she would not be able to leave without guilt. After all, once she leaves, it may be for a lifetime... Maybe what the store owner said makes sense, and ordinary people live the same life...

When she was thinking 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 want to come back?" and then took out his cell phone and looked at it.

He seemed to have received a message ~IndoMTL.com~ He first looked up at Xie Feng - the latter noticed his gaze and kept looking at the desktop, as if he was still hesitating and thinking - so then The snake head opened the screen and typed a reply.

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 he could see most of the screen of his phone at a glance. She couldn't see the specific content of the message clearly, but the first two words of the private message pierced Xie Feng's eyes clearly.

Although the angle was not correct, it did not prevent her from quickly recognizing the two words.

"Sister Chen".

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"?