Night’s Nomenclature Chapter 217: One’s private money

"There's something wrong with you," Qingchen said expressionlessly in the floating car.

"What's wrong with me," asked Yi.

"If you want to date online, just do it online. Why did you single out Bai Fumei from the consortium?" Qingchen asked.

"What do you mean by targeting Bai Fumei who specializes in consortiums? Your wording makes me look like a criminal. I am the warden of 25 federal prisons and I also have social status!" Yiba raised his voice.

"Seat 24, thank you," Qingchen said.

Prison No. 18 has just been destroyed, leaving only 24.

"Furthermore, I suspect that you are messing with me specifically. You know that I am in the shadow war, but you still let me run with another shadow candidate," Qingchen continued to say expressionlessly.

Yi explained seriously: "This is purely an accident. I never do background checks in advance when chatting with girls. That will make the friendship impure."

Qing Chen looked out the window and said calmly: "If you really didn't investigate, how would you know that her real name is Qing Shi?"

Yi was silent for a moment: "I really need to be careful when chatting with you. I'm going to start a backup server unit, specifically for computing language logic."

"Excuse me, what should I do now? I'm really scared of the battle below," Qingchen looked below the floating car and saw two rows of bodyguards in black suits standing at the door of Yunji Cafe. Everyone was worried. Wearing sunglasses and a communication headset. .

It totally looks like martial law.

"It's okay, you're not plotting against her," Yi said, "You just need to make her believe that there really is such a person in reality."

"Wait a minute, I'm going to show up for you. Why don't you give me a headset to give me remote control? I don't know what to say!" Qingchen said.

"Look at their formation. It's clear that they will search you in advance. If you go to the police station and are searched for pocket earplugs, what do you think they will think of you? Maybe they think you are here to assassinate Qing Qing. It's poetry. Don't worry, I can listen through your mobile phone. If you really have any questions, I will send you a message to remind you," said Yi.

"Then you have to show me the chat history between you, otherwise what will happen if my chat with her is exposed?" Qingchen frowned.

"Um," Yi said: "The chat history is private, how can I show it to you casually?"

"Okay, even if you don't want to show me the chat history, you still have to tell me your ID," Qingchen said.

"You don't need to know this," Yi said.

Qingchen became suspicious: "How do I feel that you are worried that if I read the chat history and ID, it will lead to your death? Is there anything shameful?!"

I was a little anxious: "I am the employer now, and you want to make a deal with me now, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Since you are the character of a wandering poet, then send me the poems you have written before. I can't remember what the poems I have written are after that," Qingchen said.

"I have never written poetry," said Yi, "do wandering poets still need to write poetry?"

"I think you are just afraid that I will laugh at you if you publish the poem," Qingchen said, "No, I will use the forbidden object ACE-005 to change my face and run away. I don't want to die in society with you."

Yi raised his voice again: "No, no one in the Qing family knows you anymore, and you are no longer Qingchen in the Qing family. What are you worried about? And I have already sent her your photo. I can feel it. After she saw your photos, her typing speed obviously became faster! Normally, her typing speed is 49 words per minute, but after seeing the photos, her typing speed was 67 words per minute, which shows that she is very satisfied!"

Qingchen is fascinated, can artificial intelligence allow unscrupulous big data online dating?

While the two were talking, the floating car was slowly falling downwards. Qingchen suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute, if there is any consumption during the run, whose responsibility is it?!"

"I will switch the payment method on your mobile phone to my account," Yi said: "All the consumption incurred during the period will be charged to my account."

"What if you don't have enough money in your account?" Qingchen asked.

"Who are you looking down on?" Yi said: "I am a well-known freelance writer throughout the federation. I am the senior editor of Hope Media. I am..."

"Say, keep talking, why don't you say anything anymore," Qingchen said, "Let me see how many vests you have left?"

However, Qingchen was a little surprised that the artificial intelligence actually had to work and write articles honestly to save money...

The way to make money was so simple and unpretentious that he thought the other party could change the numbers directly from the bank.

"Hurry up and complete the deal between you and me, or I will let Liu Dezhu sit in jail," Yi said.

"Liu Dezhu immediately called him an expert after hearing this," Qingchen sighed: "I was even a little moved."

One finally reminded: "One last request. The person I'm meeting this time is a rich man from a financial group, so don't be stingy with your money after you meet the other person. You don't have to save money for me."

Qing Chenxin said, does even artificial intelligence have vanity?

At this time, the floating car finally landed on the ground.

The two rows of bodyguards at the entrance of Yunji Cafe moved. One row was guarding the entrance, and the other row was slowly approaching the floating car. Two of them put their hands into their arms, looking like they might be there at any time. Pull out your pistol.

This is not an online dating show, it is clearly an underground trading scene.

Qingchen got off the car, and soon someone was searching him, and someone was using this strange pen detector to scan his whole body.

It wasn't until they made sure he only had a mobile phone on him that the bodyguards let him pass with stern expressions.

Yunji Cafe faces the street. It has only a small facade on the first floor, but when you walk up the stairs, it suddenly becomes spacious.

There were no waiters in the huge cafe, only a young girl with twin ponytails sitting quietly in a booth, and a middle-aged woman wearing a waiter's uniform grinding coffee at the bar.

The middle-aged woman’s jaws are covered with calluses, which are clearly the marks of years of practicing with guns. It seems that the other party is also Qingshi’s bodyguard pretending to be a waiter.

The woman glanced at Qingchen: "What do you want?"

At this time, Qingchen’s phone displayed a line of small words: Click on the most expensive one.

Qingchen looked up at the woman and said, "I want to buy this cafe."

The screen of his mobile phone was in chaos, and Yi's emotions were a little incoherent.

The woman opposite hesitated: "The cafe doesn't sell it."

"Oh, let's have a cup of coffee," Qingchen said and walked towards the girl not far away.

The girl with twin ponytails lit up when she saw Qingchen. She waved and said, "This way!"

Qingchen sat down opposite her and asked, "Is it 'a little whale'?"

Qingshi asked with a smile: "Is it 'cute and cute'? You are no different from the photo. I heard before that many people retouched pictures to deceive people, so I was a little worried."

Cute and cute...

Qingchen said to himself that if he didn't tell him his ID, he was really afraid of death.

And this doesn’t look like the ID of a wandering poet. Whose wandering poet is called Kawaii? !

He looked carefully and saw that the shadow candidate named Qing Shi had a black neck ring on his white neck, with a crystal pearl inlaid in the center of the neck ring.

The girl is really good-looking and meets Yi's criteria for choosing a friend.

After the two people reported each other's IDs, both parties fell silent, both seeming a little reserved.

It seems that it takes such a process for each other to go from the Internet to reality.

Qingchen secretly looked at his phone and saw a message from Yi: He took the initiative to chat, complimented her on her beauty, and broke the deadlock.

He raised his head and looked at Qingshi: "You are beautiful."

"Really?" Qingshi's reserved expression relaxed: "I thought you wouldn't like my type."

Qingchen said with difficulty: "I like it, but I'm surprised by your identity. I didn't expect that the meeting would be so grand."

At this time, Qingshi said cautiously: "This time I came to City 18 in a hurry. I didn't tell you in advance. It also violated the original agreement that we could only chat online and not meet in person. So thank you for your willingness to meet. Me. Also, I want to say sorry. I know the bodyguards outside are searching you, but there is nothing I can do about it. It was my father’s request."

Qingchen was silent, he didn’t know what he should say to fit the ‘cute and cute’ persona.

On the phone, Yi sent another message: Don’t sit across from her, sit next to her, hold her hand and say you miss her.

Qingchen was shocked on the spot, is this what you call pure friendship?

He typed on his mobile phone: This is another price.

The girl stared at Qingchen with shining eyes, seemingly very satisfied: "I thought your photos were edited before, but I didn't expect you to be so beautiful in person... But are you really a wandering poet? It doesn’t look like it.”

"What does a wandering poet look like in your impression?" Qingchen asked.

"You should have long hair and a slovenly look," Qingshi thought for a while and said, "But you look very clean, you don't look like a homeless person."

Another line of small words appeared on Qingchen’s phone: I just want to wander into your heart.

He lowered his head and glanced at the small words ~IndoMTL.com~ and turned the phone upside down on the table.

Qingchen feels that Yi’s nickname should not be cute, but disgusting.

After holding the phone, Qingchen didn't care what he thought anymore, and directly asked the question he was most concerned about: "I just packed it up before coming to see you today. By the way, why did you suddenly come to the 18th? City? Also, can a family like yours meet with me casually?"

"I told you the day before yesterday that I am a shadow candidate for this year. The second round of tasks is to come to City 18, but I can't tell you the specific tasks," Qingshi thought for a while and explained. : "I met you secretly this time. I said that because of the Shadow War, I wanted to meet a collaborator from City 18. They didn't know our relationship..."

Seeing that the other party took the initiative to bring up the shadow war, Qingchen pretended to be worried and asked: "The federal media has been reporting on the shadow war. Are you in danger?"

"No," Qing Shi said with a smile: "I didn't want to participate in the shadow battle, but this time it's our team's turn to take the spot, and one person must be qualified. My father told me that Just protect yourself, don’t bother fighting for anything, he just wants me to be safe."