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  "Ding Dong——" Another good feeling arrived, and Jiang Xi laughed even more sincerely.

  Lu Yuan stood face to face, feeling like he was about to die from the newcomer's smile, when suddenly he received a heavy blow on the head from Manager Cheng: "Dogzi, quickly wipe your slobber!"

  "Uncle! Give me some face."

  Lu Yuan resentfully glanced at Cheng Cheng.

  Jiang Xi didn't know they still had this kind of relationship, and politely called out: "Boss."

  Cheng was very satisfied. "Little Creek, don't just stand at the door, we have an important guest in the VIP room, go and attend to them, be quick about it!"

  Jiang Xi is not very willing.

  Heaven is big, earth is big, but boss is bigger.

  "No problem."

  Cheng hummed a discordant tune as he walked towards the back kitchen, while Lu Yuan rubbed the back of his head, "The boss must have gone to cook personally."

  Jiang Xi rubbed his cheek and silently headed in the direction of the No. 1 lounge car.

  It's called a VIP room, but in fact it's just a coffee shop on the street with a glass wall that has been divided into two rooms, cleverly decorated with potted plants to create an "exclusive and private" illusion.

  Jiang Xi walked past, Lili and two other female shop assistants were standing together with excited faces, discussing something.

  "Lily?"

  "Brook, brook," after a while, Lili became familiar with Jiang Xi and beckoned: "Come over quickly, come over quickly."

  Jiang Xi blinked and smiled: "What's so good about it that makes you so happy?"

  "Just now, a top-notch guy came to the store." Lili drew a large circle on her chest with her hand: "Do you know what 'top-notch' means? I've never seen such a handsome one in my life. Those legs, that waist, those hands... are just perfect."

  She had a look of "I'd be willing to jump into Lake Poyang if I just get to touch it" desperation.

  The Po River is a small river near Shenzhen - in the early years of fighting, the people of Shenzhen couldn't get down and liked to jump over the Po River to catch up with the trend. Now there are still many legends about water ghosts circulating.

  "Really?"

  Jiang Xi widened his eyes, "More handsome than Yang Mao Zhi?"

  Yang Mao Zhi is currently a popular young actor in the entertainment industry, debuted through idol dramas and known for his good looks.

  "Is the top configuration good?" The female store clerk on Lili's left was originally a fan of Yang Maozhi, and at this time she nodded frantically: "Just now, just now——he glanced at me when he passed by, I feel like I've fallen in love, I think...I'm in love with him."

  Singing and sighing, performing personality type.

  The river is calm and peaceful, silently evaluating.

  "You're just looking at the face? - Superficial." Another shop assistant, Tongtong, had stars in her eyes. Although she was a humble and thrifty person, she loved researching all kinds of luxury goods and vowed to marry a rich man. "That customer's wrist is wearing Patek Philippe's new global limited edition this year, 30 million, no way to buy it even if you want to."

  She counted them.

  Lili and Axi simultaneously let out a "切" sound, they rarely agreed on something. "Three million people come to our small broken coffee shop in this small broken place to drink coffee? Are they picking up gold or discussing business?"

  In their eyes, rich people should be flying on private planes, drinking red wine and watching exclusive movies, not showing up in such a down-to-earth place.

  "What are you all crowding here for? Is there a treasure to dig up or gold to pick up?"

  The shopkeeper suddenly appeared behind him, holding a stack of crispy fried dough sticks, and the aroma almost instantly captivated Jiang Xi.

  Jiang Xi never knew she had a talent for being a foodie, and was spacing out when Cheng Cheng suddenly handed her the plate and waved his hand: "Xi Xi, you go."

  Are we going to meet again?

  Even if Jiang Xi's heart was as calm as still water, she couldn't help but think about what was going on. Li Li and several others behind her sighed: "Boss, you can't just look at who has a high face value and then specially open the back door for them..."

  Chengheng said with a bad temper: "I'm afraid of losing face if I open the back door for you."

  Jiang Xi curved her mouth, these colleagues of hers were quite easy-going and pleasant to get along with, not difficult to deal with.

  Lili clenched her fist and cheered, "Xiao Xi, come on!"

  The river is silent, passing by a row of lovers' seats, and behind them is the VIP seat. She first saw a man with neatly combed hair, every strand exuding sensuality, wearing a sky blue shirt, dark trousers, and a pair of Adidas shoes on his feet, leaning against the back of the sofa, head down looking at his phone.

  "You want the oil bubble snail, sir."

  Jiang Xi took a closer look at the watch on his wrist, a light gold mechanical dial that looked like a high imitation... still pretty reliable.

  Thirty million people looked up.

  The "thirty million, Poyang River" that had been swirling in Jiang Xi's mind like snowflakes was suddenly swept away by this gaze, leaving the earth vast and empty.

  The man's eyebrows and eyes are clear-cut, his nose is high and straight, the large patch of sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window spills in, adding a layer of silhouette to him. Sitting there in a messy way, it seems as if he were sitting in the luxurious hall of a hotel, drinking foreign wine, eating Western food, flirting with... beauties.

  Jiang Xi instinctively felt uncomfortable.

  He is a charming man - without a doubt.

  Although younger than imagined.

  Han Chen quietly picked up his knife and fork, speared a piece of fried doughnut, "Where's the big orange?"

  Jiang Xi noticed the look of enjoyment on the man's face as he savored the oil bubble pastry, and the creases around his peach blossom eyes seemed especially deep and enchanting at that moment. She guessed that this person was probably the shop owner who had a mouthful of "get out of here".

  Somehow, it's kind of cute.

  The store owner went back to the kitchen.

  Jiang Xi returned with a calm and collected expression.

  Han Chen's gaze fell on Jiang Xi's leg for two seconds before carelessly moving away: "Oh? Then tell him, if he doesn't show up again, I'll have Zhao Xiner come over."

  Jiang Xi turned around and walked out the door, but was called back. The man's low voice sounded, "Haven't we met somewhere before?"

  "Your pickup lines are outdated, sir."

  Jiang Xi firmly refused and felt like a thorn in his back when he went out.

  She actually recognized him as soon as he opened his mouth.

  It's true that we're acquaintances.

  The modernity that doesn't match Sheng's style, along with that uniquely recognizable and enchanting voice, reminds her of the discomfort and anger she felt when her secrets were being spied on - this is a realm where looks can't save you.

  The store manager of Orange House was smoking in the corridor with a look of annoyance, "What's up?"

  "The noble guest said that if you didn't show up, he would let Zhao Xiner come over." Jiang Xi repeated it clearly, and then witnessed what was meant by the true Sichuan Opera face-changing.

  All art originates from life.

  This man, who was full of Northeastern slang, went from being flustered and at a loss to indignant and resentful, and finally resigned himself to his fate. In just two seconds, he became an obedient quail, walking towards the hard seat with a dejected expression, "You win!"

  The boss of the orange shop served personally, so Jiang Xi had nothing to do. She went to the door to greet customers with a smile, and Lili was busy running around, but couldn't help coming over to exchange ideas.

  "Brook brook, handsome or not?"

  "Handsome." Jiang Xi flashed his standard eight teeth.

  Tongtong suddenly slapped her thigh and exclaimed, "Ah!" She rummaged through the small bear's belly pocket and pulled out a pink rabbit skin phone. Her fingers flew across the screen, and soon she handed it over, saying, "I remember who he is! No wonder I found him familiar."

  "Hey, Xiao Xi, look." She pointed at an old news from last year.

  Jiang Xi looked down and saw a team of seven young men and women wearing red ribbons standing on the high platform, with the big title: [Hua University students win the ACM International Collegiate Programming Contest championship again]

  The small character then big book special book two sessions were both led by Han Chen's Hua University student team, who made a magnificent achievement in blocking the gods and killing the Buddhas internationally, and noted: This child will surely bring about innovation in China's computer field, with unlimited future achievements.

  Jiang Xi directly ignored the lengthy flattery and focused on the young man standing in the middle, exuding an air of confidence - Han Chen?

  If you don't look at the identical facial features, anyone who sees this photo will think that these are two people.

  One is full of vigor, like the rising sun, with an infinite future full of possibilities; and another one...

  Jiang Xi did not comment.

  "How can this person be so handsome and intelligent?" Tongtong became Han Chen's loyal fan girl at this moment, with an IQ of negative, "From now on, my life goal as Li Xiaotong is to change - not being able to sleep without thinking about Master Han, what's the point of life!"

  Jiang Xi smiled and looked at her: Brain dead.

  After being a mascot for an afternoon, Jiang Xi received nearly eighty people's favorability values. Half of the people she met, especially males, didn't hesitate to give her their first good impression.

  After finishing the handover, Jiang Xi took a bus home, and when she got off near her house, she expressionlessly threw all the small paper slips filled with affection and contact information into the trash can. Just looking at these things made her feel sick to her stomach, and goosebumps kept rising up.

  After throwing away the note, Jiang Xi put on a smile again and slowly walked towards the rental house. Her mother didn't recognize her until Jiang Xi waved at her, "Mom..."

  Jiang Mu waited downstairs for a while, saw a beautiful woman with big waves waving at her, and was startled. After taking a closer look, it turned out to be her own careless daughter, and her tone changed: "Xi—— Xi Xi?"

  What's going on here?

  When Jiang's father came back, Jiang Xi quickly made it clear about "Ming Tang".

  Jiang's father looked gloomy, his high school daughter was going to do this kind of servant work, he couldn't bear the thought, but it was a matter of life and death, so he had no choice but to compromise, "From now on, XiXi will commute to and from work with daddy, okay?"

  "Good."

  When everything was settled, Jiang Xi finally told her parents, also to reduce their worrying period. She knew that if she didn't let her father send them off, the two elders would not be at peace.

  The days passed smoothly, and Jiang Xi struggled to strike a balance between work and study, but this balance was soon broken.

  There is a way.

  Jiang Xi stroked the soft and fluffy leaves with her palm, waiting for the lead-printed words to continue.

  "Owe one hundred, repay two hundred."

  Jiang Xi has a bit of a toothache.

  Popularity is an intangible thing, how can she get so many people to like her? She's not even a renminbi (RMB), yet everyone loves her.

  In my past life, I was trapped in a mountain valley where birds don't even shit for many years. The rivers and streams didn't even have a rope to hang myself with, all because I believed in the iron law of "the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridgehead". At this time, I also had many debts but wasn't worried, just thinking about escaping from this den of thieves first.

  The soft snoring sound of Sun Ting by her ear was annoying, Jiang Xi turned over and silently closed her eyes.

  Conscience...

  It's better to have less conscience in many cases.

  Jiang Xi didn't want to look at Sun Ting's face, but somehow her heart felt heavy as if it was tied to a stone, making her pant uncontrollably.

  Jiang Xi turned over again.

  The sound of playing cards outside the hall is intermittent, for these flower boys, except for the work of negotiating with the next house every half month, most of the time is idle.

  The effect of the anesthetic gradually took hold, and Jiang Xi slightly closed his eyes, silently thinking about his worries. Before he fell asleep, the large gate was pushed open from outside with a "creak", and a black shadow stumbled in heavily, accompanied by a scolding voice, and fell onto the grass mat beside Jiang Xi.

  Jiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

  It was late at night, with only a faint glimmer of light shining through the crack in the door.

  The black shadow just now had shrunk into a ball, his body slightly trembling, if not for the heavy breathing that still showed signs of life, he would have been no different from a dead person.

  Even if they ate "added material" porridge, several children were still awakened by the commotion.

  They habitually glanced over at the riverbank and then turned over and continued sleeping.

  In this place where dawn and dusk are not guaranteed, no one has any extra kindness to spare for others - even the children, who are still pure and innocent, have been prematurely matured by fear and anxiety.

  Logically, in the darkness of Jiang Xi's past decade or so, this memory should be too insignificant to be remembered, but she found that she remembered it very clearly.

  She was very clear that the one who had been pushed forward was a boy of about ten years old, who should still be in junior high school, with a delicate and beautiful face like a doll, but with an extremely arrogant temperament, disobedient and often called out by those rascals to be taught a lesson alone.

  Needless to say, this kid must have been beaten up again outside and probably can't move for several days.

  Jiang Xi gathered up that pitifully small conscience of his, just about to close his eyes again, when the tip of his nose picked up a familiar musky scent.

  If she were still the naive high school student from her past life, she probably wouldn't be able to smell this kind of thing. But Jiang Xi wasn't that person anymore. After going through those dark days, she knew all too well what this was.

  This is the source of all evil, it is the root of men's calamity.

  Jiang Xi thought of it and felt nauseous, for a moment he was shocked by the fleeting thought in his mind and couldn't move: this child was actually...

  Bastard.

  Jiang Xi cursed in a low voice.

  Details that were unclear before suddenly became clear.

  No wonder every time he's scolded and comes back, this kid has to lie in bed for many days without getting up.

  This world is often more sinister than one can imagine. Jiang Xi felt a chill run down his spine, and he knew that he was able to stay safe and sound here only because he was a virgin. No wonder the female flower arranger had asked him to undress for inspection when he first arrived - a good-looking virgin could fetch a high price and was considered top-notch goods, and these male flower arrangers wouldn't dare touch him.

  Jiang Xi closed his eyes silently, his heart churning violently.

  The effect of the anesthetic took hold and she finally couldn't hold on, gradually falling asleep.

  Jiang Xi was woken up by a loud clanging sound.

  Here, of course, there is no fuss about brushing teeth or washing faces. Except for the day before being sent out, when they can get a clean set of clothes and wash up, at other times, everyone has messy hair and dirty faces.

  Jiang Xi got up and led the porridge while glancing at the side.

  The little boy was still curled up and lying there, unconscious.

  The porridge vendor had been replaced by a young man in his early twenties, with a square face and thick lips, looking rather silly.

  Jiang Xi knew that this young man was brought by his fellow villagers and it was his first time doing this kind of thing, his conscience had not been dulled yet.

  In his past life, he had let him off the hook by turning a blind eye - and now, in this life, the key to his escape would once again depend on this young man.

  Among the four men and one woman who were taking photos, only this young man was still uncorrupted.

  She looked at the square-faced boy and handed over the ceramic basin, saying carefully: "Little brother, I'm very hungry, can you add a bit more?"

  Even though the river stream was dirty like rolling in mud, those black and white eyes still showed a hint of spirit. The young man couldn't help but think of his younger sister at home, and the ladle in his hand shook slightly, filling the half-full ceramic bowl instantly.

  Jiang Xi pursed her lips and a fleeting dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, little brother."

  She is indeed "not at peace", the paparazzi are not allowed to have too much contact with any one "cargo" alone, lest unnecessary emotions arise. For now, there's nothing but to create opportunities for herself.

  After drinking a lot of thin porridge, she had to go to the toilet. To get to the toilet, she had to pass through the main room, where she was already familiar with the order in which people took turns.

  Breakfast was served by a young man called "Dàguì", which means that he and his fellow villagers would be on duty today, but yesterday his fellow villager and the two men and one woman played cards in the main room all night, and must have gone to sleep late.

  There must be only this young man in that room.

  Jiang Xi made up his mind to take the opportunity of going to the toilet after drinking too much, to get close to Da Gui and try to persuade him. If he succeeded, that would be best; if not, he believed Da Gui wouldn't betray him either.

  The door of the hall was closed, and in the bright daylight, the whole room exuded an eerie and frightening atmosphere.

  Dàguì was sitting silently on a long bench, peeling broad beans. At noon, Měijuān sister wanted to stir-fry the peas, and he peeled them very seriously.

  Before long, the most beautiful "high-end goods" in the east room came out to run a toilet. Every time she came out, she smiled and greeted him, making Da Gui feel a bit...

  The unspeakable monster.

  The fourth time, this "high-end goods" leaned over to Da Gui's side of the Eight Immortals table and smiled, asking: "Little brother, what are you peeling this for?"

  "Eat."

  Dà Guì felt that the girls in this city probably had never seen edamame before, so he seriously introduced them. He hadn't really chatted with girls before, and he felt extremely awkward all over.

  "Is it delicious?"

  Jiang Xi smiled and asked.

  "Delicious, a perfect dish to go with wine." Da Gui thought of the girl's thin porridge for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and fell silent.

  Jiang Xi brought up this topic, not really to discuss whether edamame is delicious or not. With a smile on her face, she immediately showed a full ten points of desolation, she had a pair of sentimental eyes, which made her look pitiful when she looked sad, and it was truly pitiful.

  "I used to love eating green beans at home... I miss home."

  Seeing Da Gui's vigilant eyes, Jiang Xi changed the subject:

  "Little brother, you're working outside, do you miss home?"

  He was immediately comforted by the familiar topic: "Think, how can I not think? But I have two younger brothers and a sister below me, my parents are old, as an older brother, I have to take care of this family. People back home said that there's more money to be made outside, so I followed them out."

  "Little brother is really impressive."

  Jiang Xi exclaimed in admiration.

  Dà Guì looked at the girl in front of him with a confused and curious gaze, only to feel his face burning with embarrassment.

  This money is dirty, he knows.

  Jiang Xi saw his expression and knew: The time has come.

  "Little brother, want to get out of here?" She asked in a very low voice, her black and white eyes drew near, with a hint of cleverness.

  Dà Guì nodded slightly and then quickly shook his head.

  "Little brother, I know you're different from them." Jiang Xi's hands were clenched into a fist, nodding affirmatively: "You're a good person."

  "Little brother, haven't you ever thought about the future? This money, aside from being a guilty conscience, what if one day you have bad luck and end up in jail, how will your younger siblings be taken care of?"

  Jiang Xi knew that just relying on a little bit of sympathy was not enough.

  Even someone as wealthy and influential as Da Gui has their own calculations.

  Dà Guì stopped his actions, he wasn't a fool, what Jiāng Xī said, he had thought about it before, but people are like that, living one day at a time, always can't help but have a lucky mentality.

  Jiang Xi directly pointed out that Da Gui's back was chilled, as if the day when he would be locked up had really arrived. He followed with a panicked tone: "Then, how, what to do?"

  This den of thieves, it's easy for his mother to get in, but hard to get out.

  Jiang Xi only then realized that he had overlooked a crucial point: the true nature of Da Gui, which the other side was clearly aware of. At least his fellow townsman was clear about it.

  The well-established human trafficking gangs all have strict rules, with upper and lower houses forming a dragon-like service chain. Whoever dares to betray the organization will be dealt with by the organization along with their whole family.

  It's too risky for him to help her, and he can't even get her a ride, like in the past when he turned a blind eye; that was already extremely out of line.

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