Most people agreed to receive 5,000 yuan just for giving up their seat, but the fourth person started to raise the price.
"I've been waiting in line for over half an hour. Five thousand yuan is not enough. Ten thousand yuan! If you transfer it to me, I'll give it to you."
While speaking, he looked at Yun Zijin from beginning to end meaningfully.
Yun Zijin's face suddenly turned cold. He ignored him and asked the tenth person.
"Hello, I'll give you 5,000 yuan to change your seat. Could you please go to the back and queue again?"
"Sure! Of course!"
He can earn 5,000 yuan in less than an hour by waiting in line. Isn't that better than the 7,000 or 8,000 yuan he can earn in a month by working?
Look at that guy who raised the price, he must be regretting it now!
Yun Zijin didn't waste any time and asked the boy to show his payment code, and she scanned it to transfer the money directly.
"Hey hey hey! You asked me first! I don't want ten thousand yuan. Although five thousand yuan is a little less, I reluctantly agreed."
Yun Zijin was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked straight to the second person's seat. Then Lingyi to Lingqi lined up behind Yun Zijin.
The man in front and behind were Yun Zijin's bodyguards. After being glanced at lightly by Ling Er, he suddenly became quiet.
When the staff signaled that they could go in, Yun Zijin paid the ticket money for all seven bodyguards.
However, Yun Zijin did not expect that the 5,000 yuan and ticket money she had just transferred to others were actually confirmed by the system as having completed the consumption task.
But these tens of thousands of dollars seem insignificant compared to the balance of five million.
However, once it was confirmed that as long as someone saw her spending money, it could be determined that there was an audience and it would be counted towards the consumption task amount, Yun Zijin breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, they weren't the kind of audience that needed her to call out to them, and they weren't the kind that came to look at her specifically.
When Yun Zijin entered the museum and saw the cultural relics on display, he felt like he was in a historical scene.
However, not long after Yun Zijin left, he discovered that someone was filming and broadcasting live inside.
Yun Zijin had heard that some museums did not allow taking photos, but this was the first time she had seen live streaming and video recording in a museum.
However, judging from their attire, they should be museum staff. This should be a live broadcast done by the museum itself?
Yun Zijin listened to their introduction and unconsciously followed their footsteps, listening to the explanation and visiting at the same time.
Yun Zijin's group of eight people were still very conspicuous. The people in charge of the live broadcast had already discovered that Yun Zijin had been following them.
Judging from his expression, he seemed to be listening carefully to their explanation and did not use his mobile phone to take pictures the whole time.
The host winked at the assistant host next to him, who understood immediately, said something to the audience, and left the camera.
Then, he walked towards Yun Zijin.
Yun Zijin was still following the host's explanation and visiting the cultural relics, but when she looked up, she saw the deputy host walking towards her with a smile.
She shouldn't have done anything illegal, right?
Yun Zijin immediately looked for the reason in himself.
"Hello, I just saw you following our staff's explanation. Do you mind appearing on camera? Our anchor wants to ask a random question on the spot."
"Let me put on a mask."
Yun Zijin took out her mask and sunglasses again.
Co-anchor: ...
What a beautiful girl, why doesn’t she want to show her face?
"Then get ready, our anchor will be here soon."
Yun Zijin nodded, and Zero One and Zero Two stood on Yun Zijin's left and right.
Deputy Anchor: Do young people nowadays need to bring bodyguards when traveling?
"Hello! Hello, I'm the deputy director of the Imperial Capital Museum. May I ask your name, young lady?"
"No need to mention your surname, Yun."
"Ms. Yun, may I ask why we came to the museum today?"
“Just passing by.”
Deputy Director: ...
"Well... I can tell Miss Yun has a very casual personality! I just saw Miss Yun listening attentively to our explanation. Did she gain anything from it?"
The deputy director looked at Yun Zijin with some anticipation in his eyes.
"I learned some things that I don't usually come into contact with. I just passed by a place where some silk was displayed, and I really want to buy the same one."
It has to be said that Yun Zijin has a deep love for Chinese culture.
When she saw the silk, she thought it was very beautiful. She couldn't buy the original, but she could always buy a similar one, right?
"Wow! It seems that Miss Yun likes silk very much. Our museum has a cooperation with a silk workshop. If Miss Yun is interested, we can chat offline."
When the deputy director heard that Yun Zijin wanted to buy silk, his eyes lit up.
Nowadays, few young people buy traditional handicrafts. The silk workshop that their museum cooperates with has been doing very poorly in recent years.
"Okay, go live first."
Yun Zijin is actually not used to the feeling of being followed by the camera, it feels quite awkward.
He seemed a little stiff when answering.
The deputy director winked at the deputy anchor before continuing her live broadcast of the museum.
"Ms. Yun, you just mentioned that you want to buy silk, so you can tell me about it.
We have ready-made and custom-made products, no matter what you want."
"Where is your silk workshop? Do you have any samples you can show me?"
Although Yun Zijin was quite interested in the silk displayed in the museum, he didn't want to spend a lot of money only to buy a inferior product that was not what he had ordered.
“You can rest assured about this. Our museum has been cooperating with this silk workshop for many years, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed.
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