Chapter 242: Being Cheated
The uncle hunched his back slightly, sighed helplessly, shook his head, his face full of fatigue and regret.
"Alas, I originally wanted to save some money for my son, so I signed him up for this cheap tour. But now he has to suffer so much and may even have to pay more."
The uncle's voice was low and hoarse.
The auntie next to him had slightly red eyes, and at this moment, her eyes were full of helplessness. She stretched out her calloused hands and gently pulled the corner of the uncle's clothes, her voice choking with sobs.
"I should have listened to my son and not signed up for this kind of group."
The aunt's words were full of regret, as if she was blaming her own decision for putting the two of them in this situation.
The two of them looked at each other in silence for a moment.
"Uncle and aunt, I'll be honest with you. I'm here to crack down on fake travel agencies that force sales. I want to ask if you can leave your contact information. When I expose them in the future, I may need your help to testify."
I pointed to my phone, hoping to get their support.
"My dear, you are so kind-hearted, we must help you! This travel agency is too bullying, we will definitely testify, but seeing that you are so young, you must be careful."
"Yes, in today's society, this tour guide has probably done this more than once or twice. I think many people have been deceived in this way."
The uncle saw that I was a little girl and was worried about me just like the aunt.
Hearing the aunt's excited voice, I quickly winked at them to look at my phone.
At this moment, a pair of warm hands held me. Although they were covered with calluses, they felt particularly reassuring.
"Since the little girl has said so, what else can we do? We might as well take a gamble."
The uncle also nodded vigorously.
I quickly took out my phone, slid my fingers across the screen, and quickly exchanged contact information with the two of them.
Finally, the meal was over. The tour guide had an impatient look on his face. He waved his hand unhappily, raised his voice and shouted to everyone.
I stood at the dim staircase as the tour guide threw a rusty key chain onto the wooden cabinet. The sound of metallic collision startled a cockroach that scurried past the corner of the wall.
"There are 20 of them, Jiang Yichen, count to the west, one room per person!" He shouted in a hoarse voice that was soaked in cigarettes and alcohol, and the fat on the back of his neck trembled with his roar.
The musty smell covered my mouth and nose like a wet hand. When I pushed open the door of Room 20, Jiang Yichen's door hinges groaned like they were dying.
"Is this a fucking place for people to live in?" I heard my companions cursing from behind.
He kicked the lame bedside table, and the spider webs on the lampshade fell. I reached out and wiped the windowsill, and my fingertips were immediately stained with sticky putty. The cheap wood grain paper that was pasted twenty years ago was peeling off, and the edges were curled like dead bark.
There were doors slamming in the corridor. Someone was shouting where the toilet was, but no one came back.
The sound of the tour guide's leather shoes approached from afar and stopped abruptly outside the door. "You can stay here or not!"
The soundproofing here is very poor, and you can hear the sounds from the next room. I quickly found my room and now I just want to rest.
I sat down slowly in a small room, my body sinking into the somewhat worn mattress, feeling helpless.
I don’t know what’s going on with the live broadcast room, I’ll have to check it out!
She gently tidied her messy hair in front of the camera while speaking.
"Family, today's trip was terrible, but don't worry, I will continue the live broadcast tomorrow to see what tricks this travel agency can come up with."
[Come on, anchor, be safe]
[m, lock the doors and windows.] Momo
While reading, I looked at the messages from fans and interacted with them for a few sentences. Then I reached out and clicked the button to close the live broadcast. Then I put my phone on the table beside me, leaned back in my chair, and sighed softly.
It’s already so late, I don’t know how Jiang Yichen is doing. I looked through my phone and saw several missed calls!
Missed calls, because I turned to silent mode, I didn’t answer any of them.
I quickly called back and the call was connected quickly. Jiang Yichen's familiar and gentle voice came from the receiver.
"Baby, where are you?" The male protagonist's voice was filled with concern and confusion.
"Hello?" I bit the trembling end of my voice.
There was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing against each other in the current, as if someone had turned the receiver over with it against his cheek.
I bit my lip subconsciously again and said, "I'm home." My voice sounded a little unnatural and I felt a little nervous. I wondered if he could hear it.
"Why are you lying? I just called grandma and she said you weren't home." He raised his voice in confusion, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Oh, I'm at my parents' house. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would worry."
"Really"
"Really? Jiang Yichen, how are you over there? My phone was on silent today, so I didn't hear anything."
I felt so guilty that my brain went blank.
"It's okay! Everything is the same as before. But you make me worry all day long." His tone softened.
The male protagonist smiled gently, his voice full of doting, as if one could feel his smile through the phone.
"Not tired, I'll be back soon, and I'll have a surprise for you by then."
Sometimes Jiang Yichen's voice became weaker and weaker, and I had to hold my phone by the window all the time, otherwise I would be discovered and I would be doomed.
"What surprise?"
"You'll know when the time comes."
Jiang Yichen refused to say anything no matter what I asked him. However, I felt much better since he still didn't suspect me. I told Jiang Yichen to go to bed early and hung up the phone.
I was about to get up and take a shower. When I turned on the faucet, I thought it would be hot water, but after waiting for a long time, it was still cold water. There was no hot water. Could it be that the whole hotel was like this?
In the travel group, messages kept flashing and coming in like a bombardment. Everyone was tagging the tour guide, but the tour guide never responded.
[I went to the hotel front desk to ask, but it was useless, they ignored us.]
[That’s right, there’s no hot water either.]
[Let’s find a tour guide tomorrow]
It turned out that no one had it, and there were complaints in the group one after another. Everyone was very emotional. I couldn’t let everyone know, so I just took a screenshot silently.
Looking at the environment here, we should just make do with it for now. After all, this place is really bad and the things here are probably not cleaned well.
I slowly climbed onto the bed, pulled the quilt over me, closed my eyes and prepared to go to sleep, praying in my heart that tomorrow would be a good day.
I was half asleep, and when it was almost dawn, I heard a noisy sound outside.
"Who is it?"
I asked loudly, but there was no answer from outside.
"Who is this? You haven't gotten up yet. Wait a minute, I----"
Before he could finish, he heard banging on the door. The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet morning, and he had a vague feeling that something was happening.
Thinking about what was going to happen next, I was so scared that my body trembled, my eyes were filled with fear, and my heart began to beat violently...
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