Chapter 107
"Thank you, boss." Bei Qiao looked at the copper coins in front of him and sighed: "What a pity..." It would be great if he could transfer the money.
Although my family runs an escort agency, the money I earned along the way has nothing to do with escorting. Although the escort agency doesn't spend much money, if I can invest some money, the situation may be better, although it's not too bad now.
Back in the room, Bei Qiao opened the forum and sent a private message to Li Qingqing. After a month of traveling, if someone hadn't sent her private messages every day, she would have almost forgotten that she still had the identity of the Young Escort Leader.
Painter Li Qingqing: Good afternoon, boss!
Escort Agency Qiao Qiao: Good afternoon, how have you been recently?
Painter Li Qingqing: "Very good, boss. Business has been good lately. It's a little strange that someone asked if we have any connection to Linjie City."
Qiao Qiao from the Escort Agency: Well, of course you can. Just answer according to the situation.
Artist Li Qingqing: Got it! As expected of the boss, you've made friends so quickly out there. Oh, and boss, Zhong Tian might be changing the name, and he asked me to let you know in advance.
Qiao Qiao from the Escort Agency: Okay, but why do you suddenly want to change the name?
Painter Li Qingqing: It’s just possible. He once met a client who had a little money but a lot of troubles. He thought his name sounded too big. Well, it seems like that.
Painter Li Qingqing: But he was generous with the money, so Zhong Tian didn’t care. At worst, he could just call out his last name.
Qiao Qiao from the Escort Agency: Is there a different price for changing the name?
Painter Li Qingqing: Haha, boss, you really understand.
After chatting with Li Qingqing for a few minutes, Bei Qiao opened Yu Qian's chat box again. Previously, because of a call from her family urging her to get married, Yu Qian's mood exploded. She simply abandoned her game and went on a three-day tour alone. After three days of being a special forces soldier, her depression turned to exhaustion. After returning home, she collapsed in bed for a long time before getting back online.
Writer Yu Qian: I finally convinced my neighbor to stop paying so much attention to me, but when I was offline for a few days, she seemed to think I fainted from hunger and waited outside my door with a pot of porridge for two days. Oh my god...
Qiao Qiao from the Escort Agency: At least Auntie has given up on finding you a partner, hasn't she? Let's take it one step at a time.
Writer Yu Qian: I really just want to stay at home alone, woo.
After comforting the prospective employee Yu Qian, Bei Qiao chatted with the friends he had made in the capital before, then logged off at noon and had a good rest.
"I forgot to soak my feet in ginger water in advance, and I didn't moxibustion Guanyuan acupoint..." Bei Qiao picked up the glutinous rice balls that came up automatically and put them on his belly: I was careless.
Tangyuan licked his paws and turned over on Beiqiao's belly: "Why is the poop scooper so listless? Forget it, I won't bother her today, snore..."
Bei Qiao hugged her cat and lay on the yoga mat for a while, covered with a blanket. After a busy month in the other world, she had made some money, but the escort agency was still the same, and she had not yet found a stable channel for cashing in.
"There's nothing worth exchanging for money on the mountain, and I haven't seen any other Novice Villages along the way." For player safety, the official maps don't mark the locations of Novice Villages. The maps themselves are sketchy, relying entirely on players to complete them on foot. Bei Qiao had observed nearby villages before choosing the safer main road, but so far, she hadn't found a single one.
The emergence of the Chamber of Commerce provided her with another way to make money. However, this method was also unstable, as the number and difficulty of missions were inherently volatile. Although she had already told Li Qingqing about the official Chamber of Commerce, if the Chamber of Commerce completed too many missions, the escort agency would lose profits. She still needed to find a balance between the two.
"I really envy those protagonists who can pick up down-and-out talents while walking on the street, while other people don't know the value of talents at all. No matter whether it is channels or connections, as long as the protagonist is breathing, he can pick them up..." Bei Qiao also likes to read novels, but it takes time to find well-written novels. Many protagonists in cool novels do not look smart, and always give readers a feeling that anyone can do it.
After a short nap, Bei Qiao got up and went to eat lunch. The tablet on the table was playing the latest news. Domestic news was about peace and prosperity, while foreign news... politicians in certain countries were still as annoying as ever.
"I use the life of a warmonger to wish for great wealth this year, and I will use the life of a human trafficker next time." Bei Qiao slipped his hand and turned off the international news: Today is also the day I want to expel certain people from the world. It would be great if China could occupy a planet alone.
After lunch and a nap, Bei Qiao logged back online and sat up on the bed in his room. Although he was still a little tired, it was boring to stay indoors all the time, so he went downstairs to take a look around.
The official Chamber of Commerce wasn't far from here, and there was room to sit in the basement, so Bei Qiao strolled over there. As she walked through the main door, she noticed two groups of people confronting each other in the hall. One group consisted of young women, all wearing veils, revealing bright eyes that clearly showed they were martial artists.
Something exciting to watch? Bei Qiao, who had originally planned to go to the basement, turned around and sat down on a nearby bench. A group of people were already sitting there, their hands busily occupied, their hands busy with indeterminate tasks. Occasionally, they pretended to chat with one another, but their eyes were constantly glancing at the people engaged in the confrontation. It was obvious they were secretly observing the excitement.
Although no one knew what had happened before, it was clear that the two groups were now in conflict. Bei Qiao listened for more than ten minutes as they repeated the same thing over and over again before she understood the reason for the standoff: someone from the opposing group had mocked the women's sect's rules.
"If someone sees your true face, you either kill him or marry him. What kind of cliché rule is this? Hahaha! Even storybooks don't like to write it this way!" Among the group of people confronting the masked woman, a young man with ordinary looks and wearing a bamboo-patterned robe stood in the front. He had a loud voice and an arrogant expression that made him look like he deserved a beating.
"Our sect's rules have nothing to do with you!"
"Hahaha, are you guys that eager to get married... What's the meaning of that expression on your face?" Seeing Bei Qiao, who was more handsome than him, the man in the bamboo shirt decisively turned his attention to Bei Qiao: "Am I wrong?"
"Judge others by your own standards." Bei Qiao took out her fan and waved it. It wasn't that she wanted to show off, but at this moment, if she didn't do something, she would feel like she was showing weakness.
"Tsk, you're not saying this to favor her just because she's pretty, are you? You don't even care if she's paying attention to you." The man in the bamboo shirt walked over with his neck stiffened and slapped the table: "Am I wrong? Marrying someone just because they look at her face is a forced sale!"
"There's also the option of killing people." Bei Qiao reminded: This is what happens when you wear a turtleneck sweater. As long as your neck is not exposed, some people with bad eyesight will regard me as a potential rival... I'm really idle. If I have that much time, I might as well improve myself.
"What? Killing people isn't against the law?" The man in the bamboo shirt sneered, seizing every opportunity to discredit his supposed rival: "I didn't expect you to be such a cold-blooded lunatic!"
"There's no time limit in the rules. Killing someone for a lifetime is still killing them." Bei Qiao closed his fan and tapped his hands: "As long as the person dies in the end, it doesn't count as a violation of the rules. The same goes for getting married. If you don't like someone, you can wait until they die before calling them husband. There's no requirement to marry them alive."
The man in the bamboo shirt was stunned: "...No, wait a minute..." It was strange, why did he suddenly feel a chill on his back after hearing this?
The eyes of the women wearing veils lit up: their minds were instantly opened!
"What are you waiting for?" Bei Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at the other party: I don't know what to say now? The fighting ability is not good enough.
"You, you're encouraging them to kill by saying that. Yes, you're encouraging murder!" The man in the bamboo shirt held it in for a long time before finally coming up with an excuse: "Killing is wrong anyway!"
"Oh?" Bei Qiao put his right arm on the table, supported his chin and continued to stare at the man, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "So, which girl among them have you set your sights on, planning to pull off her veil and win her over?" He was mocking the girl while still thinking about her, tut tut.
In an instant, everyone in the room turned their gazes towards that person. The young women wearing veils covered their faces with their veils and looked over with wary eyes.
"No, what are you talking about? You're slandering me!" The man in the bamboo shirt, whose heart was touched, almost jumped up on the spot: "How could I be attracted to..."
"Or maybe, more than one?" Bei Qiao sat up straight, crossed his arms after seeing the other party's reaction, and performed a smile disappearing technique in public: "Oh, I guessed it by accident." Usually Bei Qiao would be more tactful when speaking, but as for today, it can only be said that the other party was a bit unlucky and ran into Bei Qiao when he was in a bad mood.
"You are so shameless!" The youngest sister among the masked women was so angry that she jumped over and wanted to hit the man in the bamboo shirt, but was caught in mid-air by the sister next to her like catching a cat, and was forcibly carried back by holding the veil.
The man in the bamboo shirt froze after his thoughts were exposed in public. Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with this idea, and people of both sexes were everywhere, he still felt ashamed to be exposed in public for coveting these women. What's more...
"Wow, no way, no way, someone actually started this?" Upon learning that there was something exciting to watch, several players ran out of the basement and sat next to Bei Qiao, looking at the man in the bamboo shirt as if they were watching a monkey show.
"What's so strange about that? There are people who think they can marry a fairy lady with just two hundred taels of silver."
"That's right, but why does he think that Fairy Sister would be interested in him?"
"Who knows? We are normal people, how can we possibly know what they are thinking?"
"I know this. They interpret girls' rejections as playing hard to get, which helps them discredit the girls. Then they pretend to be victims and use moral blackmail..."
"Shut up!"
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