"The tickets to Citibank are cheaper now, and there's nothing to do in New York, right? So I came."
Song Luo made up an excuse and said with a smile: "Besides, I think even if something happens, it can't be done to me."
A level five transcendent is already considered one of the top combat forces on Earth.
Even if you are trapped in a secret realm, the probability of survival is much greater than that of others.
Not to mention, Song Luo is not just an ordinary fifth-level transcendent, but a wall-hanger.
There's no way, life with cheats is so boring.
"You little kid, you're quite interesting."
The old man surnamed Wang smiled, stood up, and planned to cook for Song Luo to taste the white-cut chicken made by this Northeasterner.
The white girl next to him heard something ambiguously. She seemed to understand the Xia language, but only a little bit and could not hear it completely.
"Hello, are you from Xia Country?"
The white girl didn't have any other intentions, so she simply sat opposite Song Luo and chatted with him intermittently: "My name is Selena, what's your name?"
The white girl in front of him actually doesn't look like she meets the traditional white characteristics. She looks a bit mixed-race, but the mixed-race feeling is very weak. Song Luo also knows that she should be of Latina descent.
"My name is Zuo Yuan."
Song Luo said, and at the same time asked: "Excuse me, are you Latino?"
"My father came from Mexico... through some special channels, and my mother is a local." Selina did not deny anything, but smiled.
Special channel, smuggling, right?
Song Luo didn't say anything, but chatted with Selina one sentence at a time, mainly about New York. During the chat, Selina revealed that she was studying in the high school department of Anmeni Middle School and was quite familiar with this area.
From her words, Selina seemed to be very proud to be studying at Anmeni Middle School.
She came here to work to earn money for her studies and to support herself. An hour later, she would go to a high-end restaurant to work as a waitress.
As for why I’m not going to school…because today is a day off.
As for why she was here...it was because her home was nearby, in Chinatown, and Master Wang was her neighbor.
Chinatown is not only inhabited by people of Xia descent; people of other races can also settle here, but they may face language barriers.
Song Luo was a foreigner, so naturally he didn't know what kind of middle school Anmeni Middle School was. He could only nod and agree.
After all, Song Luo had no choice but to agree.
After the white-cut chicken was served, Song Luo said, "By the way, I'm in need of a tour guide. If you're interested, we can talk."
"A daily salary of 10,000, you might consider it."
After saying that, Song Luo began to enjoy the boiled chicken.
It is cooked but not rotten, with crisp skin and smooth meat, original flavor, light and delicious.
Before Song Luo finished eating, Master Wang brought another serving of white-cut chicken, but the color was darker.
Song Luo took a bite and felt that it was sweeter than the normal version. The taste...it was hard to say whether it was unpalatable or not.
It's just... a little weird.
It's so weird, let me try it again.
He ate it mouthful by mouthful, and Song Luo didn't know how to describe it.
On the other side, Selina was a little stunned.
What does it mean, a daily salary of 10,000?
this……
Such treatment cannot be said to be high, it can be said to be top-notch!
Even for some experienced tour guides who have been working in the industry for many years and receive wealthy businessmen and even leaders from various countries, their daily salary is about this, right?
It would be a lie to say that I wasn't moved. Selena really needed the money.
but……
The sudden appearance of such a person and his words would inevitably make people feel a little suspicious.
As if he saw the girl's embarrassment, Song Luo smiled slightly and then said, "I can pay first."
After saying that, Song Luo took out a check, swiftly wrote down the amount of one hundred thousand, and signed Zuo Yuan's name.
All checks signed by Zuo Yuan are valid.
This is what the fourth-level transcendent from Watcher said before.
Anyway, Zuo Yuan is just a false name to Song Luo, and it will be useless after he leaves the United States.
It would be better to just spend it here and be done with it.
Although Song Luo could offer the girl a daily salary of 100 million, this was a bit too much... After all, the money was paid by the U.S. authorities.
After all, Song Luo also has to maintain Zuo Yuan's master style. What's the point of giving money to people everywhere?
Disgusting, right?
Doing that is really not like a master.
Therefore, no matter what, Song Luo would never do such a thing.
In the final analysis, one sentence: the character cannot collapse!
Selina looked at the check for $100,000 on the table, and her breathing became rapid.
She really needs money.
And even if you don't need the money, getting 100,000 for no reason is still a good thing.
With this thought in mind, Selina looked at Song Luo's handsome face again and was ready to agree without hesitation.
If there really is 100,000, then Selina would be willing to go into the woods even if it means doing so.
After all, Song Luo is quite handsome. If he is really rich, then Selina is not impossible...
These are all girly fantasies.
For Song Luo, his idea was very simple.
That is, Latin Americans are actually more in line with the aesthetic standards of the Xia people. After all, they are mixed-race children of indigenous people and colonists. In Song Luo's opinion, their appearance is not bad anyway.
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