Chen Cixiu didn't have a good feeling about this country.
After all, someone bought it for free on my very first day.
No one's senses will ever get better.
Fortunately, he had a good attitude, and after his phone was stolen, he did feel much calmer.
When Tian Xin contacted Jiang Yu to ask why Chen Cixiu wasn't replying to her messages, Jiang Yu explained the reason to her.
Tian Xin told him to remember to mention in the group chat after he bought the phone, as there were some tasks he needed to do.
Chen Cixiu was helpless when he saw the news, but he had no choice but to go out and buy a phone.
Jiang Yu is wrapping up her work for today, so she'll be especially busy.
Chen Cixiu was able to buy a mobile phone himself. In foreign countries, if a person who does not speak English does not have a mobile phone and a translator, they will find it difficult to get around, because language barrier will be the biggest obstacle.
Fortunately, he has no problems with daily communication.
There are also signs along the road.
Before buying the phone, Chen Cixiu took the opportunity to explore the city.
The homeless people he saw on the roadside moved him deeply. He never expected that he could actually see these homeless people in real life. Sometimes he even wondered if some people were deliberately filming them like this in order to make a living on the internet.
Although more and more people later captured the truth, and he came to believe it was the truth, seeing it with his own eyes today still shocked him.
People on the street were walking in a hurry.
He discovered that people abroad really are just like those in "The Pursuit of Happyness," always in a hurry.
Actually, this phenomenon exists in China as well. It's just that we've been in China for so long that our hurried pace has become a daily routine, so we don't realize that the hurried pace of the people around us is the same as that depicted in movies.
Chen Cixiu looked left and right and saw a mobile phone store.
He walked toward the mobile phone store.
I need to buy a phone today.
Just as he reached the door.
Suddenly a black man grabbed him.
"Hey, buddy, are you planning to buy a phone?"
The Black man asked him if he needed a cell phone.
Chen Cixiu didn't know why he had pulled him aside to ask that question.
But I still replied to him politely.
"Yes."
Of course, this is communication in English.
The black man said, "Brother, you don't need to buy a phone here, because the phones here are very expensive. You can buy a phone from me. All my phones are brand new. You can buy one from me, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied."
This is?
Mobile phone reseller?
Chen Cixiu couldn't help but think of yesterday's zero-yuan purchase.
He shook his head, indicating he had no intention of buying a phone from him.
Just as he was about to refuse him, he noticed that the black man was staring at him and had even frowned. Then, he exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, bro, it's you."
Chen Cixiu was taken aback.
What does that mean?
He doesn't have any foreign friends either.
He was quite certain that he had only arrived in the country yesterday, and that he had never been abroad before, nor had he made friends with any foreign students at the school.
"Excuse me, I don't know you."
Chen Cixiu said politely.
"Brother, are you Chinese?" the black man asked again.
Chen Cixiu nodded.
"Then say a few words in your country's language so I can hear them."
What do you want to hear?
This sentence is spoken in Mandarin.
"No, I don't know what you're talking about. Wait for me a moment."
He turned around.
He then took out his phone and went to the side to fiddle with it. He then asked Chen Cixiu to translate his words, and after several attempts, he finally got it right.
"Yes, that's your brother."
The Black man took out a cell phone.
Chen Cixiu looked closely and realized it was his own cell phone.
Is this the person who stole his phone yesterday?
"Brother, I'm so sorry, it's a habit, so I took your phone. I'll sell it to you for a hundred dollars, how about it?"
Chen Cixiu's lips twitched.
He said, "You have to respect my hard work. I really like your country, but this phone is the result of my hard work, and I hope you can respect it."
Chen Cixiu was utterly speechless.
That's fucking bad.
My phone got stolen, and now I have to pay to buy it back?
However, adhering to the idea of avoiding unnecessary complications, he still planned to pay.
After all, this person has principles.
In principle, Chen Cixiu could get his phone back without paying him the money, but unfortunately, the principle was in his hands.
If I buy my phone back for 724 yuan, does that count as buying a used phone for 700 yuan?
A brand new phone costs only $799, even though it's only 128GB.
His principles dictate that it's better to spend money for peace of mind; a hundred dollars is just bad luck for him.
Chen Cixiu smiled wryly, preparing to take the money.
Just then, someone shouted "Police!" from behind.
The black man's hand jerked, the phone fell to the ground, and he took off running.
Chen Cixiu was stunned. He bent down and picked up his phone.
I had just looked up when I suddenly heard gunshots.
ah!!!
A scream followed.
Chen Cixiu quickly looked up and saw that the black man from before had been hit.
He swallowed hard.
How come he always seems to run into all sorts of things?
This is so exciting, even more exciting than a movie!
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