The servicewoman said with a wide eyes and a puzzled expression.
"Sir, our service is over until nine o'clock in the evening and we get off work. After 0:00 you said, there has never been such a precedent."
Zhang Yiming looked at the waitress and couldn't determine whether she was lying for a long time, so he waved his hand to let her go.
Zhu Youqian asked heartlessly while eating pastries.
"What should I do now?"
Zhang Yiming didn't know what to do, so he asked:
"It's time for you to show off, let's do it and see if you can find a way."
Zhu Youqian shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.
"Today's hexagram has been calculated, and I can't help it."
Zhang Yiming thought about what to do if he suddenly had an idea, and he remembered Professor Wang who brought him and caring for the first time.
Thinking of this, he quickly took out his cell phone and called Guan Xinci.
"Hello?"
A voice of caring and caring came from the phone.
Zhang Yiming missed caring and asked intimately.
"How are you?"
"When will you come back to Haicheng?"
Guan Xinci lowered his voice.
"If you have something, tell me quickly. My family is still scolding me."
Zhang Yiming hurriedly said as soon as he heard this.
"I think I took us to the ghost market last time, the old professor's phone number."
"I'll send it to you."
After the phone hung up, Zhang Yiming's mobile phone came in with a text message, which was a string of phone numbers.
Spread it out.
"Hello?"
The old professor's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Yiming introduced himself.
"Hello, professor, I am Zhang Yiming. Last time I met Guan Xinci and I in the Ghost Market."
On the other end of the phone, the old professor suddenly realized and put down the magnifying glass in his hand.
"Xiao Zhang, do you have anything to come to me?"
Zhang Yiming said straight to the point:
"Professor, I want to ask you for a favor. I want to sell something in the ghost market."
"But the teahouse I am in now is completely different from what you brought me that day. I said I would get off work at 9 o'clock."
The old professor sat on the chair and laughed:
"Xiao Zhang, this buyer is different from a seller. If you want to sell things in the ghost market, the water here is very deep."
Zhang Yiming straightened his back and asked humbly for advice.
"Look at me with your ears."
The old professor told the story.
"You can sell whatever you want outside the ghost market. Just say hello to the urban management, find a suitable place, and set up a stall. However, if you want to sell things in the teahouse, you have to pay a visit to the wharf first."
Zhang Yiming asked in confusion.
"What does Bai Wharf mean?"
The old professor explained:
"If you are a new place and seek peace, of course you have to contact the person in charge of the ghost market to talk. If you make money on someone else's territory, it's unreasonable not to pay a visit to the wharf."
Zhang Yiming suddenly realized.
The old professor said again:
"Xiao Zhang, what are you going to sell?"
Zhang Yiming dared not hide it.
"It's some silver balls."
After hearing this, the old professor said:
"Then I'll give you some information about silver dollars, which is probably the value of all silver dollars on the market, and the person in charge's phone number will also give you the phone number."
Zhang Yiming thanked repeatedly, saying that he would thank him again when meeting.
After a few greetings, I hung up the phone.
Looking at the information sent by the old professor on his phone.
I probably have some understanding of Yinyuan in my heart, including millions, hundreds of thousands, tens of thousands, thousands, hundreds, and even a few yuan, with prices varying.
Zhang Yiming had a rough idea in his heart and called the person in charge.
"Hey, who?"
Zhang Yiming had never heard such a charming voice. He was numb and took the phone from his ear suspiciously and looked at it. He thought in his heart whether the person who answered the phone was Xiaomi from the person in charge. This is too good at playing.
It’s like this, what do people look like?
Cleared his throat and said.
"I'll find you in charge to discuss business."
A chuckle came from the phone, making people feel excited and beating.
"Oh? Let's talk about it first."
The woman elongates her tail.
Zhang Yiming thought to himself, maybe this woman is not Xiaomi or something, but an assistant secretary or something, and hurriedly said:
"I have a batch of silver balls and gold bricks here, and I want to take action on your territory."
The other party seemed to be interested.
"So that?"
"Where are you now?"
Zhang Yiming responded.
“I’m in the teahouse, private room 205.”
The other party said:
"You wait for me for a while, and you will arrive in ten minutes."
About ten minutes later, I heard the roar of the sports car motor from far to near, and stopped outside the teahouse. Zhang Yiming got up and looked out the window. It was a red Ferrari, which was extremely eye-catching. I don’t know who could calm this color.
The car.
While thinking about it, I saw the car door open, a pair of black high heels stepped on the ground, followed by a pair of straight long legs wrapped in black stockings.
The woman was wearing a fiery red evening dress, and her low-cut and knee-length design showed her perfect figure without a doubt. The strong visual impact was that the air seemed to be burning, and it was so hot that it was suffocating. She had a big black hair and a sunglasses on her face.
, it doesn't really look at what you look like.
I heard the staff of the teahouse bent down to salute and shouted in unison:
"Sister Hong."
The woman swung her waist, and there were four bodyguards in front of her and behind her, and she walked into the teahouse in clusters.
The woman walked up to the private room on the second floor with her long legs and stood in front of the door of the 205 room.
The bodyguard pushed open the door and walked in, and then the woman walked into the room.
The two bodyguards behind consciously closed the door, stood on both sides, and each performed their duties.
...
Inside the house.
One of the bodyguards moved a chair.
The woman sat on a chair, with her two beautiful legs in stockings stacked on her arms, and her arms rested on the arm of the chair.
The bodyguard stepped forward respectfully and lit a cigarette.
The woman had a cigarette between her slender fingers, took a deep breath of her plump and sexy red lips, and leaned back to the back of the chair, elegant and charming.
Slowly activate your lips.
"Who called me?"
Zhu Youqian was stunned when he saw Zhang Yiming and pulled his arm hard.
"Brother, speak!"
Zhang Yiming came to his senses only. He intuitively determined that this woman was the one who called him just now, and her voice was exactly the same.
“Yes… it’s me.”
The woman still has sunglasses on her face, but she still can't see her true appearance clearly, but with the exposure under her sunglasses, she is definitely a big beauty.
"Take it out and give it to me to take a look."
Zhang Yiming hurriedly took out gold bricks and silver balls from his bag and was about to hand them to the woman.
But he was stopped by the bodyguard and took it over and handed it to the woman respectfully.
The woman picked it up and observed it carefully. The white cultivator pinched the silver circle with his fingers, and blew the red lips of the vermilion bird hard. After listening in his ear, he handed the thing to his subordinates.
He took off his sunglasses, stood up and walked to Zhang Yiming.
Extend your hands and introduce yourself.
"I'll get to know you. My name is Ji Hong, and everyone in the martial arts world calls me Sister Hong."
Zhang Yiming gasped at the beauty of the woman in front of him.