Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Yan Xinxin's suspension vehicle was scrapped halfway, so it was naturally impossible to continue sending several people to their original destination.Fortunately, it was a coincidence that the place where they were forced to stop was not too far from the "Ninth District" where the house was located.

——That's why there is a bleak scene of the three of them walking slowly in the vast night road.

I don't know what Yan Xinxin thinks for the time being, but Pei Qingque, who is being held by a man and walking on the empty street, has no complaints, her pair of black and round pupils are still shining brightly under the dark night, and her steps on the road are a bit slow. Jumping for joy, looking around, looking very interested in everything around him.

Pei Qingque's abnormal state of excitement gave the man the illusion that if he didn't pay attention, the cubs would flap their wings and fly away from him.

After finally confirming that the surrounding area was pitch black, and there was nothing he hadn't seen before, Pei Qingque calmed down a little, and grabbed the man's palm that had been heated up again with two small claws.It's just that after a while, the little guy's attention was shifted to other places, and he stretched his neck quietly out of curiosity, and looked at the boss Yan Xinxin who was still alive and kicking after a severe beating.

——Yes, the group of men in black came with bad intentions, and they almost wrote the word "Jie Dao" on their faces, but after a group of people beat them up, Yan Xinxin miraculously only Suffering from some skin trauma, he was able to walk briskly and lead the way on the left front of him and 971, while walking, he turned his head back and forth anxiously, as if Pei Qingque would regret not buying a house halfway, spit stars flying around, He kept promoting how affordable and sought-after his small two-story western-style building was.

That overly noisy appearance made Pei Qingque involuntarily analyze secretly whether it was because the bad guys were too soft-hearted, or Yan Xinxin was too thick-skinned.

About seven or eight minutes later, several people finally walked out of the wilderness and entered the "Ninth District" that Yan Xinxin called.

For the aristocratic celebrities and politicians in the upper class, perhaps no matter which one of the Sixteen United Districts they belong to, they are all classified as "slums" without discrimination.But for the bottom-level people who really live in the joint district, these sixteen districts still have grades of three, six, and nine.

Among them, the ninth district is what they call the "regional center", and it is also the "selling point" that Yan Xinxin tried his best to promote during the sales process.

The Ninth District Yan Xinxin talks about has a (relatively) developed economy, convenient transportation (still), good law and order (maybe), and a beautiful environment (at first glance).However, no matter how it is packaged, these comparative advantages cannot conceal the fact that he is one of the slums.The most obvious thing is that whether it is buying real estate or renting a house, Pei Qingque does not need to give Yan Xinxin the relevant identity proof to register in Star Controls' real estate online trading center, except for paying.

In other words, everything in this place is hidden in darkness, without and without the attention and management of the federal government.It is a corner that is truly forgotten and abandoned by the upper class.

The Ninth Ward doesn't even have a decent border to separate it from the rest of the Union.Passing by that crooked street sign corroded by rust, it is like stepping into this cruel world that has torn the cloak of civilization.

Nights in the Union District are unlike anywhere else.There is no huge display screen with 24-hour non-stop rotation, no means of transportation that come and go, and the tracks are intertwined into a giant network, and there will also be no various strange-shaped buildings suspended in mid-air.

What remains of the Ninth District are only neatly arranged one-story houses, the dim light from the high windows, and the deserted and cold streets.The street lamps were half-bright and half-extinguished due to the unstable voltage. In the thick night, only the huge roar from above was still disturbing everyone's dreams.

All around are gray and white bungalows, so the small two-story western-style building is particularly eye-catching among them.

It's just that the rusted gate and the courtyard full of weeds and vines have modified the abruptness a bit, so that it can be preserved in a low and simple bungalow, so that it will not be smashed by jealous people.

The small calculations in Yan Xinxin's heart were crackling - this small western-style building was invested and built when he first entered the industry. At that time, the sky was still blue and the water paid off. The [-]th District of the Union had not degenerated into a famous slum.He, Yan Xinxin, was just out of the society and an ambitious graduate who wanted to make a career. More importantly, at that time, he weighed just over a hundred...

It's a pity that this two-story small western-style building is beautifully designed, well-selected materials, and geographically superior, but who would have thought that in just a dozen years, the market has changed more than a little bit?

Naturally, people living in slums cannot spend such wronged money.Aristocratic politicians will not even take a step beyond the borders of the [-]th District. It is too late for ordinary residents to cross the class, and they will not buy houses in the [-]th District, lest they become "stains" on their resumes.

However, in order to build it, Yan Xinxin put in a lot of effort and expense.Therefore, from the moment it was built, the fate of this small western-style building was doomed to become a tasteless tasteless and a pity to discard.

Time is the least valuable thing. In just a few short decades, with the flick of a finger, Yan Xinxin stood in front of this small western-style building again, and touched his round belly with a lot of emotion.

Before he could understand why, he felt a huge force coming from his hip behind him, pushing him staggeringly, almost hitting the iron door.

"Don't dawdle, open the door quickly."

It turned out that the taciturn robot along the way suddenly made trouble. Seeing Yan Xinxin standing in front of the door, he began to sigh and sigh. In order to prevent this fat man from acting like a monster again, he had to act first.

Yan Xinxin glared at the robot unwillingly, cursing in his heart, thinking that the other party was just a bully.But the action of taking out the key from the trouser pocket was very quick, which can be regarded as a model of duplicity, greed for life and fear of death.

Boss Yan pushed open the door while apologizing, but secretly agreed with what Wen Zaiye said before, thinking that this young master is a real cheater, a good young master is not right, he came to such a remote slum, and even planned to buy this building Money-losing goods... Since their robots are so ignorant, Yan Xinxin secretly decided to charge an additional [-] yuan for psychological damage.

The old iron door made a toothsome "squeak——" sound when it was pushed open because of its severe corrosion.A smell of rotting plants rushed to the tip of his nose, provoking Pei Qingque to take two steps back on the spot, and involuntarily grabbed the man's sleeve again, his eyes showed a retreat that he didn't realize.

Yan Xinxin didn't feel embarrassed when he was slapped in the face just after bragging. He brushed aside the weeds blocking the door as if nothing had happened.

Pei Qingque's eyes were sharp, and she had already seen the spikes on the bushes and the spiders weaving webs in the corner.This time he didn't even think about it, he immediately went around to the man, opened his arms towards him, his big eyes fluttered, his eyes were innocent and pitiful, and he skillfully said, "Hug!"

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In the end, the bird cub was hugged horizontally by the man and walked into the bungalow, feeling very satisfied.

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I was delayed by other things today, the number of words is relatively small, and I will add one more during the day tomorrow

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