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As an enlightened principal and a qualified second uncle, Jun Yi is naturally very happy to see his nephew get along with his future nephew-in-law and work hard to improve.
The two people¡¯s leave applications were approved on the spot without any suspense.
Not only that, Jun Yi even enthusiastically sent them to the door of the office¡ª¡ª
¡°If you need anything, just buy it. If you don¡¯t have enough money, just ask your family!
"If you encounter someone like a tomb robber again, don't hesitate. If you can beat him, just beat him. If you can't beat him, call someone for help. You must never feel wronged when you go out, you know?"
There¡¯s more¡¡±
"Second uncle."
Seeing that the chatterbox mode couldn¡¯t stop once it started, Jun Luo interrupted helplessly:
"Pay attention to your identity, you are a principal after all."
How can any principal speak to students like this?
It sounds like a mountain king telling his dandy junior!
Although Jun Luo didn't say the following words directly, Jun Yi could vaguely guess the look on his face, and couldn't help but glared at him secretly in annoyance¡ª¡ª
This brat really doesn¡¯t know what¡¯s good or bad, and he doesn¡¯t even think about who he¡¯s doing for!
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Although I have obtained detailed information about the black market from Rong Qing before, it is a black market after all. Even with a map, it may not be that easy to find.
Although Su Qingyu returned to the dormitory as early as noon to distribute the gifts to Lin Anan and the others, and immediately came over with Jun Luo, she still spent a whole afternoon searching for them before she succeeded as night fell. Find the legendary one,
A black market receptionist located inside an underground billiards city¡ª¡ª
"Hello, are you Anthony?"
The young man sitting in front of the counter raised his head, glanced at Su Qingyu and the others, and asked vaguely while cracking melon seeds:
"Do you think my hair is oily?"
Su Qingyu blinked: "Can't see clearly, reflection."
"Really? It seems like you need to wash your hair."
The young man sighed, put down the melon seeds, and continued to ask with a sad look:
"But I don't have any money to buy shampoo. Can you lend me some money?"
"Then we have to discuss it with my wife."
"Wife?" The young man was slightly startled: "Don't you have a wife?"
"Yes, so there is no need to discuss!"
Su Qingyu took out a pack of portable shampoo with a smile:
"But I can give you a pack of this directly~"
¡°It¡¯s actually my favorite brand.¡±
The young man nodded and finally stood up:
¡°Come with me, I¡¯ll show you where I wash my hair.¡±
Hearing this, Su Qingyu also breathed a sigh of relief¡ª¡ª
If the information given by Rong Qing is indeed correct, then the code is correct and you can enter the black market!
I quickly followed up with the young man, watching him open door curtains one after another, and walked windingly in the dark maze for about ten minutes, before I finally saw him vaguely in front of me. There was a glimmer of light.
But the young man did not take Su Qingyu and the others out immediately. Instead, he touched the wall sideways, took out two sets of black robes and masks hanging down to his ankles, and handed them to the two of them.
The voice without any emotion seems to be less and less popular in this quiet underground passage:
"The rules of the black market are that you can choose whether to wear these, but you are never allowed to lift other people's black robes and masks, otherwise law enforcement will be dispatched to kill the violators on the spot." (Remember this site's URL: www.hlnovel.com