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Chapter 667 I won’t end up being a technician

Chapter 667 I won’t end up being a technician

The boss suddenly became enthusiastic and pointed to the sofa in the hall and said, "Let's sit down and chat slowly!"

Ye Changqing smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk about it in detail.

If you can get this done for me.

I will definitely thank you handsomely.”

The purpose of his visit was to find Chen Xuewen.

He is willing to spend more money as long as the job can be done well.

The boss guided Ye Changqing to sit down, then enthusiastically poured tea. Finally, he took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and handed it to Ye Changqing: "Come on, brother, have a cigarette first."

She held a thin cigarette in her hand, her delicate nails gleaming in the light, and her eyelashes, curled upwards, fluttered.

His eyes were shining as he stared at Ye Changqing.

Ye Changqing waved his hand: "Thank you, boss, I don't smoke."

The boss put the cigarette back into the cigarette box with a smile and began to introduce himself: "Don't call me boss, it's too unfamiliar.

I am a few years older than you.

My last name is Zheng, and I should be a few years older than you.

You can call me Sister Zheng."

Ye Changqing also smiled. Sister Zheng's good attitude proved that she cared about his affairs.

This is a good thing.

He smiled and nodded.

Seeing that Ye Changqing didn't respond, Sister Zheng got straight to the point: "Your friend's name is Chen Xuewen, right?

When did he come? Can you be more specific about the time? I'll ask someone."

Ye Changqing turned to Zhou Lehong and said, "You know better than me, tell me."

Zhou Lehong was sitting in the corner of the sofa. When Ye Changqing spoke, he immediately sat up straight: "Chen Xuewen came to Houston in the summer two years ago.

I remember it was in June, maybe June 18th.”

Sister Zheng took out her phone, opened her notepad, and wrote down the information. Seeing that Zhou Lehong had stopped talking, she urged, "Keep going!"

Zhou Lehong shook his head: "I don't know anything else."

Sister Zheng was stunned for a moment: "You are kidding me, right?

How can I find this little bit of information?"

Zhou Lehong smiled awkwardly: "That's all I know."

Ye Changqing suddenly remembered something: "There are his photos, his passport, and his files."

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and used the Bluetooth function to transfer the photos to Sister Zheng.

Beside him, Zhou Lehong stood up and stretched his head to take a look.

Sister Zheng looked at the photo and nodded: "It will be easy with the photo.

Now, little brother, let’s talk about the price.”

Ye Changqing nodded: "Okay, let's talk about the price."

Sister Zheng's eyes swept over Ye Changqing and she said with a smile, "I'm from China too.

I know the situation in the country, the economy is not good.

I see you're not wealthy.

For the sake of being comrades.

I'll ask for less for you.

Two thousand dollars.

Give me two thousand dollars, and I promise I'll help you find any place where there are Chinese people. "Two thousand dollars?

Ye Changqing frowned. Spending two thousand dollars to find someone in a city seemed a bit too little.

Sister Zheng had been observing Ye Changqing's expression, and seeing this, she smiled and said, "This time, I'm mainly here to help you.

I won’t make any money.

How about this, you give me $1,800.

I'm giving you a $200 discount.

Interesting enough! "

Another two hundred less?

Ye Changqing originally thought that the other party wanted less, but he didn't expect it to be reduced again. He smiled and said, "No need to reduce it.

Just two thousand dollars!"

……

Sister Zheng was stunned. This was the first time she'd ever seen a customer raise the price. For a moment, she even thought the guy in front of her was a wealthy man from a developed Eastern European country.

Beside him, Zhou Lehong curled his lips. It was the first time in his life that he saw someone giving someone extra money.

Even if you have a lot of money, you shouldn't spend it like this.

He felt a little more contempt for Ye Changqing.

Seeing Sister Zheng's surprised look, Ye Changqing explained seriously, "I'm giving you an extra 200 yuan just to make you more serious when looking for someone.

If you find someone.

I'll give you another two thousand dollars!"

Sister Zheng's eyes widened when she heard this. She had just added two hundred, and then he added another two thousand.

A person from a poor place.

A person who comes out to make money.

She seemed to understand something: "Chen Xuewen must be very important to you."

Ye Changqing nodded: "It's very important."

Zhou Lehong showed an imperceptible curve at the corner of his mouth. Adding two hundred dollars was already stupid enough.

He actually added another two thousand dollars.

So sick!

Sister Zheng smiled and said to Ye Changqing: "Since it is so important, I will definitely do my best.

It's settled now. You pay first.

Pay two thousand dollars first."

Ye Changqing turned to look at Zhou Lehong, and seeing his bewildered expression, he said unhappily, "What are you looking at?

Give me money! "

it's me again?

Zhou Lehong showed bitterness on his face. No wonder he didn't feel bad about spending money.

Love is not about spending his money.

Although he was dissatisfied, he had no choice but to take out his wallet, pay out a thousand US dollars, and hand it to Sister Zheng.

Sister Zheng took the money and stood up: "You guys go upstairs and rest. I'll find someone to investigate now."

Ye Changqing stood up: "Thank you for your help."

After saying that, he walked towards the stairs first.

Zhou Lehong and Wang Qiaoqiao left and jogged to catch up.

Sister Zheng watched the three people go upstairs silently before she returned to the bar and lit another cigarette.

He took two puffs, took out his phone, and searched through the phone book until he found a name called Yang Baolai.

Then he dialed the number.

Twenty minutes later, a young man wearing a basketball vest, loose jeans and a black turban walked in.

He walked to the counter, took off his headphones, reached out and took Sister Zheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Beautiful girl, did you miss me?"

Sister Zheng pulled her hand away: "I have something else to ask you."

Yang Baolai smiled and said, "Beauty, as long as you pay me, I can sleep with you or do things for you."

As he spoke, he held Sister Zheng's hand again.

Sister Zheng frowned: "I have an opportunity to make money.

If it's done, I'll give you five hundred dollars.

Do you want to do it?"

Yang Baolai smiled and said, "Whatever you do, it doesn't matter.

Give it to me first!"

Sister Zheng shook her head: "I'll give you the money after I'm done."

Yang Baolai let go of Sister Zheng's hand: "Tell me, what's the matter. Let me tell you first, I won't do anything dangerous.

I don't touch drugs.

I don’t do anything like human trafficking.”

Sister Zheng was a little surprised: "Aren't you short of money?

If you don't do this or that, do you still want to make money?"

The smile on Yang Baolai's face disappeared, and he said helplessly: "Tell me what you want to do. I will try my best to complete this order."

Sister Zheng smiled and said, "That's more like it, it's actually very simple.

There's a local idiot in China who says he's looking for someone named Chen Xuewen."

Chen Xuewen?

Yang Baolai's eyes flickered as he asked curiously, "Are you sure your name is Chen Xuewen?"

Sister Zheng smiled and said, "Do you know him?"

Chen Xuewen shook his head: "I don't know him, but he sounds a little familiar. However, people in China all study literature and martial arts. Some of them are called Zhenhua or Zhenguo. It's normal to sound familiar."

Sister Zheng nodded: "You are right, the names are so unfashionable.

Let’s not talk about this, I’m going to tell you something serious.

He came looking for someone and was willing to pay.

He said he would give me one thousand dollars if I found it.

You give me five hundred and I give you five hundred."

Yang Baolai looked at Sister Zheng deeply and said, "No matter how much money they pay you for the work you take, I won't be jealous.

I only earn my $500.

Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Sister Zheng continued, “It’s impossible to find someone.

But this money must be earned.

You just need to come over, tell him where you met Chen Xuewen, and then take him to a place.

After arriving at the place.

You try to get rid of them.

Then I’ll give you five hundred dollars.”

Yang Baolai nodded: "I understand, just give him false news.

Then he cheated me out of five hundred dollars.

That’s right.”

Sister Zheng showed an awkward smile on her face: "Don't say it so harshly,

You know, people from China all find us friendly.

And trust us.

This is the best money to make, and there is no risk.”

Yang Baolai sneered, "Houston has people from all over the world. Korean, Japanese, Filipino, Indian... people from at least a hundred countries.

Can't you just cheat people from different countries?

Do you have to lie to your own people?"

Sister Zheng frowned: "What's wrong with you? I only speak Chinese. Can I fool those foreigners you mentioned?

lets change a topic.

I just want to ask you about this money, do you make money or not?"

Yang Baolai gritted his teeth, staring at Sister Zheng, and after a long moment he said, "I just arrived and was cheated out of all my money.

I hate liars the most!

If he is not a liar, he has already graduated from a prestigious university!

I wouldn’t be reduced to being a technician!!!”