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  Pang Hai City, a beautiful coastal city in East China Sea, is located at the coastal economic port. With developed import and export trade, it has been thriving in the tide of reform and opening-up, and now it has become a modern metropolis with a strong sense of modernity.

  Wu Ming almost ran his legs off, finding several large jewelry stores, but it was the same as in the county town's jewelry store, no one wanted to take in goods of unknown origin. In these times, having fewer troubles is better than more, nobody wants to stir up trouble. Finally, he found an old-fashioned shop, a pawnshop called "Dang Guang Guang"!

  The name of the store itself had a ruthless and unyielding tone, anything valuable was fair game for them to take in. The appraiser at the pawnshop fiddled with the diamond earrings before the boss carefully quoted a price of 180,000 yuan, adding that they could add another 20,000 if he wanted to make it a "dead" pawn. His tone was full of tentative meaning, but what surprised him was that Wu Ming didn't raise any objections and immediately chose the dead pawn option, only asking for cash payment.

  As if afraid that Wu Ming would change his mind, the boss hastily made a phone call, and soon, a fashionable woman carrying a men's briefcase arrived at the store.

  A stack of red tickets fluttering in the ticket puncher...

  I don't know what it's like for others to have 200,000 yuan. Anyway, Wu Ming didn't feel anything, his heart was as still as dead water, and he had a bit of a taste for viewing wealth as dirt. He withdrew his gaze from the counting machine and began to appreciate with great interest the various treasures and antiques in the pawnshop...

  After tapping on the bill, the boss cleared his throat twice, pulling back Wu Ming's gaze, and then said cautiously: "This is two million, please check it."

  Wu Ming's face was filled with disappointment: "Never mind, just find a paper bag and help me pack it up."

  This is a master who doesn't take money seriously! The boss's heart skipped a beat.

  Those who don't take money seriously may be bank employees, but bank employees who can afford top-level diamonds often spend their later years in prison. This young bald man is probably not a bank employee. He's either rich or noble, not an ordinary person.

  The boss's mind turned quickly, and he immediately put on a flattering expression, facing Wu Ming with a respectful tone: "This white diamond on your ear stud is only two carats, but the quality and craftsmanship are top-notch. I'll add 50,000 yuan to it, what do you think... Ah..."

  Wu Ming hadn't even responded yet, when the woman who had brought the money grabbed the boss's ear and scolded in a low voice: "Idiot! Doing business like this, I'll lose my underwear!"

  Wu Ming shrugged and smiled faintly, "No need, save it to buy a good pair of underwear for your wife!" After finishing speaking, he casually picked up the paper bag and walked out of the pawnshop.

  Out of the door, Wu Ming hailed a taxi and got in. After getting in, he spat out three words: "Pedestrian Street."

  "The traffic is terrible now, should we take a detour?"

  "Let's go around!"

  At five o'clock in the afternoon, at the peak of rush hour, the road was filled with a long line of cars, and Wu Ming's taxi was moving slowly through the traffic flow, except for red lights, the speed was almost unaffected, and the driver's skills were evident.

  After driving around in the city for a long time, Wu Ming's taxi finally stopped, and they arrived at the most famous pedestrian street in Chonghai City.

  "Master, great skills!" Wu Ming praised with a smile, pulled out a 100-yuan bill and handed it to the driver, generously saying: "No need for change, consider the rest as a tip..."

  After Wu Ming got out of the car, the driver showed a helpless expression. This was the first time in his driving career that he had received such a small tip...

  The meter reads: 99.0 yuan.

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  Pang Hai City's most prosperous pedestrian street, pedestrians are in constant flow, famous brand stores with different styles stand in a row, and a luxurious atmosphere comes straight to your face...

  "Chicken wings, I love to eat..." Wu Ming carried a bulging paper bag and hummed a tune as he walked on the pedestrian street.

  He hummed a few notes, and Wu Ming came to life with enthusiasm. He lightly coughed twice, "Hmph..." He spat out the thick phlegm in his throat onto the ground, just about to change to a higher pitch for another attempt.

  Just then, a middle-aged woman wearing a red scarf suddenly flashed over and stared at the round phlegm on the ground, saying sternly: "Was this spit here?"

  "Although I don't want to admit it..." Wu Ming revealed a face of "who else but me", and proudly said: "But such stylish phlegm, who else can spit out besides me?"

  The aunt was pleased and laughed, scolding: "Don't be poor, fine 50 yuan!"

  Wu Ming hehe smiled twice and was about to hand over the money for the fine...

  "Never mind, never mind..." The aunt suddenly shook her head, and Wu Ming let out a slight sigh, then continued with a smile: "You've just come out of the hospital, right? You must be short on money too, so I won't fine you this time. Just be more careful next time!"

  It's really touching! As he watched the departing figure of the big mom, Wu Ming revealed a faint smile...

  Boss, this is the largest and most eye-catching sign on Pedestrian Street. Boss is a luxury international brand, Wu Ming didn't expect that "small" Penghai City would have a clothing specialty store of this brand.

  Those who offend the heavenly dignity of China will be punished no matter how far away they are! Wu Ming stepped into this foreigner's specialty store, ready to wash away the shame brought by the Eight-Power Allied Forces in his own way. His way of washing away the shame was to let others extort him ruthlessly?

  It's actually a specialty store opened in the Chinese territory, and there are no foreigners in the luxurious store. Among the five or six salesgirls, two or three of them have blonde hair, which can only be considered as pseudo-foreigners who worship foreign things.

  Alright! Although he's a foreigner, after all, he's still a compatriot. Let him off this time... the magnificent seven-story pagoda? Wu Ming's overbearing aura weakened slightly...

  A string of curious eyes shot towards the entrance at Wu Ming, sizing him up before revealing disdain in their gazes. Several salesgirls chatted amongst themselves, completely ignoring him.

  The dog's eyes are low, and Wu Ming suddenly feels that the big mom who can't bear to fine him is a hundred times more lovely than the girls here. Hum! If you don't give them some color, they won't know that there is a guard named Ma Han beside Bao Qingtian, which has three eyes!

  Ma Han and Ma Wangye should be the same person, right? Wu Ming scratched his head, not quite sure, then put on a proud face and said coldly: "Don't you know the etiquette of treating guests? Your quality is really poor..."

  Standard Eros language!

  Foreign guest? The faces of several shopping guides changed immediately, and at this time, a middle-aged woman wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked down the winding staircase from the second floor...

  "What's going on?"

  "Manager... he... us..." The girls stammered and couldn't get the words out.

  A sickly pale complexion, a pair of slippers, and a young man with a cold expression. The manager immediately guessed a few points and said in a cold voice: "You several, this month each person will be deducted 200 yuan..." As she spoke, she put on an apologetic expression and continued to Wu Ming: "Sorry, they delayed you, to show our apology, if you consume here, everything is 20% off."

  The clever manager apologized while also trying to retain the customers, and Wu Ming turned to the girls and asked seriously: "Do you think I'm handsome?"

  Mandarin? Several girls looked at each other, and one of them stuttered: "You... you're very handsome."

  "Hmm! A very honest answer!" Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction and smiled: "Forgive me, now I need your help to choose clothes."

  "Alright, alright..." Several girls who were eager to show off in front of the manager rushed up and surrounded Wu Ming like a multitude of stars crowding around the moon.

  First floor formal wear, second floor casual wear, third floor shoes and socks and underwear, Wu Ming swept up one by one, liked to buy and wear, disliked bought as a rag, several sales girls followed behind him with a smile that couldn't be closed...

  Wu Ming spent 80,000 yuan and got a permanent 85% off VIP card for Hua Xia Tian Wei!

  Black slim-fit shirt, tight black casual pants, leather shoes as shiny as the head, as the saying goes, "a horse relies on its saddle and a man relies on his stirrup", I'm really handsome, after confirming myself for the tenth time in front of the floor mirror, Wu Ming walked out of the boss's specialty store with a self-satisfied smile.

  Carrying big and small bags, walking out of the pedestrian street, Wu Ming hailed a taxi...

  Hilton.

  "Hilton?" The driver showed a meaningful smile and said: "Fortunately, I met you. If it were someone else, they would really not be able to find that place."

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  Hilton Beauty Salon, located in the old town of Ponghai City, is a three-story dilapidated building with a faded signboard swaying in the wind. Inside, over ten seductive women dressed in revealing attire sit around, their snow-white thighs radiating a dazzling light that mesmerizes men.

  Is this Hilton? Is this Hilton's mother? Wu Ming's mouth twitched...

  As soon as Wu Ming stopped to take a look around, a girl waved at him and said, "Hey handsome, want to get your hair washed?"

  Dare to invite a bald man to wash his head, wolfish ambition, obvious as if exposed. Wu Ming coldly snorted, "You damned demon, you actually intended to entice me with your beauty, am I that kind of person?"

  Of course, we won't go to hell, who will? After we finish eating, come back and clean up these monsters!

  Soon, Wu Ming found a small hotel near Hilton Beauty Salon.

  No ID card, cannot check-in.

  Wu Ming said he is willing to pay 1,000 yuan!

  How many rooms do you want?

  Entering the fourth floor hotel room, Wu Ming threw his large and small bags of money onto the bed, quickly walked to the window, stretched out his hand to grab the anti-theft device and shook it, should be able to kick it off with one foot?

  What am I thinking? What am I doing?

  This subconscious behavior made Wu Ming cry and laugh at the same time, his every move seemed not like a normal person, Lèzi got bigger and bigger!

  What's the point of thinking so much! When soldiers come, we'll fight; when horses come, we'll stable them. Wu Ming rubbed his rumbling stomach and picked up the room key to head out in search of food.

  Cosmic big stall, a tiny shop of less than fifty square meters.

  The night life has just begun, and in the small shop there is only one table of customers. Five men with bare arms are eating hot pot, each with tattoos: a blue dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a brocade mouse on their chest. They look fierce and evil, definitely not good people.

  Wu Ming walked over to their neighboring table, sat down and picked up the plastic menu, scanned it for a few seconds, only to find that all the dish names were unfamiliar.

  "What's to eat? What wine is there to drink?" A stout woman with a waist like a water bucket came over.

  "Wine?" Wu Ming subconsciously furrowed his brow, then shook his head and said: "I don't drink wine, bring out every dish of meat here!"

  The aunt with the bucket waist left with a hint of surprise, because there were not many guests, the dishes came up quickly, and in a short while, more than a dozen dishes filled the table.

  Wu Ming tried to use chopsticks a few times, but found it very unaccustomed, so he simply picked up the spoon instead of chopsticks. In the end, he didn't even use the spoon and directly grabbed with his hands, gobbling down like a refugee who had been starving for three days.

  The wind rolled away the remaining clouds, and in just a moment, the table was left in disarray, with over ten dishes already emptied.

  Full, the taste is not bad! Wu Ming elegantly picked up a paper towel to wipe his mouth, just wanting to wave for the bill, reached out and found that he had forgotten to bring money!

  What to do? Take things back and get a refund? Eat for free? That's what most people on earth think.

  Wu Ming's mouth slightly hooked up, he stood up and walked over to a few men drinking and playing rock-paper-scissors at the next table...

  He stretched out his hand and slapped a big guy on the shoulder, shouting in extreme surprise: "Brother Měng! It's Brother Měng!"

  The big man felt a burning pain on his shoulders, he didn't move, staring at Wu Ming with a hesitant expression: "What?"

  "Don't you remember your little brother? I'm Mo Ziren!" Wu Ming's expression became increasingly excited, as he put his arm around the big man's shoulder and said generously: "It's better to meet by chance than to make an appointment, today this table is on me."

  This is a stupid guy who admits his mistake! But it's even more foolish not to eat the free food that's delivered to your doorstep! Several men secretly laughed in their hearts...

  The big guy caught his brother's gaze and immediately put on a look of sudden realization, laughing loudly: "So it was you, little one! That eating appearance just now, had you just let it out?"

  "Yes, yes, yes... I cheated a few people and was locked up for a few days."

  "Haha... I knew you were no good."

  "Boss... bring a few more dishes!" Wu Ming yelled loudly, turning his head to face several men, smiling and continuing: "Today we met the mighty brother, it's really exciting! We must drink a few cups well, I'll go to the bathroom first, and come back soon to accompany you brothers..."

  "Hurry up, kiddo!"

  "Alright, let's go and come back..."

  Seeing Wu Ming sitting with his neighbors was a familiar face, the boss of the big stall didn't say anything, and he stared at him as he walked towards the public toilet not far away.

  The wind is sighing and whistling, the Yi River is cold, Wu Ming went away and never came back...

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