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"Hey! I told you that project won't work. How can such a small investment of ten million be feasible? At least it should be one hundred million! I know our current scale is still small, only a few hundred thousand, but we need to think long-term and set ourselves a small goal!"
The Landlord was boasting over there when Ye Mingshang patted him on the shoulder.
"Who are you?!" The Landlord turned around and glanced at him sideways.
"Give me your ticket," Ye Mingshang said calmly.
"Hey! Who do you think you are, coming up and demanding my ticket? Is this a robbery? Don't think I'm scared just because you look fierce. Security! Security!" The Landlord shouted loudly, drawing disdainful looks from passersby.
A Security Guy nearby rubbed his head and walked over, looking pained. He forced a smile and said, "Hello, sir. How can I assist you?"
"Isn't it obvious? What would I want with you if there wasn't a problem? Look at how poor the security is here! In front of so many people, this Fellow dares to rob my ticket! Do you believe I will file a complaint against you?"
The Security Guy, feeling a headache coming on from the shouting, quickly interrupted him. "Alright, sir, I understand your concern. I will resolve this for you immediately."
He then turned to Ye Mingshang, who looked fierce enough to scare anyone. Chuyi was also startled by his expression, which seemed like he was about to kill someone. However, he still smiled and asked, "Sir, this gentleman claims you stole his ticket. Is that true...?"
Before he could finish his sentence, a stack of colorful bills suddenly appeared in front of him, cutting off his words.
Ye Mingshang held out the stack of cash, about ten thousand yuan, in front of the Landlord. "Give me the ticket, and I'll give you the money."
"Gulugulu!"
The Landlord couldn't help but swallow hard but pretended to be indifferent for the sake of face. "Throwing money at me? Am I someone who lacks money? Stop trying to fool me; just leave." Despite saying this, his eyes were fixed on the stack of cash.
"Smack!" Ye Mingshang slapped the money onto the Landlord's face and pulled out a card from his wallet. "This card has fifty thousand yuan on it. Give me the ticket, and I'll give you the card."
"Gulugulu!"
Several sounds of swallowing echoed as people couldn't help but glance at this young man who was spending money so freely.
"Sir, if you're in a hurry, we can arrange another flight for you to Hunan," one of the Flight Attendants couldn't help but say.
"I want a direct flight," Ye Mingshang said calmly.
"But the tickets are sold out..." the Flight Attendant replied awkwardly.
Ye Mingshang glanced at her and said, "Give me a ticket, and this money is yours."
The Flight Attendant hesitated, but her kindness outweighed her greed. She advised, "Sir, please stay calm. This ticket is only about a thousand."
Ye Mingshang looked at her and said, "You are quite kind." He then turned to the Landlord and said, "Card for you, ticket for me."
The Landlord swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the card. It would be a lie to say he wasn't tempted. Just as he was about to agree, he had a change of heart and grinned, "Well, that's a bit difficult. I'm in a hurry too, but when you're out and about, you should help each other. How about this: give me one hundred thousand, and I'll give you the ticket."
How shameless!
This was what everyone thought. A ticket that costs less than a thousand, and he wants one hundred thousand? That's just too greedy.
Ye Mingshang quietly looked at him and said, "Card for you, ticket for me."
"Hey! Are you deaf or something? I said one hundred thousand! You still..."
Before he could finish his sentence, a young man handed a ticket to Ye Mingshang with a grin. "Here's your ticket; now give me the card."
Ye Mingshang glanced at him, handed over the card, and took the ticket.
The young man quickly took the card and hurriedly went to pick up the cash he had dropped earlier. He then approached with satisfaction. "Thanks, Buddy! Let's go together; I'll return this ticket and buy you another one."
"Okay," Ye Mingshang nodded.
The Landlord stared blankly at the two leaving and suddenly realized something. He hurriedly shouted, "Hey! Do you still want your ticket? Fifty thousand is fine! No? Forty thousand? Thirty thousand? Even ten thousand will do!"
Seeing the Landlord's expression, everyone felt relieved. "Serves you right for being greedy!"
However, some regretted not going to exchange it themselves; they could have kept that sixty thousand for themselves.
After completing the procedures, Ye Mingshang took his ticket and boarded the plane. The young man excitedly touched the card in his hand and whispered, "Great, now I have the tuition fee, no need to work part-time."
This was just a small episode, and Ye Mingshang didn't pay much attention to it; he was only focused on achieving his goals.
Later, this incident was shared online and gained some popularity. While some people praised it, others mocked it, claiming it was staged.
On the plane, the Landlord even took the opportunity to teach Ye Mingshang a lesson by deliberately spilling hot water on him as he passed by. However, could such a petty trick succeed? The outcome was clear; to others, it looked like he had tripped and spilled hot water all over himself.
Although the Landlord continued to glare at him with resentment, Ye Mingshang paid no mind. There were many insignificant people like him who did not catch his attention. However, if anyone dared to provoke him repeatedly, they would certainly not have a good outcome.
The headquarters of the Black Witch Cult is located in the outskirts far from the city. The Black Witch Cult is also a branch of Miao Witchcraft. The Miao people are divided into two groups: the settled Miao and the traditional Miao. The settled Miao live like ordinary people in urban areas; apart from knowing they are Miao people, many do not even speak the Miao language.
The traditional Miao continue to uphold their ancestral customs and live according to past traditions. However, they reside in remote areas and do not interact with outsiders, maintaining their own autonomy.
To reach Shengmiao Village, the quickest way is to book a tour with a travel agency that will take you there. Besides travel agencies, Shengmiao Village does not allow anyone else to enter. They permit travel agencies because they can charge substantial fees and have a large number of unsuspecting tourists to exploit.
In this age of information explosion, finding a travel agency is quite simple. He randomly chose a relatively quiet travel agency online and quickly received someone to pick him up after paying the deposit.
This travel agency was expensive—about twice as much as others—but the service was worth it. They provided private transportation without pressuring customers to buy anything. Some people try to save money by opting for cheaper travel agencies but end up spending just as much while feeling frustrated.
(To be continued.)
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