When going to the Internet cafe, the Internet can give you everything you want. Zhao Lingjun remembers an advertisement said this.

It is said that the Internet has the magical magic power that can turn a pig into a prince charming and a dinosaur into a super beauty. Even a woman with nothing but big breasts and big butts can guide the trend of an era after the mysterious changes in the Internet's magic. I'm afraid even the most powerful wizard in history cannot do this.

Although after working hard for a long time and comparing n ancient characters, Zhao Lingjun did not find any relevant information about the kind of characters on the bamboo sheet. However, with the belief in the omnipotence of the Internet, Zhao Lingjun did not give up easily, and finally found an ancient language research association on a webpage.

Zhao Lingjun is no stranger to Qili Lane.

Qili Lane is actually not a small alley. It was said that it was a second-hand market invested by a guy named Jay Chou. Later, due to poor management, he sold it to a merchant to make a trading market for gold and antiques. Because it was not far from Zhao Lingjun's company, Zhao Lingjun also went to that place when he first came to the company. However, there seemed to be much more fakes there than real ones, and Zhao Lingjun had no money to buy these things, so Zhao Lingjun never went there after he transferred it. Zhao Lingjun did not notice that there was an ancient literature research association there.

It was only about ten yuan from the company's taxi to Qili Lane. Zhao Lingjun only thought about it for a few seconds before making a decision.

Compared with the company's monthly bonus, the content on the bamboo sheet is not attractive at all.

So after dinner at the company, Zhao Lingjun burped and said to Zhang Changsheng who was napping in a chair: "Boss, please ask me for leave in the afternoon. I have something to do to go out."

"No, you." Zhang Changsheng was almost asleep, but after hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, he immediately woke up. "You just asked for leave yesterday and asked again today. You are not unaware of Hao Meili's methods. Do you not win this month's monthly prize?"

"She can deduct it." Zhao Lingjun said to Zhang Changsheng while packing his things. "It's only a few hundred yuan anyway, so I don't care."

"Anyway, it's only a few hundred yuan?" Zhang Changsheng was stunned. When he wanted to talk to Zhao Lingjun again, he only saw Zhao Lingjun's back carrying a bag.

"This guy is so singular now. He doesn't even care about the moon prize." Zhang Changsheng thought for a long time and finally came to a conclusion. "This guy must have had a try with the mm he came to the morning. But this guy is too naughty. He actually asked for leave in the afternoon and had to have dinner at the company before leaving."

"What, you want to take a leave in the afternoon? Are you going to date the little nurse who came in the morning?"

When Zhao Lingjun secretly wanted to take advantage of the lunch break to sneak out of the company, she was caught by Meng Xue at the front desk. Meng Xue's first reaction coincided with Zhang Changsheng's point of view.

"She is not a little nurse, but an internal physician." Zhao Lingjun realized that he had made a huge mistake.

Because Zhao Lingjun saw Meng Xue's face immediately covered with frost.

"No, no, don't get me wrong." Zhao Lingjun saw that Meng Xue had changed again, and immediately rushed to explain. "I went out in the afternoon to do business, not to go on a date with her."

"Really?" After hearing what Zhao Lingjun said, Leng Ruobingshuang's face also showed signs of thawing. "You haven't lie to me?"

"Of course I didn't lie to you." Zhao Lingjun said with a wry smile. "Even if I take the courage of a leopard, I won't dare to lie to you."

"Then what are you going out to do?" A smile appeared on Meng Xue's face.

"I..." Zhao Lingjun was a little hesitant, not knowing how he should say to Meng Xue.

"Okay, Zhao Lingjun, you actually learned to lie." Meng Xue's face changed again when she saw Zhao Lingjun's hesitant look.

"I didn't lie to you. I just wanted to go to Qili Lane." Zhao Lingjun was anxious.

When the pig is anxious, he can jump over the wall. In a hurry, Zhao Lingjun suddenly burst into inspiration: "A friend of mine heard that there is an ancient Chinese literature research association in Qilixiang, and he happened to have a bamboo piece carved with unknown ancient characters in his hand, so he sent it here and asked me to take it to see if anyone recognizes the words on the bamboo piece."

"Is that?" Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun skeptically. "You haven't lie to me?"

"I promise in the name of God that I am telling the truth." Zhao Lingjun said shamelessly.

"I don't believe it." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled with her lips pursed.

Zhao Lingjun almost fell down with a bang: "Then how do you want to believe me? Is it not enough to have God's name? Do you also want me to add the name of Buddha?"

"Hehe." Meng Xue smiled and said to Zhao Lingjun. "If you wait for me here, I will believe you."

"Waiting for you here?" Zhao Lingjun was a little dizzy and couldn't figure out what plane Meng Xue was going to do.

"Well, don't slip away secretly before I come back, otherwise, don't let me see you in the future." Meng Xue waved her hand at Zhao Lingjun and pretended to be a fierce expression. "How about I beating you once when I see you."

After saying that, Meng Xue ran into the company and then after a while, Zhao Lingjun saw Meng Xue running back and began to pack up the things on his desk.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Lingjun looked at Meng Xue foolishly.

"I've also asked for leave in the afternoon." Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and said with a smile.

"You have asked for leave too, are you doing something?" Zhao Lingjun did not react for a moment.

Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun and smiled. She did not answer Zhao Lingjun's question, but said to Zhao Lingjun, "Let's go."

"Go? We?"

"Yes, aren't you going to Qili Lane?"

"Yes, but you?"

"I'll accompany you to Qili Lane too." Meng Xue smiled playfully at Zhao Lingjun, "How could I know if you are really going to date that little doctor?"

"…..." Looking at Meng Xue's proud expression, Zhao Lingjun almost fainted on the ground with a bang.

"This handsome guy, where is Qili Lane?"

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue had just gotten off the taxi and had only walked a few steps when they heard someone ask this question.

When Zhao Lingjun turned his head, he saw four people carrying large and small bags, like car mechanics, standing beside him.

Meng Xue turned around and saw these four guys, and almost burst out laughing.

Zhao Lingjun also took a few deep breaths before he could not laugh out loud.

The person who asked Zhao Lingjun was a fat man with a kind smile and looked like Maitreya Buddha. And standing next to this fat man was a thin man like a bamboo pole. Next to the thin man was a short man who seemed to be less than 1.5 meters tall. Next to the short man who was less than 1.5 meters tall man was a tall man over 1.8 meters tall.

If you saw one of the four people alone, maybe Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue wouldn't be funny, but the appearance of these four people in front of you at the same time is really too comic.

What made Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue even more funny was that these four people were wearing sunglasses that covered half of their faces.

"Isn't that Qili Lane?" After Zhao Lingjun finally held back his smile, he clicked on a place full of shops fifty meters away. On an iron sign full of rusty spots, he wrote three words "Qili Lane."

"So it's here. It seems that we didn't find the wrong place." The fat man who always looked smiling said to a thin man around him who was like a bamboo.

"Where are you from?" Zhao Lingjun suddenly felt that these people had a very familiar accent.

"We are from Wuxi." The fat man who was like Maitreya Buddha said to Zhao Lingjun.

"What a coincidence?" Zhao Lingjun looked at the fat man in surprise. "I am also from Wuxi."

"Really." The fat man and the four of them seemed quite surprised.

"Haha, I didn't expect to meet a fellow villager here." Zhao Lingjun said happily to the fat man and the others. "It just so happens that I'm going to Qili Lane too. Let's go together."

"Okay. Let's go." The fat man looked at Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue beside Zhao Lingjun while walking. "Your girlfriend is very beautiful."

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue's faces turned red.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Zhao Lingjun immediately changed the subject.

"Oh, let's do some business." The fat man and four others smiled at Zhao Lingjun.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the bosses of this business. I thought you were crosstalk actors." As he said this, the group had already walked into Qili Lane. Zhao Lingjun said to these four people. "Then I won't prevent you from getting rich. I'll do something first."

"Okay, green mountains always exist and green water always flows. Then we will have a date later." The fat man and the four bowed to Zhao Lingjun and said.

"Your fellow villagers are really interesting." Seeing the four people looking around at some small stalls not far away, Meng Xue couldn't help but smile and said to Zhao Lingjun. "There are green mountains always there, and the green water always flows. I wonder if they are the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan."

"Don't worry about them." Zhao Lingjun looked left and right in depressed manner. "Where is that ancient Chinese research association?"

Qili Lane is not big, so it took less than ten minutes before Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue moved the entire Qili Lane. However, after turning around, Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue did not see any ancient literature research association.

"Just ask if you can't find it." Meng Xue smiled charmingly at Zhao Lingjun, ran to a street stall, and asked the stall owner in a very powerful voice, "Brother, is there an ancient Chinese research association here?"

"Ancient literature...Research Society?" The middle-aged man who set up a street stall was so heartbroken that Meng Xue shouted at her elder brother. After a long time of stunnedness, the middle-aged man who set up a street stall hesitatedly stretched out his fingers and pointed behind Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue. "You are talking about that place."

Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue looked along the direction of the middle-aged man's fingers.

I only saw a dilapidated two-story building with a mottled color hanging at the door, and I could hardly tell what color it was. But the words on it were quite clear.

"Ancient Cultural Relics Research Association?" Zhao Lingjun and Meng Xue were both stunned.

"What kind of friend is yours? Even the ancient cultural relics research association can be checked into the ancient cultural relics research association." After a moment, Meng Xue looked at Zhao Lingjun angrily and amused. "Is he a wood-made head?"
Chapter completed!