When Yu Zui joined the undercover program, the National Day holiday of South China University of Finance and Economics had ended. Zhao Xueyan was shopping in a supermarket not too far from the school. When he saw a beautiful beauty salon on the roadside, he suddenly got kicked out of a figure.

The one who was driven was a 26 or 27-year-old sister, dressed slightly fashionable and had black-framed glasses, and the one who drove her were two security men and a female clerk in uniform.

When the glasses sister was pushed and fell to the side of the road outside the store, a security guard grabbed a mini camera and threw it on the ground, scolding, "Go away, we won't welcome you here!"

The glasses sister was furious, "I am a reporter. You are so arrogant. I want to expose you!"

The security guard's expression was cold and he was disdainful of these words.

A clerk said with contempt, "What have you exposed? Beauty and beauty invented the price tag. If you think it is expensive, don't come in. Don't you want to pay after enjoying it? Is the reporter so great? Can the reporter eat the king's meal?"

"Everyone comes to judge. Can journalists do their hair these days without paying for it?"

When she shouted to the left and right with a loud voice, which also attracted some strange sight from passers-by, the female reporter was anxious, "No, don't listen to her talk nonsense. This is the black store that slaughters people. What about your boss... Let your boss come out!"

The female clerk said, and she would spit out loud.

The female reporter was so scared that she stood up suddenly, and she didn't even have time to pick up the camera, so she hurriedly dodged.

The female clerk spitted a mouthful of phlegm on the ground, cursed the poor man, turned around and returned to the store.

When the two security guards also returned to the store, the female reporter was anxious and angry. When she was crazy, Zhao Xueyan walked to the camera and picked up the camera, smiled and greeted her, "Your camera is broken."

The female reporter hurriedly thanked her, took the camera and started to check it, and only then she felt relieved when she found that it was not broken.

Zhao Xueyan said curiously, "Exposed black barber shop? Have you photographed useful things? If it is an open interview, the store's attitude is not good. If it is an undercover interview, your camera is too big."

The female reporter thanked again and then said in surprise, "Do you know that this is a black store? Have you been cheated?"

Since the female clerk said that the reporter wanted beauty salons and didn't pay for it, and complained that she was poor, many passers-by had a lot of sight...what.

Zhao Xueyan shook his head, "I don't, by the way, my surname is Zhao, where are you?"

The female reporter smiled and stretched out her hand, "My name is Huang Xi, a reporter from Zhongjiang Province Green Ivy TV."

"Ding, Huang Xi has successfully signed in and rewarded with a magic camera, and the host can receive it at any time."

The magic camera can freely change its appearance, size, invisibility, free movement, and capture and record various photos and videos according to the host's idea. It is a must-have for home and an excellent digital product for exploring artistic life.

Zhao Xueyan, “…”

Such a magical camera is so weird. Did you instigate him to be Teacher Zhao?

He came over to help the other party pick up the camera and met him, just looking at the female reporter in front of him, who looked like Wang Manni and Lao Wang... I really didn't expect to sign in and get such props.

Which story is Huang Xi from in front of you?

It is not just a coincidence that he can walk on the street to meet people in the story. Instead, Zhao Xueyan gave himself a wave of skills and grudges. On the front, his career and business have been relatively trivial recently. It is better to find goals one by one, so it is better to use skills to let the goals proactively collide into his life circle.

After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Zhongjiang Province? Although it is not too far away, why did you come to Pengcheng?"

Zhongjiang Province is next to eastern Guangdong, while Green Vine is the capital of Zhongjiang Province.

A reporter from a TV station next door from the provincial capital came to Pengcheng for an interview? The span is a bit large.

Huang Xi briefly sorted out her appearance and stared at the beauty salon and said, "We, Lu Teng, have an office white-collar worker who works here. Before going home during the summer vacation, she said she was here to get a haircut, but she was cheated for nearly 100,000 yuan."

"I have communicated many times and even asked for money but failed. I wanted to ask for help from the media. I didn't expect their attitude here to be so arrogant and bad..."

Zhao Xueyan, “…”

It’s amazing that I was cheated of nearly 100,000 people after getting a haircut.

Could it be that a man who made a haircut in this era is not ten yuan... Well, before he came to "go to college", a man like him in a small county town in northern Jilin could get a haircut for ten yuan.

Even Pengcheng is an international metropolis, and it is too exaggerated to be cheated of a haircut with a haircut of 100,000 yuan.

After silently sighing, he smiled, "It seems that your interview failed, and it is not easy to enter this door next time."

Huang Xi was excited, "This is a chain store, almost so bad, with Givenchy's signature, making it the same brand as Gaul Luxury Apparel."

"Hey, handsome guy, are you living nearby? Or going to school? Working? Are there any friends around you being cheated by this black shop?"

"I want to collect more information and expose them."

"Can you do me a favor? I'll treat you to dinner later."

Zhao Xueyan didn't say anything, and he spoke out and followed the Dharma. He spent some humanitarian merits to deduce who Huang Xi was and which story...

Storm of gangsters!

Green vine!

What a guy, after figuring it out, Mr. Zhao had to sigh that it is considered black to have such a barber shop in Pengcheng, and it is not easy for you to have a green vine.

Just the elder sister in front of you, or the niece of Deputy Director He of the Green Teng City Police Station? You have another cousin Sun Xing who has been sentenced to death and can still make a comeback with plastic surgery and continue to be generous outside?

After thinking for a few seconds, he nodded, "Yes, you invite me to dinner at noon, and I invite you to do your hair in the afternoon."

Huang Xi, “??”

After being surprised, she nodded happily, "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

In order to interview such big news, she ran to Pengcheng from Green Vine and could not give up halfway. Such news that a haircut could be cheated of tens of thousands of dollars, even if it was reported in detail, it would gain a lot of attention even if it was all over China.

When Zhao Xueyan started, he threw all the things he bought on Wuling Hongguang and drove Huang Xi to have a meal in the car.

There were only two people, Mr. Zhao casually found a hot pot restaurant and opened it.

During the process, Huang Xi talked a lot and asked him a lot of things. Zhao Xueyan dealt with it casually and talked nonsense. While eating, when Mr. Zhao saw two new customers walking into the hot pot restaurant, his eyes lit up. He quickly took out his hat, sunglasses, and mask from his bag and said to Huang Xi, "My friend is here."

"Ask them to do hair in the afternoon. You are a reporter, not a rookie, you act according to the situation."

Huang Xi was confused. She looked at Zhao Xueyan wearing equipment with a quick shrimp, confusedly doubting her life.

When eating hot pot on hot days, when you meet friends, you need to protect yourself so closely??

The next moment, when he saw Zhao Xueyan throwing out a new set of hats and giving her sunglasses and masks... reporter Huang couldn't mess with him completely.

Zhao Xueyan laughed in a low voice and said, "I'll give you some excitement. My friend is a big drug lord in Yangcheng. Her husband is in jail. I don't know very well how she ran from Yangcheng to Pengcheng. Maybe she will have a little lover? The lover is probably also a drug lord."

"Maybe all kinds of powders, pills, etc. in your Zhongjiang Province are also sold by them."

"The drug lord was slaughtered and cheated. He angrily led his younger brothers to smash the store. What do you think of the news? When the camera is closed, your camera is too big, I'll take a photo."

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao shook his wrist and there was a Patek Philippe watch on it. It was definitely a genuine watch, but it was actually a magical camera taken out of the system bar on the road.

It seems that the effect of being in a good way is really good. Otherwise, how could Chen Jiawen and Han Fuhu come out to steal someone and put some hat on Fu Guosheng and hit him in front of him?

The luck that is clearly divided into grudges has always been so handsome!

Huang Xi, “!!!”

Reporter Huang widened his eyes and the shrimps in the fast-paced slither fell off. She couldn't believe it at all. She would meet a drug lord in a hotel while eating? The big drug lord in Yangcheng?

But it didn't seem like a joke... When Mr. Zhao started to walk away, Huang Xi became even more excited. He was so excited that he tied his hair into a ponytail, and then started wearing a hat, sunglasses and mask.

Although she wore black-framed glasses during the initial interview, she was not myopia or astigmatism, just pretending to be under the disguise of a flat mirror.

More than ten meters away, Chen Jiawen, who was walking towards the box on the second floor with a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, was walking affectionately. A slightly familiar greeting sound came from behind, but she couldn't remember for a moment, "Sister-in-law, it's such a coincidence."

Is this calling her? Or is it to greet someone else?

Before Chen Jiawen could think more, Mr. Zhao's voice rang again, "Chen Jiawen, sister-in-law!!"

Chen Jiawen stopped and turned around. His eyes were confused on the surface, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes. Han Fuhu, a buzzhead walking with her, also turned around and looked at it.

When the two saw Zhao Xueyan, who was 1.85 meters tall, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and mask, Han Fuhu was confused, but Chen Jiawen shivered suddenly, and his legs were so scared that he was so weak.

After all, more than a month ago, when Mr. Zhao robbed her and Fu Guosheng, water beatings, electric scams, small black room, etc., he took turns to perform the same kind of taste. Who knows the tortured rice fields and urinate together.

What's more, the other party stuffed Fu Guosheng's socks that had not been washed in a few days into her mouth, causing her tossing and spitting her so hard that she was so thrust.

When Chen Jiawen could feel fear, Mr. Zhao smiled and walked forward, "It's really you, sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for more than a month and I'm pretty again. I heard that Mr. Fu had made some trouble and went in. Isn't it serious?"

Han Fuhu frowned even deeper.

Chen Jiawen let go of Han Fuhu and looked around. He was relieved when he saw no other acquaintances. When he saw Huang Xi, who was wearing a hat, sunglasses and mask, walked behind Mr. Zhao, she also began to wonder. The gangster team of robbers who had robbed Yangcheng, robbed many people, and even began to force some poor people to cheat and cheat the gangster team that borrowed black online loans, and there were women?

Even though she wore a lot of things, she saw that Huang Xi was still beautiful and beautiful, and she was a beautiful woman.

Sometimes, whether men or women, wearing masks and sunglasses will only cover up facial features and improve their appearance!

Before Zhao Xueyan could speak, she smiled and said, "You guys come to have a meal? Let's finish it. Let's go, I'll ask my sister-in-law to do her hair."

Chen Jiawen smiled awkwardly, "I don't want to do hair now."

Han Fuhu's eyes were full of question marks and exclamations. We just came in and wanted to open a private room to get some excitement. After all, Old Fu has gone in. He has just returned from Nanyang, thinking about replacing Old Fu's big drug lord.

Since I want to replace Lao Fu, I will help my sister-in-law clear the sewer. Isn’t it the most serious replacement?

Mr. Zhao didn't care about his sister-in-law's opinion, so he reached out to hold his sister-in-law's wrist, "Let's go, I know you like to do hair."

“There is a great store. I’ve come here, go and experience it.”

Chen Jiawen dared not resist, and it was in public. She knew that she had resisted or called a policeman. A bandit like Zhao Xueyan didn't seem to dare to be too strong? But she is a drug lord!

Which drug lord dares to call the police to play with him if he has nothing to do?

After being pulled down several steps by Mr. Zhao, she smiled awkwardly and said, "Brother Hu, why don't we go and do our hair?"

Han Fuhu was still full of questions until Chen Jiawen gave him several hints.

Han Fuhu also started going downstairs.
To be continued...