Blackstone Code

"Sir, this is your experience ticket, please keep it safe."

A clerk in a maid outfit held a golden plate in her hand. There was a row of cards on the plate. She took out one card and handed it to the gentleman who had gotten up after six o'clock and was queuing.

The clerk's respect and respect for him made him very happy, but also a little nervous.

The Federation is a country that pursues spiritual freedom and physical freedom. In this country, a person can die poor and will not do things that demean himself against his will.

At least this is the case for most people, and the lower the people are, the more so they are.

Someone once commented on the different classes of people in the Federation. Their final opinion was the same, that is, the "bones" of the people at the bottom are harder!

This is not simply talking about a person's bones, but a kind of backbone. There will always be people who make desperate and pessimistic decisions at the end of the road. On the contrary, it is people from the upper class who will immediately change their stance as soon as they sense danger.

This is why in the Federation, few people use honorifics. The charter says that everyone is equal, so why should I be inferior to you?

When the pretty female shop assistant used honorifics, he really felt a sense of satisfaction and happiness.

Watching the female shop assistant turn around and walk towards the next passerby waiting in line to experience it, he wished that time could stay here for a while longer.

Fortunately, she gave him a small card, and his eyes focused on this small card.

This is a pure black matte texture card with a smooth gold-plated edge on the outside. Unlike ordinary business cards or cards, the texture fibers inside can be seen.

It's more aesthetically pleasing.

There is a golden cross star on the card that runs through the entire card. At the bottom of the card, there is a number, which is number 39.

The card was a little heavy, and the person in line in front suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God, is this...gold?"

Soon the entire queue became a little commotion. Some people said that this heavy card was made of real gold, so... The man who came to the queue at six o'clock weighed the card in his hand. At least... …He didn’t know how much it weighed, but it definitely weighed.

Soon there was some commotion at the back of the queue, and it turned out that today’s experience opportunity was over.

Only 200 Black Gold Supreme experience coupons are issued every day, and the number of experience items available in the experience store is only 200. If you want to join more than this, you can only wait for tomorrow.

The commotion only lasted for a short while. Under the gaze of several soldiers wearing combat uniforms, holding standard rifles in their hands, and with a black triangular badge with a gold crack on their chest, those people did not dare to make a fuss.

This is Blackstone Security, one of the first security companies in the country.

The last hearing ended last month. Starting in June, the federal government will issue 30 licenses to private individuals. Those who hold the licenses can set up armed security companies——

It is worth noting that armed security companies mean hired companies to accomplish established goals through the use of military operations and other means, and this does not include ordinary security companies and the like.

At the same time, Congress has also done more detailed work on these matters, and ordinary people do not need to know so much.

They only know that the people in Blackstone Security are sometimes scarier than the people in the government.

Surprisingly, those who caused the commotion did not leave, but continued to line up. They even asked people to get some food and books. They planned to wait here all day!

"It's all crazy..." muttered the man who got up at six o'clock. He clutched the card in his hand tightly, as if it was very important.

During this period, people also came to ask people who had cards one by one if they were willing to sell the cards and opportunities in their hands. They were willing to pay a high price of 100 yuan for this.

If the card is really pure gold, it would be worth about fifty or sixty yuan, and with the price of queuing up, this is actually not that low.

But no one agreed, and then the price continued to rise. Some people chose to give up the opportunity at 300 yuan, while others persisted until the end, such as the gentleman who got up at six o'clock.

He only has time today and will go to work tomorrow. If he misses this time, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait.

The team moved forward bit by bit, which also made people very curious. If it was just to experience cigarettes, why not let everyone go in directly and give each person a pack and end it.

Why did it take those people so long to get in, and when they came out, their eyes showed some kind of emotion that others couldn't understand?

All kinds of curious speculations made people look forward to it more and more, including the gentleman who got up at six o'clock. He waited until a little after ten o'clock before it was his turn.

Led by two female clerks, he entered the hall.

It is better to say that it is a lobby, rather than a long corridor with "S" that is constantly winding. There are pictures on it, and two female shop assistants use soft voices to introduce some things about Black Gold Supreme to him that he does not know.

For example, this new sub-brand was designed by Mr. Lynch himself. For example, Mr. Lynch put his thoughts into designing this brand and image.

There are some other interesting little stories.

The whole process is not too long, about seven or eight minutes, just at a normal pace. Walking and explaining at the same time, it is not boring at all. On the contrary, it makes Mr. Passerby, who gets up at six o'clock, wish that this corridor can be longer.

This way he could spend a few more minutes with two beautiful and lovely ladies by his side.

At the end, he saw the real hall, which was luxurious and noble. The pure white floor and wall tiles and lights made people feel like they were standing in the sky and stepping on cotton!

Silver shone in the gaps between the bricks. He didn't know what it was, but he guessed it should be silver.

The price of silver is really not cheap now, more than ten yuan an ounce, and it is said that the price is still rising.

Looking at the silver light in the cracks of every brick here, he knew that it must be silver even if no one needed to mention it.

Since even the cards were made of gold, it was suddenly not unacceptable to pour some silver on the ground beneath their feet as decoration.

Noble, holy!

Under the guidance of two female clerks, he came to the counter in the middle of the hall.

Inside the oval counter are two beautiful ladies wearing pure white clothes with some white feathers on their heads.

At the reminder of the clerk next to him, he showed his card, and then the clerk at the counter brought out a tray from somewhere below.

There were some things in it that he couldn't quite understand.

"You must keep your card safe. Only two thousand will be distributed nationwide during this experience event. You are lucky to get one of them, and the number is very high."

"No matter what kind of activities we hold in the future, you can participate for free and have priority to experience it."

“Every quarter or every year when we launch a new product, a dedicated person will send you a free trial, and we hope you can give us positive feedback. It’s very important!”

The female clerk repeatedly warned, "We don't recognize people, only cards. If you are willing to take action, you can give it to us directly and we will pay you one thousand yuan!"

Mr. Passerby, who got up early at six o'clock and felt that it was a little too early, was shocked. He held the card in his hand tightly and carefully, "No, I will not give it to anyone."

The female clerk smiled sadly, one of them was holding a tray, and the other led him into a small room at the edge of the hall.

The style inside is the same as the outside. There are some paintings on the walls, making it look more like being in the sky.

There was a lounge chair inside, made of a lot of pure white cotton. With the help of two female clerks, he lay down on it, as if he was lying on a cloud, very comfortable.

Soothing music suddenly sounded, and the light dimmed slightly, which also made the white walls look a little blue.

Or maybe it's blue itself, but the previous light obscured its true nature.

"Please close your eyes, distinguished guest..."

Mr. Passerby, who got up early at six o'clock and didn't feel that he was too early, closed his eyes obediently, and then pressed a pair of hands on his scalp, pinching hard but just right.

This made him feel extremely comfortable, as if he had never felt so comfortable before... maybe, but that was in the womb.

Just when he felt like he was about to fall asleep, his face suddenly felt cold. He opened his eyes and saw a small watering can spraying something on his face.

"This is the original plant essence we extracted from the Nagalil virgin forest. It can effectively improve your facial dehydration problem and keep your facial skin fresh all day long."

"Now that you have relaxed your whole body, you can taste our new cigarette and feel the enjoyment it brings you like never before..."

The recliner slowly stood up under the shaking, turning lying down into lying down.

The female clerk who was massaging him began to press his temples. If it wasn't so embarrassing to make a sound, he would have wanted to moan for a while now.

The female clerk next to me took out a small, individually wrapped item from the tray, which looked like a fruit hard candy, but it looked longer than the fruit hard candy.

She cut open the package with a pair of fancy scissors and pulled out the filtered cigarettes.

He has some experience. Although he feels that doing this is a bit too ritualistic, he still enjoys everything now.

The female clerk took out the cigarette, flicked it gently, swept the debris from the cigarette butt onto a small plate, and then handed the cigarette to him.

"Shall I suck now?", he asked.

The female clerk smiled, nodded, and took an oil lamp from the tray.

It was a kettle that looked like it was made of pure gold, but was only about the size of a palm. There was a length of cotton thread sticking out from the spout.

The female clerk first lit it with a lighter, and then held it up to let Mr. Passerby, who was grateful for getting up at six o'clock, light the cigarette in his hand.

She also explained in passing, "Matches and lighters will emit too many chemicals when used, which will affect the taste."

"And here is camel oil, which not only does not ruin the taste when you smoke, but also has a certain beneficial effect."