Mini World Of Endless Fun Awaits

Outside the Abyss Bay Port, a small passenger car sat with a middle-aged driver and six passengers, four of whom were middle-aged men wearing gray coats and one young woman.

"Ah Sheng, haven't you written yet?" The middle-aged driver looked back at the middle-aged man behind him. The middle-aged man was writing a piece of paper, speaking in a pure Mandarin accent: "What does this signature mean?"

"Ah Sheng, a signature is a signature," the middle-aged driver said angrily.

"Then what to write?"

"Ah Sheng, have you never signed before?"

"No, what on earth am I going to write?"

"You're welcome, Ah Sheng (Sir, please think about it)."

"I don't know, what exactly are you going to write?"

The young woman couldn't help it anymore and reminded: "It's just a signature."

The middle-aged man suddenly realized it. He whispered to the other three companions, and then they all wrote their names on it with ballpoint pens.

The middle-aged driver said "Hey" angrily and muttered something. No one could hear what he said clearly, but it was probably not a good thing. He took it over, looked at it, and stuffed it back into the middle-aged man in the gray coat. His attitude was as bad as it could be.

It is not surprising for young women to travel between the Abyss and Hong Kong from time to time.

Although not all drivers who pass the customs are like this, a large number of drivers do have very bad attitudes and refuse to speak properly. They have a strange arrogance and often answer passengers' questions with rhetorical questions - they are obviously just drivers.

If you change the location, the passengers may get off the bus without complaining, but this type of driver often works for a travel agency and has already collected the money, so you won’t lose money if you don’t take the bus. Moreover, many passengers do not know the customs clearance procedures and do not know how to get back on the bus from the border crossing, so they often have to endure it because it is only such a short journey.

Moreover, the driver just had a bad tone and the interaction lasted only one hour. Even if you complained to the travel agency, they would not care. At most, it would suddenly put a damper on your travel mood and make the passenger feel completely lost.

After writing the documents for customs clearance, the driver opened the automatic door, got out of the car and helped them get their luggage out, and let the six of them get out of the car and enter the Abyss Bay Port to pass the customs.

Out of politeness, the young woman said "Thank you", and the other three middle-aged men walked down without saying a word. Only the middle-aged man in gray coat who had written information and asked several times before bowed his head and thanked her, and even gave her a friendly pat. He patted the middle-aged driver on the shoulder to show friendship.

The middle-aged driver frowned slightly, as if he felt that the man's palms were not very clean, but he didn't say anything. He pointed at the border crossing and said to them: "Cross the border and go to parking lot 6 to find the China-Hong Kong Express bus. Take the sticker I gave you. Show them."

When several middle-aged people and young women turned around and left, the young woman heard the middle-aged driver hum "Get the head from the mainland", then forcefully close the car door and drive away.

The young woman glanced at the middle-aged man next to her, who was chasing the departing minibus with meaningful eyes. The young woman said with some embarrassment: "Not all Hong Kong people are like this... but we also feel that The service attitude of many Hong Kong people is very poor.”

"It's okay." The middle-aged man said, "Trouble comes from the mouth. I just think that something will happen to him sooner or later."

Although the young woman felt embarrassed by the Hong Kong driver with a bad attitude just now, she was not willing to join others in cursing her compatriots, so she quickly changed the subject while walking: "Are you coming to Hong Kong for tourism? Then you want to go to the mainland entry and exit channels.”

"No." The middle-aged man took out a mainland travel pass and said, "I am traveling to the mainland, and I am a Hong Konger."

The young woman was slightly startled. You, a Hong Kong native, can speak Mandarin so fluently? And you don’t even know what ‘sign’ means ‘signature’?

There is basically no such thing as "signing" in the Mainland, so the young woman subconsciously thought that the middle-aged man was from the Mainland, and the middle-aged man's mellow Mandarin further supported her idea.

However, she was only slightly confused, and soon the queue of people crossing the border separated them. Now the customs clearance is fully automatic. After successfully passing the customs, the young woman found the China-Hong Kong Express bus and took the bus to Lianjiang.

On the bus, the young woman saw the four strange middle-aged people already sitting on the bus. The bus was full of people and drove away. After more than two hours of swaying, the bus arrived in Lianjiang city.

Most of the passengers on the bus were asleep, or half asleep listening to music. Suddenly someone shouted: "Driver, I want to get off!"

Everyone was awakened, including the young woman. She saw the four middle-aged people leaving the bus in a hurry. When one of them passed by her seat, a card fell out of his trouser pocket. She picked it up, looked at it, took the man's hand and said, "Baizhu, your Pass!”

However, the man glanced at her with a strange look, shook his hand, and broke away the young woman's hand, then ran down with the three people in front of him without looking back, and disappeared completely after a while.

The young woman was stunned for a moment, feeling secretly strange. However, she couldn't catch up now, so she handed the pass to the driver for safekeeping. If that person found out that he had lost his pass in the future, he would know to ask the driver for it.

When they arrived at the Lianjiang Hotel, the young woman opened a room and stayed there first. She was tired from riding in the car that day, so she directly chose to take a shower and change clothes, preparing to go to bed early - she was on a business trip now and would have to hand over to her counterpart company tomorrow.

And when she was lying on the bed, she suddenly thought of the four middle-aged people she met today.

They are strange, very strange.

She remembered that when filling in the immigration information, the other three people were silent, waiting for the companion who could only speak Mandarin to teach them.

And the middle-aged man whose hand she grabbed after losing his mainland travel pass was also very strange.

The young woman didn't react at that time. Looking back now, she felt that the hand she grabbed was very white and tender, and the skin felt better than hers. Even if it wasn't a woman's hand, it was at least a young man's hand. Anyway, it was the same as that middle-aged man's hand. There is a big difference in the appearance of people who have experienced many vicissitudes of life.

"Did they put on makeup and sneak in?" The young woman suddenly had this thought.

"But why bother to pretend to be Hong Kong people to pass the customs... Ah, the household registration system in the mainland is relatively strict. It is more troublesome to create a mainland identity in a foreign country, but it is not difficult to create a Hong Kong identity in Hong Kong..."

"It was also reported in the news a few days ago that the mainland suddenly reduced its visa quota and even canceled the validity of foreign passports with visas. Therefore, there are several groups of foreign tourists who are unable to enter the city and are stranded in Hong Kong... Foreigners are currently unable to directly enter the mainland. . And finding a way to obtain a Hong Kong identity and pretend to be a Hong Kong citizen to enter the mainland is also a feasible method."

"So among those four people, only the middle-aged man in the gray coat can speak Mandarin, and he doesn't understand Hong Kong at all? After all, Hong Kong is not the official language of Xuan Kingdom, so it's normal to not understand... What is their purpose?"

The young woman works for a travel agency in Hong Kong, so she is particularly impressed by the news these days. This business trip is to solve the problem of visa tightening in the mainland.

After lying on the bed and thinking wildly for a while, the young woman suddenly smiled: "How could it be such a coincidence that I met a foreign agent during a business trip..."

It has been a long time since the recovery of spiritual energy started, but for ordinary people in Xuan Kingdom, there is just one more way to rise. Everyone has a lot more to talk about after dinner, and the security issues in the urban area do not even have any impact.

There is even a slight benefit for Hong Kong - the young woman knows that since the broadcast of "Late Night Ghost", the Kowloon Park where the God of Cookery once set up a stall has now even become a must-visit attraction for tourists, and there are foreign professors from time to time. Experts came to study and slightly boosted Hong Kong's tourism industry.

Although the young woman can feel the turbulence in the world when watching Ren Neisser's video, for ordinary people in Xuan Kingdom, they can only feel the calm sea breeze blowing from these turbulent waves.

Those who should work still have to work, and those who should travel still have to travel.

The young woman yawned and went to open the curtains to get ready for bed - the angle of her room was just right, and the early morning sunlight could shine into the room, so she might be able to get up on her own without an alarm clock.

She looked at the scenery outside casually, then froze for a moment.

She saw a little girl with a faint white light standing on the rooftop of a tall building in the distance.

The little girl wore a white vest, a short white skirt with red edges, a red tie around her neck, knee-high white stockings on her legs, and white sleeves with red edges on her hands.

She has white hair with twin ponytails, but there are two white-haired ears that are shrugging on her head, and nine furry little white-haired tails extend from the back of her skirt.

It was as if Cupid was shooting Gatling shots at the young woman at this moment - she felt like she was in love.

"It's so cute..." The young woman couldn't help but walk to the window, as if she wanted to get closer.

However, the little girl seemed to notice the young woman's gaze. She turned her head and glanced at the young woman.

The little girl's big eyes that seemed to be wearing red contact lenses, and the six red marks on her face that looked like fox whiskers, completely captured the young woman's heart - God, I am willing to pay any price in exchange for holding her. A chance to get a good night’s sleep!

Then the next second, the young woman saw the little girl jumping out of the rooftop.

"ah!--"

She couldn't help but scream and watched the little girl disappear from her sight.

After a while, she lay down on the bed in despair, clamping the quilt between her legs and hugging the pillow with both hands, as if the pillow was the little girl she just saw.

"I must be too tired and hallucinating..." She murmured, "It's not the second dimension, how can there be such a person... Is it because I want to go to the Comic Expo tomorrow, so I'm hallucinating? If it's a business matter, It’s over, let’s go take a look…”

However, she had originally vowed to be a DINK, but now she suddenly had the idea of ​​​​finding a good man to have a baby.

But she didn't notice that there was a small animal nesting under her bed. Hearing the young woman talking to herself, the little animal's ears twitched and its red eyes rolled.