Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 280 Starship Captain is a Merchant ([-])

Chapter 306 Prelude

The noise in front was so noisy and chaotic that I couldn't hear clearly. The noise gradually became quiet, and An Mo was able to distinguish a rough and sour voice: "You have done well, you are worthy of being summoned by the leader in person." …”

Immediately afterwards, a yin and yang tone sounded again: "Yeah, it seems that you have gained a lot of benefits by following that little guy! If you have the ability, come and fight with me, let us big guys also see your soaring strength as a 'big guy' ,ah?"

The final ending was upturned, with a bit of humorous sarcasm, accompanied by the laughter of the others, which made An Mo very annoyed.

"Big Man" was originally her nickname for this alien friend, which symbolizes intimacy and friendship, but it has become a sharp weapon for teasing in the mouths of these red-eyed people, which is really too much.

"Okay!" She pushed the door open and entered immediately, without concealing that she had just listened to the behavior of the corner, and generously grabbed the big man's thick calf and said, "Since you are so open-minded to ask for advice, then we can't be stingy, so we call Look at what is the rapid advancement of strength."

An Mo spoke lightly and moved freely, but the big man couldn't stand up.

He still knows how much he has. If the strength is really extraordinary, let alone superior, even if he is in the middle of the battleship level, he will not be reduced to the end of guarding the prisoners (An Mo).

So the blushing big man immediately pulled An Mo outside the door in a hurry, and said in a low voice: "Little ancestor, go back to your room, they will inevitably bully you if the leader is not here, if you don't do anything, hundreds of people will do it." Moving your mouth is enough for you."

An Mo raised his eyes and looked at the big man with eyes full of concern. He secretly said that he was really stupid and honest. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't get off the tiger, and he still cared about himself. He didn't know the "alien dwarf" for a long time, especially this dispute. The source of all of them are more or less related to themselves.

Shaking her head helplessly, she took out the fresh and hot chips from her pocket, which was why she liked the big man willing to exchange chips for him: "Take it, don't worry, compare with him, if you lose, you will lose money." Don't come back to see me."

After finishing speaking, An Mo turned around and left without giving the big man any time to react.It wasn't until she reached the corner that she heard the giggling uncontrollable from the big man behind her, and immediately bent the corner of her mouth and walked away.

At the same time, at the other corner of the same corridor, two slender shadows protruded slightly from the ground, one put on the other's shoulder and joked: "You are really lucky as a subordinate."

The other person was quiet for a while, then brushed away the former's arm, turned and left, and responded softly with meaning: "...you are indeed very blessed."

"Hey, don't you want to see the 'fierce competition' inside?" The man chased after him, and two shadows disappeared around the corner one after another.

——"I have never been interested in fighting without suspense."

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An Mo was also not interested in the suspenseless battle. When the evil boy and her friend diverted to the captain's room, she had already started to write fairy tales. She wrote in lower script and ignored the passage of time.

"The font structure in Miss An's hometown is very strange, but also very beautiful. Maybe it can be sold to some customers who have a hobby of collecting."

The voice that suddenly appeared in his ear made An Mo's writing froze. When he raised his head, he realized that the sunset had already set in the west.

She didn't say a word about the font that was praised but didn't belong to the original owner's hometown at all, and changed the subject with a smile: "I don't dare to bother the dignified chief auctioneer to come and ask me to work in person."

Clerical workers in this world are obviously smarter in their minds than ordinary warriors, or more far-sighted.

As the subordinate of a man who prefers his identity as a businessman, the chief auctioneer on the battleship has a high status. In terms of rank, it is almost "below one person and above ten thousand people", but his attitude towards An Mo is never the same. Gentle from start to finish, neither flattering nor contemptuous.

Facing An Mo's confession at this time, he just laughed softly and said, "I don't dare to take the word 'you'." He has heard how natural and casual the conversation between An Mo and the boss is, how dare he More honorable than the boss, "My name is Husa."

An Mo was not arrogant either. He held the white silk gloved hand that was stretched out by the other party gracefully, stroked the palm with three fingers, and tapped his thumb on the metacarpophalangeal joints of his middle finger. He retracted it in just a second: "I His name is An Mo."

This is the etiquette of the Blue Card Starfield: when the other party announces his name, in order to show respect, no matter whether the other party already knows it or not, he should also announce his name.

Husa made a gesture of "please" sideways, and praised: "Ms. An not only has amazing language talent, but also has learned etiquette very standard."

The handshake ceremony just now is one of the compulsory courses for members of the upper-class families in the Blue Card Star Territory. It seems very simple. However, it requires long-term practice to ensure that the position of the hand is very standard in just one second of contact. .

An Mo smiled noncommittally, and did not continue the chat.

In fact, through her research, she found that the high-level etiquette here is similar to the etiquette mastered by the ancient daughters of high families in her hometown, and she can show the etiquette rules engraved in her bones without any mistakes.

Seeing that An Mo stopped answering the conversation, Husa tactfully stopped the topic, and turned to chatting about some auction techniques and methods of appreciating items at the auction.One of the two didn't dislike teaching, and the other worked hard to learn, and they got along happily along the way.

As soon as An Mo and Hu Sa entered the lounge connected to the auction site through the side door, they saw the man and the enchanting man sitting on the only sofa drinking tea and chatting, and bowed their heads: "Sir (Boss), Prosecutor Weier .”

Husa was naturally completely ignored by the two of them, while An Mo was the hottest one——

"Oh, little beauty, I've been waiting for you. I thought you were too scared to come here." The enchanting man immediately straightened up, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Come here, sit here."

An Mo looked at the small space that the evil man had vacated on the sofa. Although it was more than enough for her to sit down, she never dared to take it: "Sit down. I'm not afraid of you. I'm just afraid that your husband will eat him alive." Kill my unruly subordinate."

Before determining the target of the strategy, you must keep a respectful distance from any opposite sex.

What's more, An Mo's current priority is to gain a firm foothold on the gold master's battleship. If it is because he shows a slight inclination towards the evil man and fails to get enough favorability from the man, it is really putting the cart before the horse.

however--

"Come here, sit here." An Mo didn't expect that Lord Jin also spoke at this time.

　Get off work at [-]:[-], get home at [-]:[-], clean up after dinner, and take a shower at [-]:[-], time flies so fast [cover your face]

　　And... I write so slowly... So slow... So slow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)