The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 199 Mouthwash

Song Ye is big-hearted and doesn't have the same knowledge as villains, but villains suffer from persecution delusions. The more they are ignored, the more colorful their imaginations become. Xiang Huiying, the nerves are about to explode.

Finally, the man in the suit couldn't help it, and took out something from his bag, "Ahem, this train smell is too strong, not to mention the smell. I also ate too much this night, it's strange." , drink some high-end goods to quench your thirst."

There are two people on the upper bunk. As soon as the man in the suit speaks, the man in glasses knows to speak up for himself. As soon as he sees the bottle in the other's hand, he immediately ouches, "Isn't that your foreign friend brought it back? I heard it's rare." Why are you willing to use it?"

"Hehe, of course I bought something for use. This thing is good. Not only can it be drunk as a drink, it's refreshing in the mouth, and it can also cure aphthous toothache." The man in the suit was so proud that he deliberately raised his voice.

The woman on the lower berth paused, subconsciously wanting to look up, but she quickly stopped her movements and resumed eating.

Song Ye's reaction was even more ignoring to the end.

The man in the suit's snarky tactics failed, puffing his cheeks as if he was struggling, and jumped off the bed, shaking the bottle and asked Song Ye, "How is the provincial champion? I heard that you got full marks in the English test. Here is an opportunity for you to learn, to see if you know English from abroad."

In this day and age, foreigners can be called pandas when they walk on the street, and foreign goods are even more rare items. Anyone who has a Peugeot in foreign language at home can brag about it for half a month.

For Song Ye, who will be flying around the world more than ten years later, this kind of thing is of course not worth mentioning, but now she just finished eating shrimp and was going to get a tissue, so she raised her eyes and glanced over, and caught a glimpse of the blue bottle. After speaking English, he said lightly: "This is mouthwash, you can't drink it."

"What?" The man in the suit who was still dangling the bottle proudly was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned ugly when he realized it, and he curled his lips and said, "Cut, what do you know? This is a drink with mint in it. It's refreshing. If you don't understand, pretend to understand. Have you ever seen this thing, and it still rinses your mouth, why don't you say tap water."

One second he was learning to sell it and said it was a drink, but the next second Song Ye said he couldn't drink it, and it was clear that he was messing things up.Moreover, the English on the bottle is still in ancient print, and the characters are so small that it is impossible to read clearly after such a flash. The man in the suit is more and more sure that Song Ye is making trouble.

"Hey, you came here first to ask someone's child, but you just don't know what to say, why are you so vicious?" The woman couldn't stand it any longer, so she stretched out her hand and pushed the man in the suit away, " You drink your drink and I eat ours, so let's stop talking." She thought she was talkative and chattering, but she didn't expect this man to be more troublesome than her.

The man in the suit never thought that he, a well-educated teacher, would be despised by a country woman. He was furious and wanted to go forward to argue, but was stopped by the man with glasses. He was still furious and unscrewed. The bottle, motioned towards Song Ye, "Look, this is a drink, for drinking." As he spoke, the man in the suit gulped down the whole bottle.

After drinking, he burped, resisted the pungent smell, and said, "Refreshing."

Song Ye was really speechless, she knew the purpose of that kind of thing at a glance at the name, and she didn't need to study the manual carefully.

But if someone wants to die by himself, she can't stop her. After eating, she sits at the window and looks at the scenery.

The wind blows in at night and it is very cool. Most of the areas that the train passes along the way have not been developed yet, and the barren mountains and fields look quiet and peaceful under the night. This natural atmosphere is not found in post-modern reinforced concrete.

Half an hour later, the person on the upper bunk was staggering, clutching his belly and started running to the toilet.

Song Ye didn't pay much attention, and retreated into the bed to lie down and prepare to sleep.

After about an hour, there were few people walking in the aisle. At this moment, a strange sound caught Song Ye's attention.

Her hearing is excellent, and she guessed that it was the movement of the soft sleeper in front of her, so she didn't bother to get up to check, so she directly pressed her hand on the wall and used her supernatural power to see through it.

Outside the first soft-sleeper box after the three hard-sleepers, there was a figure slinking furtively, tinkering with the door lock with a wire in his hand.The door locks on the train are all built with internal bolts, so the iron wire is squeezed into a bend and stretched in. It cleverly traps the iron bolt and moves back.

As soon as the door opened, he saw that everyone inside was asleep, and he heard a strange sound again, and then saw another figure rushing out from behind the curtain of the window, sneaking into the room, and the man who unlocked the door opened the door. Once closed, as if nothing had happened, I found a nearby window and stood on the lookout.

Stealing things on the train was done in a gang, and the methods were very skillful and beautiful.

Song Ye raised his eyebrows, and through the occasional light from the window, he saw the face of the man who opened the lock. He was obviously a sloppy man.

Just when Song Ye felt that their skills were remarkable, the sound of stomping footsteps sounded hurriedly in the aisle. The scruffy man who was watching the wind was startled, and hurriedly strode forward, coming face to face The shadows collided together.

"Ouch." The black shadow uttered a cry after being knocked down to the ground.

The door behind the sloppy man suddenly opened, and another figure quickly slipped out.

The door closed again, so fast that no one could notice the difference, but the sloppy man didn't expect that his collision would cause a big trouble.

Originally, the sloppy man wanted to stretch out his hand to pick up his buddy on the ground, and even prepared the lines of apology in his mouth, "Brother, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

As a result, he stretched out his hand in the air, and immediately heard the sound of vomiting.

That's right, the person who was knocked to the ground vomited, and he vomited so hard that the passengers around him all came out to watch.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Finally, the train conductor on duty also heard the sound and came over. After looking away from the crowd, he immediately stepped forward and helped the man on the ground up, "Sir! Sir! Are you okay, can you?" I can't move, how can I help you?"

"Cough, cough, vomit..." The man on the ground finally spit out his bile, raised his hand tremblingly, and pointed at the sloppy man standing in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

"You? What does this matter have to do with you? Why did this gentleman vomit here? Please explain clearly." The conductor's tone was stern and his eyes were wary.

The sloppy man hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, wanting to say that he hadn't done anything, but before he could say anything, the man on the ground had already said, "It was him who hurt me."

(End of this chapter)