Qingben beauty

Chapter 610 Found the organization!
Well, I think I did have hallucinations in front of my eyes, because the road has become ethereal.

This is a symptom of extreme fatigue.

Moreover, the gas gauge was also empty, and there happened to be a gas station next to it, so I drove the car in, filled up [-] euros of gas, parked the car at the rest station, put the seat back a little, and just leaned against it. I fell asleep in the car for a while.

This time I didn't sleep for too long, that is, I woke up after squinting for more than half an hour.

Although I only slept for more than half an hour, I felt much more comfortable. I got out of the car, went to the bathroom and washed my face with cold water. After feeling fully awake, I left the bathroom.

Walking to the car, I had to pass the small shop at the rest place, and I stopped walking smelling the aroma of coffee coming out of it.

After thinking about it, I walked into the small shop. I looked at the picture on the menu and ordered a cup of coffee for [-] Euro, and then I took a piece of bread for [-] Euro.

When I walked out of the small shop, I looked at the public phone outside and stopped for three seconds, put the things on the table, and called Mr. Jin again.

After the phone rang twice, it was still the pleasant female voice.

Sighing lightly, I put down the phone, returned to the car with coffee and bread, drank the really small but very exciting coffee in a few sips, took a few more bites of bread, and drove the car out of the car for a rest. place.

This walk is four hours.

Of course, I admit that half an hour of it was wasted because I took the wrong side road and turned back.

It was a quarter past eleven in the morning when we arrived in Madrid.

I walked along the periphery, found a roadside parking lot and parked the car, and then recorded the street number marked outside the parking lot letter by letter, and then reached out to hail a taxi.

Poor God!
I said the Chinese embassy in English, and the driver nodded!

He can understand!

And the fare is metered!I can understand it too!

Moreover, I don't know if I turned in the right direction when I was looking for a parking space to circle around, or if it was my shit luck, it doesn't seem to be very far from the parking lot.

Well, the taxi fare will also take away my ten euros...

But I found the consulate!
When I walked into the office hall of the consulate, saw the familiar faces of Chinese people inside, and heard the familiar language that I could understand, at that moment...

I pressed my hands on my chest to suppress the throbbing heart.

Behind the hall is a row of windows, all marked in Chinese that I can understand!
I walked to the window where the documents were processed.

This time I was not too excited, but with the concerned greeting of the girl with a sweet smile inside, I told my experience again with tears in my eyes.

I got my car smashed and everything was stolen, my documents, cards, money, phone, I have nothing now.

The girl comforted me first, telling me not to worry, to fill in the form and apply for a certificate, and then asked me if I had a police report?

I was a little confused, I said I called the police, but they couldn't understand Chinese, so they kicked me out.

The girl said, I have to get the police report to prove that my ID and things are lost. She said, she can go through the formalities for me first, and then ask me, do you remember your ID number?
From the first time I went abroad with Lu Li, I really memorized the passport number and ID card number, so I told her at that time, and then I asked her, what should I do with this police report?
The girl told me very simply and cheerfully: "Go to the police station to do it."

I am really speechless and tearful...

Of course, I didn't really cry, and I didn't ask any more questions.

I think, since this girl said it so simply, it means that this matter is not difficult to handle. Besides, there are so many Chinese people here, not only from inside, but also from outside.

I still have dozens of euros left, and I can always find someone who is willing to accompany me.

I filled out the form and handed it to the girl. After the girl told me that you should go and hand in the police report quickly, and that I can give you the travel permit two days after you make it up, I left the window.

Then I wandered around the lobby outside and found the Chinese who was taking pictures.

I whispered my situation to him.

He said, in my case, I have to ask for a police report from that small town.

At that time, my heart sank immediately, and it was hard for me to come here...

No, no, it's not the problem, but even if I can drive back, what should I do if those fucking policemen still can't understand me?
At this time, a Chinese man who was taking pictures next to me and who also listened to my words muttered in a low voice: "Why is this kind of thing so serious? The Spanish police don't care where you are stolen, they won't take it seriously." Go catch the thief, they just issue a certificate for you, here you also need to prove it and then apply for a certificate."

I swished and turned to look at him.

The man coughed lightly, and went straight to the window as if he hadn't seen me.

After I said thank you to the gentleman who took the picture, I went out first and stood outside the door waiting. After ten minutes, the gentleman who spoke came out.

I hurried forward and said to him, "Sir, can you take me to the police station? I can only speak Chinese, and they ignored me when I went by myself."

The gentleman stood still, looked at me and smiled, "Then how did you come here from Mijas?"

"I came here by car." I said a little embarrassedly: "The thief stole all my things, but the car was lost in the small town, and I found it, so I drove here."

"You just said that you lost all your money too?" The man was a little surprised.

Looking at his expression, I sneered twice, and said, "I, I did odd jobs for two days and earned [-] Euros. Besides, I have a map."

"I earned a hundred euros from a part-time job, and I only understand Chinese, so that's how I came here?" The man was even more surprised.

I continued to laugh twice, thinking I should not tell you how I got the job.

"You are amazing." The man smiled.

I could only laugh a few more times and said, "Then, can you take me to the police station? It's from Madrid?"

"Okay." The man responded readily, took a step forward and asked again: "But girl, are you going to stay or go back to China?"

"Of course I'm going back." I replied without hesitation.

"Then you are planning to continue working to make money?" the man laughed.

I let out a huh and said, "Well, I..."

Yes, whether you are going back to your country or where you are going, you need money...

Maybe, I can also learn from that singer, do part-time jobs at night, and set up a street stall to sell calligraphy and paintings during the day?
I was thinking of asking him where to buy brushes and paper.

The man smiled and said, "If you are in a hurry to use the money, you can ask your relatives in China to transfer money to my account, and I will give you the euro."

I remembered that Mr. Tian also said the same thing, and said sadly: "I have no relatives."

I don't have anyone who can help me with this kind of thing, or there are, such as Ms. Lin and Ms. Zhu, but I don't remember their phone numbers at all now, and I don't know how to contact them.

"Which bank does your card belong to? Have you reported it as lost?" the gentleman asked.

"No, I'm a bank in Hong Kong, and I can't use credit cards here, so I don't have one." I said with a little shame.

"Over there in Hong Kong? There should be telephone banking. If you haven't reported the loss, you can transfer money directly through telephone banking." That person said.

I groaned, and then groaned again in surprise.

Yes, how could I forget!
When I applied for a bank card, Mr. Jin also told me that he left me the password of the telephone bank, through which, even if I can’t access the Internet, I can still handle some business!
In other words, I can be rich!

And I have money, and I can apply for a replacement certificate, so there is nothing I can't do!
I happily faced that person, and was about to say, please help me...

Before I could even make a sound, I was hugged into my arms by a person who rushed in from outside the gate.

Then, on top of my head, tremblingly whispered: "Gu Qing..."

(End of this chapter)