blackstone code

Chapter 963 Isn't it just smoking a cigarette?

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

A clerk in a maid outfit was holding a golden plate with a row of cards on it. She took out one of the cards and handed it to the gentleman who got up at six o'clock and was waiting in line.

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

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

At least most people are like this, and the lower the people, the more like this.

Someone once commented on the people of different classes in the Federation, and they all agreed in the end, that is, the "bones" of the people at the bottom are harder!
This is not simply talking about human 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, people in the upper class will immediately change their positions as long as they perceive danger.

This is also the reason why few people use honorifics in the federation. The charter says that everyone is equal, so why should I be inferior to you?
He really felt a kind of satisfaction and happiness when the pretty shop assistant used honorifics.

Seeing the female clerk turn around and go to the next passerby waiting in line for the experience, how much he wished that time could stay here for a while.

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

This is a pure black matte card with a smooth gold-clad edge on the outside, unlike ordinary business cards or cards where you can see the texture fibers inside.

This is more aesthetically pleasing.

There is a golden cross star running through the entire card, and at the bottom of the card, there is a number, he is No.30.

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

Soon the entire queue was in a commotion. Some people said that this heavy card was made of real gold. This must be... The man who came to line up at six o'clock weighed the card in his hand, at least there was... ...he didn't know how much it weighed, but it definitely weighed.

Soon there were some riots at the back of the team. It turned out that today's experience opportunity was over.

Black Gold Supreme's experience coupons will only be issued [-] per day, and the experience stores can only provide [-] copies of experience coupons. If you want to join more than this part, you can only wait for tomorrow.

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

This is the security guard of Blackstone Security, and it is also the first batch of security companies in China.

The last hearing ended last month. Starting in June, the federal government will issue [-] licenses to civilians. Those who hold licenses can set up armed security companies——

It is worth noting that armed security companies mean employed companies that accomplish established goals through the use of military operations, etc., and this does not include those ordinary security companies and the like.

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

They only know that people from Blackstone Security are sometimes more terrifying than people from the government.

Surprisingly, those who caused the commotion did not leave, but continued to line up, and they even sent people to get some food and books, and they planned to wait here for a day!
"It's all crazy..." The man who got up at six o'clock muttered, and he tightly clutched the card in his hand, as if it was very important.

During the period, some people came to ask the cardholders one by one whether they were willing to sell their cards and opportunities, and they were willing to pay a high price of 100 yuan for this.

If the card is really pure gold, it is worth about 60 yuan, plus the price of queuing, which is actually not low.

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

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

The team moved forward little by little, which also made people very curious. If it was just to experience cigarettes, why didn't everyone just go in and give each person a pack and it was over.

Why did it take so long for those people to go in, and when they came out, there was an emotion in their eyes that others couldn't understand?

All kinds of curious guesses made people look forward to it even more, and so did 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 shop assistants, he entered the hall.

It's a lobby, but it's more like a long corridor with "S" constantly winding. There are pictures on it, and two female shop assistants use soft voices to introduce some things he doesn't know to Heijin Supreme.

For example, this new sub-brand was designed by Mr. Lynch himself, for example, the idea that Mr. Lynch entrusted when designing this brand and image.

And some other interesting little stories.

The whole process is not too long, about seven or eight minutes, which is a normal pace, while walking and explaining, it is not boring at all, but Mr. Passerby, who gets up at six o'clock, hopes that this corridor can be longer.

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

At the end, he saw the real hall, luxurious and noble, with pure white floor and wall tiles and lights, making people feel like standing in the sky and stepping on cotton!
In the gaps between the bricks, silver light shone. He didn't know what it was, but he guessed that 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, even if no one needs to mention it, he knows that it must be silver.

Because even the cards were made of gold, it suddenly became not unacceptable to pour some silver on the ground under your feet as a decoration.

Noble, holy!
Led by two female shop assistants, he came to the counter in the middle of the hall.

Inside the oval counter were two beautiful ladies dressed in pure white clothes with some white feathers on their heads for decoration.

Reminded by the clerk next to him, he showed his card, and then the clerk at the counter moved out a tray from somewhere below.

There was something in it that he didn't quite understand.

"You must take good care of your card. Only [-] cards will be issued nationwide in 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 enjoy the right to experience first."

"Every quarter or every year when we launch a new product, someone will send you a free trial product, and I hope you can give positive feedback, it is very important!"

The female clerk repeatedly urged, "We don't recognize people, we only recognize cards. If you are willing to sell, you can directly hand it over to us, and we will pay you 1000 yuan!"

Mr. Passerby, who got up early at six and felt that it was too early, was stunned. He tightly and carefully held the card in his hand, "No, I won't give it to anyone."

The female shop assistants smiled regretfully, one of them carried the 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, which makes it look more like it is in the sky.

There is a reclining chair inside, which uses a lot of pure white cotton. With the help of two female shop assistants, he lies on it, as if lying on a cloud, which is extremely comfortable.

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

Or it has a blue color of its own, but the previous light obscured its essence.

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

Woke up early at six o'clock, and now he doesn't feel that he is too early. Mr. Passerby closed his eyes obediently, and then pressed his hands on his scalp, pinching it hard but just right.

It made him feel more comfortable than ever before... maybe, but it was in the womb.

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

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

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

Under the shaking, the recliner slowly erected a little, turning lying down into sitting down.

The lady massaging him started pressing on his temples, and if it wasn't so embarrassing to make noises, he would have moaned right now.

The female clerk next to him took out a small, individually packaged item from the tray, like that kind of hard candy, but it looked longer than the hard candy.

She cut open the pack with a fine pair of scissors and pulled out the filter-tipped cigarettes.

He has some experience, although he feels that doing so is a bit too ceremonial, but he still enjoys everything now.

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

"Shall I smoke now?", he asked.

The saleswoman nodded with a smile and brought an oil lamp from a tray.

It looked like a kettle made of pure gold, but it was only the size of a palm, and there was a length of cotton thread protruding from its spout.

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

She also explained by the way, "Matches and lighters emit too many chemicals when they are used, which affects the taste."

"And here is camel oil, which not only won't spoil the taste when you smoke, but also has a certain gain effect."

(End of this chapter)