After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 363 He doesn't have enough money to buy a plane ticket

Bei Mingfeng was locked outside by Jiang Shiyu, staring at the door, his eyes full of resentment and anger. The tightly closed door seemed like an unbridgeable chasm, completely separating him from his hope.

If he wanted to defeat Bei Ming Mo, he had to get Ming Nanjin's help. It was absolutely impossible for him to do it alone, and he might even be killed by Bei Ming Mo. He would never do such a thing.

He stood outside the door, his mind churning. He knew that his days with Bei Ming Mo were not easy, and he was always on edge, fearing that he would become a victim of Bei Ming Mo's power struggle if he was not careful.

And now, the only people who could help him out of this predicament are Ming Nanjin and others, but their hostility towards him is so obvious that it makes him feel extremely frustrated.

But now it is absolutely impossible for Ming Nanjin and the others to accept him. It seems that he has to go back and plan this matter carefully, and think about how to make Ming Nanjin and the others accept him.

He was secretly thinking in his heart, should he come up with more valuable intelligence, or find a way to eliminate their prejudice against him? Every possibility flashed through his mind, but it was full of uncertainty.

As for Ming Nanjin and the others in the room, after this little disturbance, Yan Zeyu looked at Ming Nanjin who was silent, still tightly holding the dagger in his hand. He wanted to ease the atmosphere and said, "Bei Mingfeng must have had his head stuck in the door. His brain is smaller than a walnut. Don't be angry with such a person. By the way, what were we talking about just now?"

Yan Zeyu put on a forced smile, trying to break the depressing atmosphere.

Jiang Shiyu glanced at Yan Zeyu and realized that this guy wanted to ease the atmosphere, so he also said: "Didn't we just say that we want to look at the tickets to Florence? Yan Zeyu, have you looked? Have you been looking for a toilet with delicious shit and want to go in and taste it? After such a long time, you haven't even looked at a single ticket. Wait, all the tickets will be bought."

Jiang Shiyu's tone was teasing and anxious, trying to divert everyone's attention away from the unpleasantness that had just occurred.

As soon as Yan Zeyu heard what Jiang Shiyu said, he immediately became unhappy. Jiang Shiyu, this kid, would feel itchy all over if he didn't quarrel with him for a day, right?

"You were not blind when Bei Ming Feng came just now. How could I have time to look at the tickets? Why don't you go and see it yourself? It's easy to talk without any pain in the waist, right? If you can do it, why don't you go and see it?"

Yan Zeyu's voice rose several decibels, and the veins on his neck bulged slightly, obviously angered by Jiang Shiyu's words.

"How could I care about the tickets in that situation? You, on the other hand, are blaming me for everything. Don't you think that if I hadn't been here to support you, who knows what kind of trouble would have happened?"

Yan Zeyu became more and more excited as he spoke, waving his arms as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction.

When Jiang Shiyu heard this, he became even more furious.

"What did you say! Yan Zeyu, I think you are itching and want me to scratch it for you, right?" Jiang Shiyu said gritting his teeth, staring at Yan Zeyu fiercely, wanting to buckle Yan Zeyu up but couldn't get him off.

His eyes seemed to be able to spit fire, and his fists were unconsciously clenched, as if he might rush up and punch Yan Zeyu at any time.

"Don't think I dare not touch you, Yan Zeyu. You just do nonsense all day long, and then you fail at the critical moment and blame me!" Jiang Shiyu's voice was full of anger and accusations.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense again. Ming Nanjin watched the two people arguing, frowning and feeling annoyed.

Seeing the two quarreling again, Ming Nanjin and Jiang Shiwen sighed helplessly, their sighs full of helplessness and exhaustion. These two people, are they being too active to liven up the atmosphere?

"Alright, that's enough. Let's get down to business first. Yan Zeyu, take a look at the tickets. If we go to Florence now, what time is the fastest flight?"

Jiang Shiwen raised his voice, trying to draw their attention back to the main business. His face was a little serious, and his eyes revealed anxiety.

Jiang Shiwen brought the two back to the point, and the two stopped arguing. Yan Zeyu rolled his eyes at Jiang Shiyu, which were full of dissatisfaction and disdain, as if to say, "I'll settle the score with you later." He turned back to the sofa and looked at his phone. At this time, the only flight to Florence was probably tonight.

Yan Zeyu opened his phone and checked. It was indeed similar to what he thought. The only flight left was in the evening, and it was at 10 o'clock. His brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"There's only an evening flight left, do you want to book a ticket?" Yan Zeyu looked at Ming Nanjin and asked. There was a hint of inquiry and expectation in his eyes, waiting for Ming Nanjin's decision.

Ming Nanjin sat on the sofa, picked up a cigarette from the table, and just as he lit it, a small figure ran out of the room. The small figure was as fast as lightning, with an unstoppable vitality.

Xiao Chengcheng quickly threw herself into Ming Nanjin's arms with the little bear in her arms, and threw the cigarette out of Ming Nanjin's mouth with her little hand. Her movements were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Xiao Chengcheng was so fast that before Jiang Shiwen and the other three could react, Xiao Chengcheng was already sitting in Ming Nanjin's arms.

"Ge Ge, you can't smoke!" Xiao Cheng Cheng pouted angrily as she looked at Ming Nan Jin in front of her. Her eyes were wide open, full of seriousness and persistence.

Ming Nanjin looked at Xiao Chengcheng's angry expression, and finally a smile appeared on his face. That smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the frozen lake, instantly melting the coldness on his face.

"Okay, I won't smoke." Ming Nanjin took Xiao Chengcheng in his arms and let her sit beside him and listen. His movements were gentle and full of love, as if Xiao Chengcheng was the most precious baby in the world.

Lin Feng wanted to stop Xiao Chengcheng just now, but he didn't expect that Xiao Chengcheng ran so fast. When he wanted to catch up with her, Xiao Chengcheng had already run halfway out. His face was full of panic and self-blame.

Lin Feng stood behind Ming Nanjin, waiting for his punishment, but he didn't expect that Ming Nanjin didn't blame him for this matter, but just waved his hand and asked him to sit down next to him. Ming Nanjin's tolerance made Lin Feng feel relieved.

Yan Zeyu glanced at Ming Nanjin, then at Xiao Chengcheng. They were no longer surprised by Ming Nanjin's sudden change of mood, as they were used to it. Yan Zeyu lowered his head and continued to look at the ticket in his hand.

"Then I'll buy it. There are one, two, three, four, five, and six of us in total, so let's buy it." Yan Zeyu said while looking at his phone, with a hint of decisiveness in his tone.

Jiang Shiyu heard Yan Zeyu wanted to count again, and said unhappily: "No, Yan Zeyu, what's your brain made of? There are only six of us, and you want to lose again. Are you an elementary school student? Cheng Cheng doesn't even need to count once to know how many people we are. You are not even as good as Cheng Cheng."

Jiang Shiyu's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule, and the expression on his face was full of disdain.

Yan Zeyu's face turned red with anger, and his flushed face was like a ripe apple. But he didn't have time to deal with Jiang Shiyu now. He would have a good quarrel with Jiang Shiyu after he was done with his work. Yan Zeyu continued to buy tickets on his phone.

Ten minutes had passed and Yan Zeyu was still not done. Jiang Shiyu couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said, "Damn, Yan Zeyu, are you fucking illiterate? Is it that hard to buy a ticket?" Jiang Shiyu's voice was full of impatience and anger. He put his hands on his hips and glared at Yan Zeyu.

Jiang Shiyu said as he walked quickly behind Yan Zeyu to see what Yan Zeyu was up to. His steps were hurried and filled with anger.

Jiang Shiyu came behind Yan Zeyu and took a look at Yan Zeyu's phone. At that second, Jiang Shiyu doubted his eyes a little. Wait, the app on Yan Zeyu's phone is not a normal ticket purchasing app at all. The words on it are all red, green, and a bunch of English that he can't understand. He knows the twenty-six English letters and the words, but why can't he understand the letters on Yan Zeyu's phone even though he knows them?

"Fuck, Yan Zeyu, this is a ticket purchasing app. I can even let you eat your phone, but what the hell is this? Can you use it to buy tickets?" Jiang Shiyu pointed at Yan Zeyu's phone and shouted. His voice was almost a roar, making the whole room buzz.

Yan Zeyu didn't look angry. Instead, he looked at Jiang Shiyu as if he was a fool.

"Your brain is too big to be called a walnut kernel. This is the dark web. If we do something like this, our real identities will be discovered by Bei Ming Mo or the people on the dark web in a minute. What Bei Ming Mo did is already airtight, right? The reason why we found clues about him is because he used his real identity to buy tickets. Therefore, we can't make this mistake. We have to use other networks."

Yan Zeyu explained slowly, his face full of confidence and disdain.

Yan Zeyu continued to operate on his mobile phone while speaking.

Jiang Shiyu finally realized that she had not thought of this just now. Yan Zeyu, this kid, although he is usually useless, his brain is quite useful. A trace of embarrassment flashed across Jiang Shiyu's face, but he quickly covered it up.

Yan Zeyu worked alone for more than ten minutes and arranged fake identities for six people, but got stuck at the ticket purchasing stage.

"You see, a fake identity won't work at all." Jiang Shiyu looked at Yan Zeyu with disdain, his eyes full of gloating.

Yan Zeyu looked up and gave Jiang Shiyu a look without saying anything. He was really a little embarrassed now because he didn’t have enough money in his bank card to buy the plane ticket!

Ming Nanjin and Jiang Shiwen both looked at Yan Zeyu at the same time.

Ming Nanjin frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" His voice was low and serious, with an unquestionable majesty.

Yan Zeyu said in a low voice: "There is not enough money." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, and his face was full of embarrassment and helplessness.

Neither Ming Nanjin nor Jiang Shiwen heard it clearly, but Jiang Shiyu heard it clearly and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, Yan Zeyu, there will actually be a day like this where you can't even afford a plane ticket!" Jiang Shiyu laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out.

Jiang Shiyu spoke very loudly. Ming Nanjin and Jiang Shiwen now knew what Yan Zeyu had just said. Jiang Shiwen also secretly covered his mouth and laughed.

Yan Zeyu was a little annoyed by Jiang Shiyu's laughter. This guy really wanted to be beaten.

"Come on, come on, buy it if you have enough. I haven't taken any work in the laboratory here recently, and Ming Nanjin hasn't paid me. How can I get the money to buy a plane ticket!" After Yan Zeyu finished speaking, he glared at Ming Nanjin, and his eyes seemed to be accusing Ming Nanjin of injustice.

Treated him as free labor.