C1 Arriving in an Unknown World

"What the hell is this place?"

The man in the black coat pulled his suitcase with an impatient expression. He called his phone over and over again, but the person on the other end of the phone was never in the service area. If it were five or six other people, it would be the same.

Zhao Qinghe put the phone into his pocket and hid from the mud that splashed onto his leg because of the people coming and going. The people around him turned back to look at him and pointed at him from time to time.

It was drizzling in the sky, and the people around him were wearing tattered clothes. He had never seen such a dirty person in his life, thin and dirty. Many pairs of curious and probing eyes looked at him, making him hate them.

Zhao Qinghe was already annoyed that he had come to this unknown place. Now, he became even more irritable. "What are you looking at?"

He still had to rush to negotiate. This project was a fat piece of meat. He could not afford to drop the ball at this critical moment. The phone was not connected. What kind of lousy place was this?

Zhao Qinghe recalled his last memory. His head suddenly felt dizzy. He held onto his suitcase and slowly squatted down. Some familiar fragments appeared in his mind, but they were scattered and incomplete.

At the same time, he felt that his feet were light, as if he was stepping on cotton. He could not step on the bottom, and he did not feel at ease.

When he calmed down a little, the intermittent memories gradually became a chapter. He saw himself crashing into a huge truck, and the wind that blew on his face instantly turned into a steel sheet.

His brain was seriously dizzy, and at the same time, he couldn't hear anything. His retina was red, probably stained with blood. He could not feel the pain, it should be that the pain was severe. He had no feeling. However, the loss of blood was clearly recorded in his body, and he could even feel that his life was slowly slipping away.

This was the first time he tasted the taste of death getting closer and closer.

Zhao Qinghe ordered himself not to sleep, but it was useless. He heard a mechanical voice as he was dying.

"Coordination successful, 3. . . 2. . . 1. . . "

Then, he fell into complete darkness.

The project docking company's boss was in Yguo. On his way to the airport, he had an accident. The driver didn't have time to react to the truck that was suddenly intercepted in front of them and directly crashed into it.

However, there were only two outcomes of the accident. One was death, and the other was lying in the hospital. But why did he appear in a completely unfamiliar place? Furthermore, this place was surrounded by Zhao Qinghe. This place was very backward.

This uncontrollable factor caused Zhao Qinghe, who had been in a high position for so many years and was used to controlling everything, to panic. The final mechanical voice made him feel very uncontrollable. Who sent him to this place? What do you want to do? Was he being monitored?

Zhao Qinghe was used to living a life of mutual deception. He was used to doing the worst things in his life. This time was no exception. However, he immediately regained his calm. Since he had come, he would be at ease. No matter if it was a conspiracy or something else, he would be able to deal with it with the most rational attitude.

The plan for today was to settle down first, find someone to find out what place this was, and find a way to go back.

Zhao Qinghe wandered the streets for a long time, and confirmed that this place was indeed completely destitute and destitute. Only then did he stop at the entrance of a hotel that looked similar from the outside. He pulled his luggage and entered the door. When he looked up and saw the receptionist, he immediately turned around and walked towards the door. But he didn't take two steps before stopping again.

Zhao Qinghe slowly took a deep breath. After two or three times, he regained his calm. He even turned around and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, is there another room here?"

"The front desk" was holding a handful of melon seeds. As he ate, he spat on the table. He did not even raise his head as he stared at the ten-inch black and white television. "Yes, put this in this notebook and fill in the information. Pay the money and go upstairs. "

Zhao Qinghe freed his hands and took out a ballpoint pen from among the many melon seeds. When he was far away from the melon seeds on the table, he glanced at the notebook. He needed to fill in some basic information.

Zhao Qinghe was curious after signing. He looked at the fee and exclaimed, "Eight yuan a day?" His exclamation finally made the receptionist willing to leave the television.

"What's wrong?! It's the same price, I can't bear it! Look at you, you've never seen the world. . . " Her eyes moved out of the television. Before she even saw Zhao Qinghe, she started to shout. There were still some melon seeds on the corner of her mouth.

Before the woman could finish speaking, she saw Zhao Qinghe's attire and abruptly shut her mouth again.