Qi Xia walked out of the lottery center with a check and headed straight for the taxi.
"Ah? So quick, young man."
The driver was standing outside the car, smoking, and the sea-blue car beside him looked out of place among the local mint-colored vehicles.
Qi Xia didn't respond, reached out to open the car door and sat down.
"Shall... we go back now?" the driver asked.
"Mm-hmm." Qi Xia nodded, but to be safe, this time he chose to sit in the back of the car.
"Alright." The driver threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it to extinguish it, and got into the driver's seat, "By the way, young man, aren't you planning to hang out in Jinan? I have an old buddy here, if you're not in a rush..."
"I'm in a hurry," Qi Xia said, "Let's go."
"Oh..." The driver nodded awkwardly.
Qi Xia recalled the last time when he had delayed half a day in Jinan to withdraw money from the bank, and finally returned home with a large bag of cash.
His original intention was to surprise Yu Nian'an, but this time, he had to skip all these formalities.
Now he must rush home as soon as possible and take Yu Nian'an to flee to an open area.
Thinking of this, Qi Xia took out his phone and wanted to call Yu Nian'an to pack a few clothes in advance, making it convenient for the two to stay outside in the following days.
He opened the contacts, found the first contact, the one labeled with 'A', and dialed directly.
This label was deliberately written by Qi Xia for Yu Nian'an; only the letter A could keep her phone always at the top of the contact list.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no one answering on the other end of the phone.
"What's going on..." Qi Xia was a bit puzzled. In his impression, Yu Nian'an would never leave her phone, but why didn't she answer the phone now?
Qi Xia hung up and dialed several more times, but there was still no answer, which inevitably made him worried.
He looked at the time on his phone, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Master, if we can get back to Qingdao before seven-thirty, I'll give you an extra five hundred yuan for the fare," Qi Xia said to the driver.
"Really?" The driver looked at Qi Xia from the rearview mirror, then looked at his watch.
Three and a half hours, three hundred and fifty kilometers.
Although it was a bit difficult, it was not a problem for an experienced driver, as long as he maintained a speed of one hundred and twenty miles per hour on the highway, he would probably arrive just before seven-thirty.
The opportunity to earn two thousand five hundred yuan in a day is indeed rare, and the driver obviously couldn't believe it.
"I'm not lying to you." Qi Xia nodded, "Pay attention to safety, let's go."
The driver vaguely guessed something in his heart, who would choose to take a taxi to another city?
Although the cost of a taxi is expensive, the only advantage is that it does not require real-name ticketing like trains and high-speed trains.
That is to say, the man in front of him wanted to sneak to Jinan without anyone noticing, so it seems that he really won the lottery.
Only if you win more than one million yuan, you need to go to the provincial lottery center to receive the prize, and the actual bonus may be more than one million.
Thinking of this, the driver helplessly shook his head.
I heard that the chances of winning the lottery are lower than being struck by lightning, and it's really a comparison of people.
He has already reached middle age but is still doing physical labor.
Qi Xia sat in the back row, looking at the driver's complex expression in the cockpit with his peripheral vision, and couldn't help but smile.
Yes, for ordinary people, a person who has won the lottery is sitting behind himself, who can't think wildly?
"It's a pity that you are always a person with a thief's heart and no thief's courage." Qi Xia said in his heart.
The taxi driver in front of him was carefully selected by Qi Xia from many drivers. At that time, several taxi drivers were waiting for business at the hotel entrance, and the driver in front of him was scolded by a thin colleague for cutting in line and kept begging for mercy.
At that moment, Qi Xia saw through him.
Everyone wants to make money, and no one is worse than anyone else, but he is so timid.
Such a person can't commit "murder and robbery".
The driver's expression was uncertain for a long time, but in the end, he sighed and drove forward obediently.
Qi Xia also leaned back in his seat and dialed Yu Nian'an's phone again, but still no one answered.
In such a quiet environment, Qi Xia recalled the events that happened in the "Land of Apocalypse".
It was all too real, completely unlike a dream.
He reached out and touched his left shoulder, which had no trace of injury, but he clearly remembered everything that happened.
He remembered that Han Yimo, Qiao Jiajian, Tiantian, Officer Li, Zhang Shan, and Old Lv all died there, and he clearly died, but returned to his previous life.
In that case, will those people also return to their own lives...?
All of this is probably a strange prank.
As the sky darkened, the lights on the guardrail of the highway slowly lit up.
Although he was only in that ghost place for three days, Qi Xia felt that he hadn't seen the lights at night for a long time.
The night lights that kept moving backward quickly made him feel inexplicably at ease.
It seems that the driver really wants to earn that five hundred yuan, and he has been maintaining the maximum speed limit on the highway.
He is like other people in the world, always running for three meals a day.
Qi Xia made up his mind that even if he was late in the end, he would give the driver five hundred yuan.
The master tried to talk to Qi Xia a few times, but gradually found that this young man was not very talkative, so he could only turn on the car radio, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.
"You are now listening to the 89.7 Traffic Radio."
A slightly magnetic voice slowly came out, which seems to be a channel that taxi drivers love to listen to.
"It's now exactly nineteen o'clock Beijing time, let's take a look at the netizens' messages on the network platform."
After the host said this sentence, he was obviously stunned, and he didn't say the next sentence for nearly ten seconds, which is definitely a live broadcast accident.
"Haha!" The driver said with gloating, "Young man, look at this, what is this? Are the current hosts all bought positions?"
Qi Xia frowned slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.