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Chapter 316 316. This is called business

Twelve o'clock.

To be precise, at half past eleven, Qiao Mu woke up the little witch and asked her to pack her things and prepare to check out.

Although it was already daytime, the room was still gloomy, as if a layer of fog had enveloped it.

Ghostly shadows wandered around the house, as if the air was smelling of decay.

Qiao Mu and the little witch carried their luggage and took the elevator downstairs.

In the elevator, a headless zombie was slowly beating on the elevator door, making a dull sound.

jingle——

When the elevator reached the first floor, Qiao Mu and the little witch passed over the zombies and came to the front desk.

The person at the front desk was still like a puppet on strings, with a numb expression and a pair of eyes without any expression.

"Hello, let's check out."

Qiao Mu took the little witch's passport and went up to communicate with the puppet receptionist.

You and I said each other, and we actually went through the check-out procedures.

After leaving the hotel where off-key Christmas songs were playing, the little witch looked back at the hotel.

From the outside, everything seems to be normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

A gust of wind blew, and even at noon, Jiangcheng seemed extremely bleak and cold.

"It's so cold."

The little witch held the suitcase, feeling as if she didn't know where she was.

"We have an old saying here that autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times. This may be the current situation."

Qiao Mu also sighed.

"Although, it's winter now."

The little witch took out her mobile phone and checked the Internet.

"They won't arrive until tomorrow night and told me that I can go to the hotel they booked and add an extra suite."

"Then go."

Qiao Mu didn't know why the little witch specifically said it.

"You still dare to stay in a hotel?"

The little witch was very surprised.

"I don't have to stay in a hotel."

Qiao Mu was confused. He had his own home, why would he stay in a hotel?

"Oh, too."

The little witch nodded belatedly and said immediately.

"I don't want to stay in a hotel."

"oh."

Qiao Mu nodded.

"Oh what, don't you have any temporary accommodation for visiting guests?"

The little miko couldn't help but speak directly.

"I think should not be."

Qiao Mu took out her mobile phone and checked WeChat. She originally wanted to send a WeChat message to Zhou Mingke to ask, but the little witch suddenly blocked his screen with her hand.

"Isn't your house quite big? It shouldn't be a problem for one more person to sleep in it, right?"

"Oh, I understand, you want to live in my house?"

Qiao Mu understood the ultimate purpose of the little witch's foreshadowing.

"No? No? No, no? No, no? No?"

She was spinning around Qiao Mu like a hamster.

"It's not impossible."

Qiao Mu thought about it and didn't know whether it was the little witch's problem or Ah Xin's problem. If they continued to encounter abnormalities, it could easily turn into an international problem.

At that time, Zhou Mingke might even deduct his year-end bonus.

"Yes, it's the end of December, it's time for year-end bonuses."

For the sake of his year-end bonus, Qiao Mu could only reluctantly agree with the little witch's opinion.

"bring it on."

He said something.

"Great."

The little witch immediately patted the suitcase.

"help me."

"Are you the eldest lady?"

Qiao Mu pulled up the suitcase, making a sliding sound on the ground.

When the little witch saw this, she pursed her lips and smiled, and immediately followed.

I don’t know if it’s because the editorial office is right here, but some promotional posters for the cultural exchange summit can already be seen on the street.

"Speaking of which, what activities are you coming to Jiangcheng to participate in?"

While walking on the road, it was too cold, so Qiao Mu talked to warm up.

The cultural exchange summit included film festivals, industry forums, art exhibitions and other projects. This little witch was young and didn't know what to do.

"I asked my dad to put me in."

The little miko said matter-of-factly.

"It's so blatant to talk about going through the back door, no one else can."

Qiao Mu felt more and more that the little witch and A Xin were influencing each other.

"So I'll just eat, drink and have fun here during this time."

As the little witch spoke, she took out her phone again and took a photo of the street.

"But, hum, although I don't want to mention it, I am actually a somewhat famous video blogger."

The video blogger she is talking about is not a social networking site that is only used by old-timers like blogs, but a popular foreign video platform, a large website similar to the size of the domestic old video network and several other video websites combined.

"The way culture and entertainment are disseminated must also keep pace with the times. Traditional movies and television are no longer viable. Generation Z people are heavy mobile phone users who never leave their phones, so they must make good use of the Internet."

She talked to herself, edited yesterday's photos, and posted them to her personal account.

Qiao Mu glanced at it and saw that it was the home-cooked food he had eaten last night. The caption was "I ate home-cooked food made by a local old man today and it tasted great!" with a cute expression.

"Why are you giving out these food now, when it's not midnight?"

He was curious.

"You don't understand this. If you take pictures and post them on the spot, it will be easy for fans to locate the specific location, and you may be harassed by stalkers with malicious intentions. Therefore, when posting personal updates, it is best to separate them from each other. It’ll take a while.”

The little witch spoke eloquently.

"How do you know so much?"

Qiao Mu glanced at the number of followers on her account curiously.

More than three million.

hiss--

Qiao Mu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

His account has only more than 300,000 fans since its operation.

Unexpectedly, the little miko turned out to be ten times his size!

However, he also saw that this account was theoretically opened by the three sisters together.

Now, both sisters have passed away, leaving her alone to support her, which is quite pitiful.

"If you want to master the Internet, I can't teach you. Well, I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat? I want it local."

The little witch touched her belly.

Qiao Mu looked around.

Fortunately, this is not a city where the specialty food is Babi steamed buns. You can find some restaurants just by looking around.

Shancheng noodles, braised chicken and rice, beef ramen, Shaxian snacks, small bowl dishes.

It really doesn’t have any local characteristics.

However, Qiao Mu saw three cafes at a glance.

As the city with the most cafes in the world, Qiao Mu seriously doubted that there were more cafes than restaurants in this city.

He took the little witch and the suitcase to the vicinity of Xingfu Apartment. There were many local restaurants here.

Although it is said to be local cuisine, in fact, most small restaurants have also modified it for migrant workers from all over the country, so they can have whatever taste they want.

Walking into the small restaurant where Qiao Mu liked to eat rice bowls, the two of them ordered two rice bowls.

When the boss served it, the little witch didn't rush to use her chopsticks, but took a photo with her mobile phone.

"I understand, eat your phone first."

Qiao Mu commented.

"What do you know? This is called business!"

The little witch asked Qiao Mu to come over and take a photo of the two of them.

"This is also a business, won't your boyfriend become a fan?"

Qiao Mu was curious.

"This is called linkage!"

The little witch immediately corrected herself.