Monster Factory: One Thousand and Zero 54: A long line
30 in June.
For some people, this normal week has become extremely difficult and disturbing.
For example, Bloomhill who has arrived in China for three days.
Monster Industry wants to set up seven medical cooperation sites in China. After getting off the plane, Bloomhill went straight to Pengcheng, ready to try his luck at the only cooperative experimental center in Primordial Spirit.
merely Now, Bloomhill regrets a little...
Because he is not the only one who came to the experimental center to try his luck.
Mead Hospital in Pengcheng not only has the Primordial Spirit hand experiment center, they are also on the Europa Medical Union, shocking the world with Primordial Spirit hands.
Let all the medical experts present rewrite the scientific and medical cognition concept.
Of course, the Mead Primordial Spirit Cooperative Experimental Center where Wang Yanyu is located has also become a holy place in the hearts of countless people.
When Bloomhill arrived, at least half of the Primordial Spirit players customer(s) who came from all over the world had their destinations in Pengcheng.
They either take long-distance buses or high-speed trains.
Only in the past two days, all Hotel above Samsung in Pengcheng were booked out.
On the third day, even the subject Hotel was full of foreigners with different skin colors.
Bronhill lives here, a theme Hotel more than kilometers away from Mead Hospital 20.
Bronhill has suffered from insomnia in the past few days. The reason is not always being harassed by small cards, but the day is getting closer and closer to July No. 1.
There is one last night.
Bronhill, who was really struggling to sleep, simply took advantage of the dead of night and planned to quietly open the door and sneak out.
He is going to line up at Mead Hospital late at night. The other Hotel are not clear. Anyway, one third of the Hotel where Bloomhill lives are foreigners with similar conditions.
If you are so silly and wait for the next morning to line up, wouldn't it be completely cool?
Two Germans lived in the room next to Bloomhill. When they ran into each other in the fast food restaurant next door in the afternoon, the two Germans kept complaining that they were so excited that they couldn't sleep.
Bronhill thought that 10 million could not disturb them.
Close the door lightly, and then Bloomhill stared innocently and unexpectedly, and looked at the door next door.
The two Germans are neatly dressed and have the same thieves' virtues, and they walk lighter than a cat.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
The three of you looked at me. I looked at you for a long time, and I had to stare at each other.
Out of Hotel, they watched the two United Kingdom guys in the guest room downstairs, got in a taxi and left.
The three were fighting for the next taxi, waiting to arrive at the open gate of Mead Hospital.
The three people in the taxi yelled "God" together.
The entrance of Mead Hospital at one o'clock in the morning is more lively and noisy than Times Square in New York on holidays.
Looking around, there are no 20 police cars with flashing lights on the side of the road. The doors of all the businesses on the side of the road were open and the lights dimmed.
Someone called Roubaozi in English, a Roubaozi for ten yuan.
Someone called for a small plastic stool, 50 each, which is cheap and convenient to line up.
The team from the entrance of Mead Hospital stretched to the intersection of traffic lights outside.
The team is divided into two groups, one with China faces and the other with different skin colors.
But they have one thing in common. There is always an empty space at the cuff of their left or right hand.
Here, there is no need to worry about any strange gazes, everyone is generous to show their broken wrists.
Bronhill had finished thinking about it, and he went from USA to China.
Looking at the size of this team, Bloomhill thinks that he can't hold on to his time.
The manual installation of Primordial Spirit will definitely not be completed in three to five minutes, even if it is 20 per person per minute. Bloomhill estimates that the team in front of him will have to wait three days and four days before he can take his turn.
The land under his feet is not locked, unless Bloomhill does not eat, drink, sleep, or go to the bathroom during these three or four days.
Otherwise, as soon as he stepped out of the team with his front foot, don't even think about coming at squeeze into with his back foot.
This is a battle between perseverance and physiological limits. The Texas red-necked Bloomhill is even ready to urinate anywhere.
One hour has passed.
The line behind Bronnhill is no longer in line.
Three hours have passed.
Bronhill, who was still standing there, felt a little thirsty and some hungry. He looked at those teammates whose faces were firm and unstoppable.
Bronhill gritted his teeth and kept hypnotizing himself.
Then I don't know how long it has passed, and Bronhill, who was silently enduring with his eyes closed, suddenly heard a very kind Houston English accent coming from his side.
"Selling mineral water, selling plastic stools, selling freshly baked hot dogs ~"
Bronhill opened his eyes sharply and found that there was another China guy holding a white foam box and a string of plastic stools hanging behind him.
This guy must have studied in Houston!
Blonhill grabbed the young man like a straw, "Handsome man, how do you sell the stool?"
"50 dollars." The guy with glasses smiled shyly, "Renminbi dollars are fine."
Bronhill quickly took a 50 dollar bill from his pocket and asked quietly: "How do you sell hot dogs."
"Ten dollars."
"Come two." Bronhill gathered up, he decided not to eat for now, and was prepared to take it with him.
The boy who returned from studying abroad thoughtfully packed the hot dog into a plastic bag and gave him a bottle of mineral water for free.
"Would you like to leave a phone call?" After the water was delivered, the China guy quietly squeezed his eyes at Bloomhill, "If you want to go to the bathroom, I can help you find a foreigner to come over and wait for a while. Team, as long as 50 dollars."
"God ~ still has such a caring service?"
Bronhill's eyes lit up, "Then can you just line up for me?"
"This..." The guy scratched his head, "I haven't started this business yet. You must know your team, only foreigners can queue."
"One hundred dollars an hour." Bloomhill held a finger.
"I...think about it."
"Don't think about it, you can ask your friends to come and help." Bloomhill opened his pocket, revealing a thick pile of dollars in the corner, and said in a seductive tone: "Look at the front team. Three days are not unusual."
“I’m a person, I don’t have much merit. My family has two thousand acres of farmland. Before I came to China, I just sold a season of wheat.”
"You studied in Houston before, and I also went to college there."
"Three thousand dollars a day." The guy has touched cell phone and is ready to call on WeChat.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
This guy speaks Chinese but not English. When replacing Bloomhill, several teammates in the front and back glared.
Bronhill doesn't care about this, while biting the cold hot dog, he rushes towards the bathroom.
Two hours later, Bloomhill, who was full of food and drink, returned with a sun umbrella and a large bag of snacks.
Even if someone replaces him, Bloomhill must be there to avoid accidents.
While sipping Red Bull, admiring the painful look of the group of foreigners. Bloomhill thought comfortably, but before coming to China, his father gave him a Citibank card.
in the card has a wheat model sold last month, so if you remove the cost of growing grain for the next season, you can have an Lamborghini.
Bronhill also truly experienced the joy of having money in his pocket for the first time.
The China team doesn't have to endure the torment of queuing, they all have their relatives to accompany them to take turns in line.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the prices that made countless foreigners complained finally returned to normal levels.
Because many volunteers come to give free mineral water and bread.
At half past seven, the police who maintained order had to set up a red line to prohibit queuing outside the third traffic light.
At this point, all cars around Mead Hospital have been banned. There are crowds of people on the road, and hundreds of media are carrying camera machines for interviews everywhere.
I don't know how long it has passed. The teams that were originally nailed in place, like wooden piles, suddenly burst into a scream like a huge wave.
The China team next door is screaming and screaming.
Because at the top of the team, the lucky one who was ranked first was invited by two nurses from Mead Hospital.
Primordial Spirit is online now.