After walking out of the private room, Bai Hao quickly found a small stall selling small flags, small hats, and even the Q version of the racer's tattoo stickers in the aisle of the stands, so he curiously went up.

Although it was not particularly clear from the stands, in the private room before, Bai Hao saw very clearly the red-green that belonged to the wild rose.

Even a group of die-hard fans of Wild Rose even sat together in the face of the strange gaze of the whole stadium and spelled out a rose pattern with rose, green and black.

For this reason, when passing by this group of guys who had the courage to bring him a green hat, Bai Hao also deliberately went to pay attention to the small green hand.

"How do you sell this thing?"

Bai Hao took advantage of the small number of people to squeeze into the front of the stall, casually picked up a rose-red flag printed with Miao Xuefei's head, and asked.

"Are you a fan of the Rose Goddess?"

The owner of the stall glanced at Bai Hao with some surprise, and then looked in the direction where Bai Hao came from, obviously recognizing Bai Hao as the guy who had just entered the private room above.

"Sort of!"

Bai Hao said vaguely, and then casually picked out a few small hats with Miao Xuefei's fire cow head from the stall, and put the queen bee aside with great disgust.

The stall owner looked at Bai Hao's dislike of Queen Bee speechlessly, but he believed a little more in his heart that Bai Hao was a fan of the goddess.

After all, Queen Bee is the most enthusiastic suitor of the Rose Goddess, and although her driving skills are good, she is still disliked and hated among the goddess fans.

After confirming that Bai Hao was really a fan of Wild Rose, and it was very likely that he was a rich man sitting in the box, the stall owner gave Bai Hao a "preferential" price very decisively.

"Ten pieces of flags on one side, thirty paper hats. For everyone's sake, the Goddess of Roses, I'll give you a poster. ”

After hearing the stall owner's words, Bai Hao looked down at his clothes in astonishment, then looked at the rose-colored sea in his eyes, and then asked the little boss thoughtfully.

"How many of these plastic hats and flags have you sold today?"

The stall owner didn't expect Bai Hao to not discuss the topic of price, but suddenly talked about his business. Although he was surprised, he still calmly introduced his business to Bai Hao.

"Let me tell you, I sell the Rose Goddess's flag hat the most popular here! I dare say that I bought most of the flags in the hands of most of the people here. ”

Hearing the stall owner say this, Bai Hao couldn't help but be even more surprised. I couldn't help but look at the empty woven bag behind the stall owner.

Most of the people on the field ...... What is this concept?

If the stall owner hadn't lied, I'm afraid the flags and hats would have sold at least seven or eight thousand pieces combined!

But there is more than one stall in the audience, so how did this boss do it?

Bai Hao was surprised in his heart, when a customer who suddenly appeared behind him suddenly opened his mouth.

"Boss, how much is the flag and hat of the fire bull?"

"Five flags, ten hats. ”

Seeing that there were customers, the owner of the stall ignored Bai Hao, who had no intention of paying, but quoted a price that was nearly twice as low in front of Bai Hao.

"Oh, then bring me two. ”

Seeing that others were buying things at cheaper prices, Bai Hao had a feeling that the stall owner regarded himself as a wronged leader, and he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved in his heart.

This is simply robbing money! And he still wants to rob him of Bai Hao's money! How can he endure this kind of thing?

"Boss, the flag is ten hats and thirty, I look like a wronged boss?"

Bai Hao couldn't help but ask.

However, just when Bai Hao thought that the other party would take advantage of the trend to lower the price, he found that the other party looked at him like an idiot, and then insisted on his offer.

"The flag is ten yuan and the hat is thirty, and I am sorry to give you a poster, right? The poster will cost thirty yuan a piece for selling it alone!"

Seeing that Bai Hao still had a skeptical expression, the stall owner pulled Bai Hao aside helplessly, and showed Bai Hao the poster as a gift from the woven bag. And Bai Hao's face suddenly turned cold.

"I'll take a look at the poster!"

Bai Hao hoarsely voiced, holding back the anger in his heart, stretched out his hand to the stall owner.

Although the stall owner just let him glance at it, Bai Hao, who had been strengthened by the strengthening potion, could still see at a glance what the poster looked like.

If he is not mistaken, the so-called Wild Rose poster is the photo of those cars and sexy car models officially released by the brand, and then PS on Miao Xuefei's face?

He finally knew why the stall owner would say that he had sold most of the flags in the hands of most of the people in the arena. Quote: This guy doesn't sell gadgets like flags and hats at all, but posters for these guys to put out fires?

Seeing Bai Hao giving orders to himself with a calm face, the stall owner couldn't help but be startled by the momentum exuded by Bai Hao. But despite this, the stall owner who sells posters still gritted his teeth and adhered to his "principles".

"Why are you going to buy it if you want to see it? Don't you want to pay for it?"

After hearing the other party's words, Bai Hao couldn't help but feel even more angry in his heart. If it weren't for the fear that making things big would have a bad impact on Miao Xuefei, Bai Hao would have set off the other party's heart.

It's just that since the other party reasoned with him from the perspective of doing business, Bai Hao didn't mind reasoning with the other party.

No matter what, he was also brought out by Tang Yu's black-bellied guy. Picking on the other party's legal issues is not a problem at all.

"Yes, not only do I not want to give money, I want to ask you for money!"

Bai Hao said unceremoniously.

"You used the heads of the fire bull and the wild rose as flags without permission, did someone give you the right to use their portraits?"

Bai Hao said this, thinking of the wild rose poster he had just seen, and he couldn't help but get angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he grabbed his fist and smashed it in the opponent's face.

Damn, that's all there is to it for flag hats. If this flag hat is more expensive, will all kinds of special posters be approved?

It seemed that he felt that the punch was a little unpleasant, and after seeing the other party covering his head and squatting down, Bai Hao kicked it unceremoniously.

Bai Hao huffed and watched the stall owner squatting on the ground, and then punched and kicked from time to time. Although there were exclamations from the audience in his ears, for Bai Hao, who was already stunned, that kind of exclamation seemed to come from far, far away.

It feels like the whole person is locked up in a separate world. Even the security guards who rushed over seemed to be just a projection of the world.

Could Miao Xuefei not know about this kind of thing?

Bai Hao thought silently, remembering the reddish-brown figure on the green motorcycle. Thinking of the freedom that Miao Xuefei longed for, he suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest.

So, is this the world of freedom that Miao Xuefei loves?