Chapter Twenty-Three: Money Can't Buy My Love, Of Course I Don't Love You

As soon as the woman spoke, the hairball's ears suddenly stood up. Knowledgeable goods, woman, you can see the noble bloodline of this king, unlike a young man, who actually thinks that this king is a native cat.

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin." This cat is not from our store. ”

Miss Lin raised her chin slightly, her eyes drooped slightly, and she glanced at the shopkeeper and said, "What, you don't want to do my business anymore?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, Miss Lin, this cat is really not mine, it belongs to this little brother." ”

He pointed to Zhou Xiaoyu.

Miss Lin sighed, looked Zhou Xiaoyu up and down, and then said with disdain: "The clothes on the whole body add up to less than two hundred yuan, little brother, you have a cat like this, sell this cat to me." ”

Zhou Xiaoyu was despised by her, and he was angry, and said with a straight face: "Don't sell it!"

Miss Lin turned around, teased a Siamese cat, and said unhurriedly, "Won't you sell it for 10,000?"

How much? How much do you say! 10,000, just this fat cat, it's worth 10,000?

Zhou Xiaoyu was stunned, he was so big, he hadn't seen so much money. The richest time on his body was the 3,000 yuan that the director gave him when he left the welfare home!

The shopkeeper next to him also advised Zhou Xiaoyu: "Little brother, Miss Lin is notoriously generous." A Carthusian cat is about the same price now, and you won't lose money if you sell it. ”

It's really not a loss, I picked up this fat cat at all. Ha, its former owner was too illiterate, right, and actually lost tens of thousands of cats like this?

It seems that God still favors me, I sold the hairballs, and I picked up 10,000 yuan for nothing, which is a good deal!

Zhou Xiaoyu suddenly looked at the hairball.

The hairball couldn't help but shrink, young man, what's the matter with your eyes? You really want to sell this king? You are really bold as a shoveler, is this king only worth such a small amount of money?

On the other side, Miss Nalin took out the Siamese cat in the cage, held it in her hand, and said while teasing: "Add another 5,000 to you, hurry up, and sell me this Carthusian cat." It just so happens that winter is coming, and this little thing should be fat and fat when raised until winter. When the time comes, it's just right to make a hat. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Xiaoyu and Maoqiu played at the same time.

Woman, are you the devil? You actually want to peel off the skin of this king! Shovel officer, what are you still doing, why don't you hurry up and escort you!

Zhou Xiaoyu frowned, and said categorically: "I don't sell this cat!"

The hairball has finally saved her life, if she just sold it, Miss Lin would treat it well, then forget it. But now, this woman still wants to pick the cat's skin, so won't she want the fat cat's life?

This kind of thing, Zhou Xiaoyu can't do it.

Miss Lin was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said, "Don't you think the money is too much?" Okay, how about 30,000?"

Zhou Xiaoyu also laughed and said: "300,000 won't be sold!"

Miss Lin suddenly lowered her face and said, "What I Lin Churan wanted, there is nothing I can't buy!"

Zhou Xiaoyu spread his hands and said: "Unfortunately, what I Zhou Xiaoyu don't want to sell, I won't sell it for any amount of money!"

... Lin Churan's rage is +80.

Yo, I'm angry, I'm angry! Zhou Xiaoyu is secretly cool, you can contribute some more anger points to me, I don't want money, I really want anger points.

Lin Churan nodded and laughed again: "In this world, there is nothing that money can't buy." I can't buy it, it's just that the price is not high enough. ”

Zhou Xiaoyu said quietly: "Is it great to be rich? No matter how rich you are, you can't buy my love for you." Oh, of course I don't love you. ”

... Lin Churan's rage is +260.

Little ghost, you talk to me well, who wants your love. You guy who doesn't have any hair, I don't even want to stick to me!

Lin Churan coughed dryly, showed a proud smile and said, "Don't say it, it's really amazing to be rich." Money can buy happiness, and the happiness of rich people is beyond the imagination of a little ghost like you, who can only shop for clothes!"

Zhou Xiaoyu laughed: "That's right, rich people seem to be quite happy, but I don't understand your happiness." Like I don't understand, what are you doing with a fur coat on such a hot day. Oh, you might be sick. If you're sick, you have to be cured, but don't look for me, because I'm not a veterinarian. ”

... Lin Churan's rage is +620.

Bastard little ghost, who do you say is sick! Miss Ben, this is called personality, this is called fashion, you know a fart. Wait, what veterinarian! You dare to say I'm not human?

Lin Churan's hand holding the leather handbag was already pinched white, she was so angry, she grew so big, it was the first time that people were so angry that they smoked. Moreover, he is still a poor little ghost!

The shopkeeper next to him was sweating when he heard this, he really didn't expect that Lin Churan would speak sharply, and Zhou Xiaoyu was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

The two had a quarrel, and the pet store was suddenly full of gunpowder.

Sure enough, it's a master's move, and the move is deadly!

Lin Churan adjusted his mood, a smile reappeared on his face, and he raised a finger and said: "That's good, one million! You can't sell one million, don't blame me for not reminding you, there will be no such store in this village." If you think about it, a million can do a lot. A million, you take it to get a girlfriend, isn't it more fun than raising a cat?"

Zhou Xiaoyu wanted to tell her loudly that he didn't want a million. But why can't you say this, after all, that's a million.

Now working at Uncle Long's place, he only has a pitiful salary of a few hundred yuan a month.

This million can allow him to work until retirement.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaoyu was moved, Lin Churan continued: "Think about it, even if you make an investment, one million is not a small start-up capital. You just have to take it to the new district and sell a house, and in a few years, the price will increase several times. ”

How many times has a million become millions?

Oh my God, I'm in such pain, who's going to save me.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked at the hairball fiercely.

Zhou Xiaoyu, Zhou Xiaoyu, isn't it just a cat? A cat for a million, a fool knows how to choose.

If you hesitate to sell it, you will be a rich man with a net worth of millions in a few years.

This fat cat can't die, what's your business!

And this Lin Churan may be talking about it, is it possible that people will treat hairballs well?

Thinking like this, Zhou Xiaoyu walked towards the hairball.

Lin Churan smiled, look, there is nothing in this world that money can't buy. I can't buy it, it's just that the money is not available.

Seeing Zhou Xiaoyu coming, the hairball kept retreating. Zhou Xiaoyu lowered his head, and he couldn't see the expression on his face, only giving people a very gloomy feeling.

The hairball's little heart is trembling, young man, stop it! This king has saved your life, and for the sake of a million, you don't care about this king's life?

What are you doing with me? Are you really going to sell me to that woman? Okay, you shovel officer, this king really misjudged you!

Seeing Zhou Xiaoyu pick up the hairball, Lin Churan smiled faintly, threw the Siamese cat back into the cage, took out a bank card and said, "There are one million in this, and the password is six zeros." Cat to me, card to you. Little brother, today is your lucky day. ”

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaoyu tightened the hairball, so that the hairball was about to roll his eyes.

He raised his head, laughed more ugly than crying, and shouted: "Lao Tzu said, if you don't sell it, you won't sell it! What's wrong with one million, Lao Tzu will earn 10 million in the future, and 100 million will show you." A million?

After calling, Zhou Xiaoyu picked up the hairball and ran, as if if he stayed any longer, he would change his mind.

threw the hairball into the blue of the bicycle, Zhou Xiaoyu jumped on the bicycle and kicked it hard. In the bright afternoon sunshine, the boy and the cat went all the way away, becoming an inconspicuous black spot at the end of the long street.

In the pet store, Lin Churan froze there, still holding the bank card in his hand.

After a while, she put the card away, but there was a fire in her eyes: "Zhou Xiaoyu, right, I remember you! No one dares to let me Lin Churan look foreign, you are the first, let's see!"