Chapter 5: The Real Tyrant

"Hehe!" The sales manager sneered, this guy is really a poor man, he wasted saliva with him just now, isn't this a pastime? If she wants to get angry, she doesn't need to be polite to them, and sneered: "Grace for a while, a year, two years, or ten years? Do you want to spend it in a mess? I tell you, if you can't afford to lose it today, let this slut sell ......."

"Smack!"

Before the female sales manager finished speaking, Yang Xiaoji twitched her mouth.

"Ah!" the sales manager screamed, a red palm print instantly appeared on his face, his eyes widened, and he pointed at Yang Xiaoji in disbelief, and the corners of his mouth trembled, "You, you dare to hit me!"

"Lao Tzu generally doesn't beat women, but he doesn't rule out people who beat their mouths!" Yang Xiaoji took out a tip of 10,000 yuan from a plastic bag and smashed it directly on the female manager's face, "This is your medical expenses!"

The other saleswomen all widened their eyes and slapped a tip of 10,000 yuan, which was too easy to earn.

Could it be that this kid is a local tyrant?

"It's just a turtle, at most he took shit luck, won a million lottery tickets, and went to the Bentley store, this is a fart, it's nothing more than pretending to be forced!" The general manager sneered, he didn't believe that this kid was a local tyrant, his dog was beaten, and he had no face on his face, and said angrily: "Don't want to take a tip of 10,000 to send Lao Tzu, if you can't pay for the windows and doors of this new car today, you just wait to enter the game!"

"Hehe!" Yang Xiaoji said lightly: "I bought this car!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience laughed.

"Don't think that if you spend a tip of 10,000 yuan, you think that you are a local tyrant!"

"Stupid and short, what to buy, sell yourself?"

"He wants to buy this car, and the old man ate the broken glass of this place on the spot!"

......

Everyone was laughing, looking at Yang Xiaoji was like looking at a mentally retarded person.

"Xiaoji......" He Ruxue gently pulled the corner of Yang Xiaoji's clothes, this car costs more than five million, what to buy?

Yang Xiaoji gently patted He Ruxue's shoulder, smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, it's okay!"

The general manager on one side sneered: "Boy, anyone can pretend to be forced, but you have to weigh how many catties and taels you have, otherwise you will die miserably! Do you know how much this Bentley supercar is, even if you are poor to make a duck, you can't afford to sell it for a lifetime!"

Everyone knows that He Ruxue has already pleaded with the general manager and asked for a few days of grace, which shows that this kid is a poor man?

"Don't talk nonsense, swipe your card!"

Yang Xiaoji didn't want to say more, and directly took out the gold card.

Everyone looked at the gold card, which they hadn't seen before.

The general manager was also stunned, "Boy, don't think that if you take out a gold card, you will be awesome, let me tell you, this car is worth five hundred ......"

"Smack!"

Before the general manager finished speaking, Yang Xiaoji slapped him: "Lao Tzu asked you to swipe your card, are you deaf?"

"You ......" The general manager touched his sore face, gritted his teeth and said: "You have a kind of horse! If you can't buy this car today, Lao Tzu will let the security guard beat you out of!"

After the general manager finished speaking, he snatched the gold card from Yang Xiaoji's hand and threw it to the female sales manager standing aside, "You take it, Lao Tzu wants to see how much money this turtle can make!"

Everyone gloated and waited to see a good show.

He Ruxue had never seen Yang Xiaoji's domineering side, and her heart was rippling. But more worried, can he really buy this car? He didn't even ask how much it was, and just let the family swipe the card!

But that mouth on the general manager's face is really handsome.

The corners of the female sales manager's mouth rose, picked up the card, and inserted it into the card machine carelessly, two seconds later, her face instantly stiffened, and she stared at Yang Xiaoji with wide eyes, it was a long list of numbers, and she couldn't count them.

"What's the matter, a few cents out!" The general manager saw the reaction of the female sales manager and sneered: "Look at what scares you!"

"No...... The general manager ......." the sales manager muttered, "Yes...... That's a lot of money!"

"Huh...... It's not a 'huge amount of money' for a few cents, but it's a 'huge amount of money' for a few hundred dollars?"

Everyone thinks that this kid is wearing all the stalls all over his body, and the total is not enough for 200 yuan, how much money can be in this card? It is not bad if it can be more than 1,000.

"No...... No, general manager, wait a minute, I've already counted to the fourth place, and I'll be able to count it in a moment!" the female sales manager finished speaking, and began to mutter.

"Fourth?" When the general manager heard this, his face turned green, and he rushed to the credit card machine to take a look, and was instantly dumbfounded, sat on the ground with his ass, and muttered: "This ...... Oh my god, nine figures, how can this ......"

After a moment of brain short-circuiting, the general manager's face was instantly full of smiles, and he walked up to Yang Xiaoji with his waist hunched, held his hands tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Yang ...... Brother Yang, Boss Yang, Mr. Yang......! This fucking flood has washed over the Dragon King Temple, it's all their own people!"

As he spoke, he slapped himself and said, "It's all my fault! It's all a misunderstanding! It turns out that you are the real tyrant, the real dragon king, that Boss Jin is a little loach in front of you, he's a fart, no, he's not even a fart in front of you!"

Wow!

The style of painting is too weird, the whole audience is petrified, and everyone's mouths are open into an O-shape, this is the daylight, is it a ghost? The general manager of the high-flying Bentley 4S store actually nodded to a turtle, was his brain kicked by a donkey?

"No! It must have been the huge amount of money in that card that scared the general manager!"

So how much money is in the card?

"Fourteen million eight hundred eighty nine thousand nine hundred!" The female sales manager's lips trembled, and she finally finished reading this series of numbers, her face became more and more ugly. Just now, naturally, she actually sneered at the billionaire, and said that she would let her respected teacher go to the street to sell it! Thinking of this, she really wanted to smack her mouth. The tip of 10,000 yuan just now should have been noticed by myself.

"Smack!" the female sales manager couldn't help but slap herself.

After everyone heard the deposit in Yang Xiaoji's card, they were shocked and speechless.

"Fourteen million eight hundred eighty nine hundred nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine! Oh my God! I actually ran into a billionaire!"

"And he became a billionaire at such a young age, and then ......"

"I don't dare to think about it...... The future is limitless!"

Local tyrants, this is the real local tyrants!

He Ruxue was also shocked, hundreds of millions of savings, even if he worked for dozens of lifetimes, he couldn't earn this amount, it was only five years, how did he do it?

The staff present began to panic in their hearts, and their faces turned white with fright at the thought of sneering at the billionaire teacher a few days ago.

Yang Xiaoji withdrew his hand from the general manager's hands with a look of disgust, blew the dust on his hands, and said lightly: "Quickly load the car for me, it must be equipped with the highest configuration, and it will be installed for me today, money is not a problem, I will wait to use it!"

The general manager saw that Yang Xiaoji didn't like him at all, and even disgusted him, but he still kept smiling, after all, more than five million yuan had already been earned, and if he was rich, he was the uncle, and he was willing to let him be his grandson.

He immediately yelled at the staff behind him: "Didn't you hear Mr. Yang's words, hurry up and load the car! Also, make the best tea in the store for Mr. Wang and Mr. He!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Everyone began to get busy, serving tea and snacks, and being diligent like a grandson, for these guys who saw money, Yang Xiaoji only felt disgusted, and immediately waved his hand and said: "Tea and snacks are not needed, hurry up and install the doors and window glass for me, the sooner the better!"

"This ...... How can this work, forget about this broken car, I will directly replace it with a new one for you!" The manager tried his best to please Yang Xiaoji, and he was ready to pay for the damage of the old car. This kid is worth hundreds of millions of dollars at such a young age, he is by no means an ordinary person, and he will definitely be a big man in the future. And it's your own fault first, if you don't deal with this relationship, people can kill themselves by smashing out a few odds on the bank account.

"Get out!" Yang Xiaoji broke off, the general manager trembled all over, and kept nodding his head: "Okay......! I'll get out now!"