Chapter 65 Huang Sicong, the fortune boy

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Yang Hao smiled.

Open your mouth and refuse.

Wu Maosheng smiled for a moment, and then smiled again: "Classmate, don't be like this, you will still be roommates who have lived together for four years in the future, why bother." ā€

"By the way," he continued, as if he had thought of something, "I'll go to the AH store another day, and I'll treat you to coconut chicken hot pot." The business card has the address on it, and it's on the FT side, not far away. ā€

"Still can't." Yang Hao began to pick people up: "If it's okay, so be it, I still have something." ā€

He did have something.

"Let's think about it, my boss has also opened seven or eight restaurants in Shennan, and he is also a tyrant in the catering industry." Wu Maosheng continued, but his tone was low, implying a threat.

Yang Hao was also impatient.

Nima's, you have to rush to buy lottery tickets, where is the empty bird for you.

His expression instantly turned cold, and he scolded directly: "Shut me down, get out of here!" ā€

Wu Maosheng frowned, feeling a little embarrassed, in the end, he was just a catering manager, he could talk in the restaurant, but outside, he couldn't do anything.

Of course, his boss called him to come, not to ask him to exert any force, but to see that he was more knowledgeable about human feelings, so he came to help.

But who would have expected to meet someone like Yang Hao who doesn't eat hard and soft!

Wu Maosheng was in a dilemma, and Huang Sicong over there moved.

He finally finished playing a handful of "Glory of Kings", well, it was a silver ranking.

But unfortunately,

Lost!

So Huang Sicong was in a bad mood.

Although he was playing a game just now, the conversation between Yang Hao and Wu Maosheng was naturally heard.

At this time, he raised his head, glanced condescendingly at Yang Hao who was sitting on the bed, and immediately laughed when he saw the stall he was wearing.

The smile was a little cold.

Huang Sicong sneered: "Manager Wu, it seems that your persuasion method is outdated, let me come." ā€

He looked at Yang Hao and simply said directly: "Classmate, I don't spare the circle anymore, how much does it cost to change rooms, can you say the number?" ā€

Manager Wu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly. Damn, if labor and management are like you, and there is a father with a net worth of tens of millions, who will waste saliva to say, I won't use money to smash it?

Yang Hao was also stunned.

He didn't expect that the other party would suddenly withdraw money.

Seeing that Yang Hao was in a daze, Huang Sicong thought that he was moved, so he said, "Two thousand yuan." ā€

"How?"

At this time, Wu Maosheng also spoke up: "Two thousand yuan is a lot, which is already worth half of the accommodation fee in this bedroom." ā€

He helped Huang Sicong pay the fees along the way, so it was very clear.

Two thousand?

Yang Hao was stunned again.

Two thousand is indeed a lot.

But now the problem is, the values of this rich second-generation son look wrong!

Doesn't he know that in this world, there are some things that cannot be measured by money!

So he was furious: "Grass, who are you and me!?" ā€

Wu Maosheng was stunned for a moment, and secretly said Yang Hao, this kid has backbone, two thousand yuan, even if he uses it to make a big sword, he can do it twice.

Huang Sicong's eyes narrowed, he always believed that there was no problem in this society that money could not solve.

If there is, then give a little more.

So he said, "Five thousand." ā€

This price is already about the same as the accommodation fee.

In other words, if Yang Hao agrees to change rooms, he takes 5,000 yuan, which is equivalent to picking up such a good bedroom for nothing.

Huang Sicong didn't believe that he wasn't impressed.

Even Wu Maosheng was moved when he heard this number, grass him, this is equivalent to half a month's salary. I can go to the Great Sword five times!

But will Yang Hao be tempted?

hehe

No kidding!

I have said that in this world, there are some things that cannot be measured by money!

5,000 yuan and you want to change rooms with me?

hehe

Belch? Huh, wait.

If I'm not mistaken, he seems to have said that he would exchange rooms with me for 5,000 yuan.

This kind of thing......

Fools don't do it!

Yang Haoxing's eyes lit up, and he wanted to agree on the spot, but the insatiable scoundrel had another attack, twisted it, and said, "I'm not such a person." ā€

Although the meaning of this sentence is the same as the previous "Who are you and me!?" The meaning is not much different, but the tone has been obviously loosened and hesitated a lot.

"Ten thousand!" Huang Sicong glanced at Yang Hao coldly and spit out a number that made Wu Maosheng's heart tremble.

"Deal!" Yang Hao smiled and pressed his palm to the side of the bed without a trace.

Huang Sicong also sneered, the facts have once again proved that in this society, there is nothing that money can't solve.

He immediately ordered: "Manager Wu, give him the money." ā€

Wu Maosheng was holding a leather bag in his hand, which contained tens of thousands of cash, all of which were intended to be used in Huang Sicong's enrollment.

It's just that he was knocked out of 10,000 yuan by Yang Hao, a bastard boy, all of a sudden, although it wasn't his money, he also felt pain!

You know, that's ten times!

So Wu Maosheng hesitated a little when he heard this.

Yang Hao glared at him: "What are you stunned about, take the money!" ā€

Huang Sicong also looked at him, Wu Maosheng smiled bitterly, and had to honestly take out a bundle of cash and throw it to Yang Hao.

Yang Hao took it with a smile, and in front of the two of them, he carefully clicked three times, and then smiled contentedly: "Thank you." ā€

Yang Hao's movements were very quick, and after collecting the money, he packed his luggage and walked out.

Huang Sicong looked at his back. Shaking his head with a sneer, he walked over like a victor and sat on the bed with his ass.

He took his mobile phone, sat there, and lazily continued to start a game of "Glory of Kings" to rank up.

As for the luggage in the room, it was naturally Wu Maosheng who accompanied him to pack it.

Yang Hao walked out with a smile on his face.

A fat man came to meet him.

Jiang Dahao grabbed Yang Hao, looked at Huang Sicong's room, and asked in a low voice, "Did you change rooms with that rich second generation?" ā€

"Why don't you change the money?" Yang Hao asked with a smile.

"That's right." Jiang Dahao muttered, a little disappointed. In fact, Wu Maosheng was the first to ask him to change the room just now, and his words seemed polite, but in fact there was no reason.

Fat people naturally don't change their lives. Seeing that he was fierce and vicious, Wu Maosheng had no choice but to find Yang Hao, who seemed to be easy to talk to.

The fat man naturally knew about this, and he thought that Yang Hao would not change it, but he didn't expect him to be so spineless, and he also accepted money from others.

Therefore, at this time, Jiang Dahao looked at Yang Hao's eyes and couldn't help but be a little disappointed: "That's okay, you're busy." ā€

"Okay, I'll go out first." Yang Hao didn't notice Jiang Dahao's unusual gaze, happily put his luggage in the last empty room, and went out with a mysterious smile.

Almost at the same time.

Wu Maosheng was cleaning up the room.

Huang Sicong sat on the bed, constantly shaking his body, his hands kept pressing, and the fierce battle was in full swing.

What neither of them noticed was that under the bed, there was a sudden flash of golden light.

The screws that originally held the bed frame in place melted in an instant as the golden light swept by.

The consequence is that Huang Sicong was playing well, and suddenly his body shook, and then he spun up suddenly.

On the other side,

Yang Hao was closing the door of the dormitory, and suddenly he heard a terrible scream!

He smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

Yang Hao was about to rush to buy a lottery ticket, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a shock.

The indescribable feeling of using the windfall order just now suddenly dissipated.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, but when his eyes fell on the small backpack containing 10,000 cash in his hand, he couldn't help but react with a thrill.

I rub!

It turns out that this 10,000 yuan is a windfall!

Thinking about this, Yang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seems that he misunderstood Huang Sicong.

It turns out that that guy is not a second goods, but a fortune boy!