Chapter 8 The little willfulness of the little tyrants
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"Really?" Miss Liu's eyes were bigger than pinballs.
She took the card suspiciously, ready to put it on the POS machine to try it out.
You Yang was taken aback by Huang Zhe's sudden move, and he looked at Huang Zhe for a moment.
Huang Zhe raised his hand to reveal the watch on his left wrist, signaling that half an hour had passed in Youyang, and he blinked again.
You Yang understands that 500,000 yuan has arrived.
Just as they were negotiating, Huang Zhe quietly called his uncle to confirm.
You Yang was confident, he quickly withdrew the bank card from Miss Liu's hand, and tilted his head at Zhang Tao's companion who was making trouble: "Man, sit down and let's talk." ā
One of his hands rested on the man's shoulder, and with a hard sink, the two of them sat on the couch at the same time, facing each other.
"Whether you really want this house or not, give it to me, and I'll give you a benefit fee of 10,000 yuan." Youyang deliberately said the "benefit fee" fiercely.
Zhang Tao, Miss Liu, and the man present were stunned at the same time.
Are their performances shoddy and explicit? Why does it seem to be seen through by Youyang? Only Lei Mu didn't know what was going on, and looked at the scene in front of her stupidly.
Is Youyang crazy or is he being? What tricks do you play?
Huang Zhe turned a ring on his left ring finger and smiled indulgently.
"What do you mean?" The man hadn't understood.
"I'll give you 10,000, and you withdraw from the competition for this house." You Yang said it more clearly.
"Fifty thousand." The man who figured out what was going on opened his mouth, and he saw that Youyang had a certain psychology about this house.
Zhang Tao was anxious on the side, and he squeezed his eyes hard.
It's a pity that in the face of money, the boat of friendship capsized.
"Twenty thousand." Youyang is not in a hurry, he slowly hangs the appetite of everyone around him, and does his homework to show Lei Mu, who hates the poor and loves the rich, as for how much it costs, now it depends on whether he is happy or not.
"Sixty thousand." The man continued to raise the price without a look, and his face showed the ecstasy of picking up a huge bargain.
"Thirty thousand." The right ocean rises and plays with him.
"Seventy thousand." Youyang's actions invisibly stimulated the man's psychology, and he felt that Youyang was a stupid fish that clung to the bait and didn't let his mouth go.
"Fifty thousand." Youyang said that the man's original envisaged price was about to be opened.
"Eighty thousand." The people around were all stupid by this man's asking price, and Miss Liu was even more at a loss, selling her own house on her own territory, and she could only watch others get rich, what is the matter here!
"Well, sir, there are other houses on this floor that I haven't bought." Miss Liu cautiously interjected.
"Shut up!" Two of the more energetic men scolded at the same time!
No one can spoil their good deeds.
In particular, Zhang Tao's friend has entered the realm of madness.
However, the situation has changed dramatically at this moment!
"Forty thousand!" Youyang himself began to fall in price.
Huang Zhe whistled "Huh~~".
Pretty! Youyang's IQ is rocketing.
"Four, forty thousand?" The man asked with a stutter, and he was suddenly stunned by the decline in the price of the market.
"Thirty thousand!" The jumping price of Youyang is more exciting than the stock market.
āļ¼ā The man didn't even dare to talk.
You Yang looked at the rich expression on his face, generally seeing through his extreme loss and regret.
He had already begun to compare the weight of himself and Zhang Tao in this matter.
"Ten thousand," Youyang is like a lazy cheetah that only eats and eats when he is full, and the "Opportunity Dafa" is really a good ability, which allows him to easily peek into the true thoughts of others.
"Fifty thousand, ah no, forty thousand, forty thousand will be given to you." The man went back to the same place, and half of the tens of thousands of dollars he had gotten for nothing were gone in a blink of an eye, and he was unwilling.
"Ten thousand. Otherwise, this young lady, you can help me set the one hundred and sixteen real estate. You Yang raised the bank card in his hand.
The man on the other side lowered his head frantically, and then drowned and hugged Youyang's thigh.
"This is a deposit slip, you put 50,000 yuan on my card, and this house is yours." He handed the receipt to Youyang.
At this point, Lei Mu finally understood what was going on, and she didn't believe that Youyang's card was really rich.
This idea certainly cannot escape the "law of opportunity" of the right ocean. ā
He whispered a few words to the sales lady, and the girl nodded busily.
After a while, Miss Liu took out 50,000 yuan in cash from the finances, and Youyang in front of Lei Mu and Zhang Tao, first swiped 50,000 yuan with a bank card to her company's account, and then handed over the cash to the nurse called by Zhang Tao.
Naturally, Youyang paid a "handling fee" for this, and he promised to give Miss Liu and the financial manager a benefit fee of 2,000 yuan each.
There is no way, if he is rich, he must be willful with Huanzi.
"Where did you get all that money?" Lei Mu remembered an extremely important question in a trance.
If Youyang is really so rich and dedicated, Lei Tong's lifelong entrustment to him is of course a hundred times stronger than Zhang Tao.
"This young lady, are you free at night? How about a movie? You Yang didn't answer Lei Mu's question, turned to Miss Liu and launched a lightning attack.
"Yes! I'll call you after work. "A well-informed girl like Miss Liu will never miss any good opportunity to climb the dragon and the phoenix, and it just so happens that she has the contact information of Youyang in her hand.
"You," Lei Mu was rejected by Youyang in person, her face was red and white, and she left alone in a huff.
After a farce, Youyang, who was sitting in the car, took out a calling card from his mobile phone, broke it, raised his hand, and threw it in the green belt on the side of the road.
"Ruthless, you hurt the hearts of other girls so much," Huang Zhe whistled again, teasing his friend mercilessly.
"Big brother, I'm wondering where I'm going to get the rest of the money?" Youyang, who took off his mask, looked at his best friend bitterly, and the heroism when he pretended to be a local tyrant had long disappeared without a trace.
"Don't worry, that gem of yours is not sold, it was bought by my uncle and I temporarily, and the auction will definitely exceed 500,000 later, or it may be doubled, don't let 120 pull you to the hospital at that time, let me save your little heart." Huang Zhe drove the car steadily, and there was not the slightest contempt in his ridiculous tone.
You Yang turned his head to look at his friend carefully, and he only saw the blessing in Huang Zhe's brain.
"Now, Target Mobile City! I want to use the money I spent on the local tyrant to smash a mobile phone number full of '8' to start a new life of the local tyrant. Youyang quickly adjusted his mentality, and the best way to repay his friends was not to let his friends' efforts fail.
"Hahaha, but it's a local tyrant?" The accelerator under Huangzhe's feet accelerated suddenly, and the body swooped past several cars next to him, heading straight for the mobile phone city in the north of the city.
Half an hour later, the two stepped into the gate of Mobile City.
"I guess no matter how rich you are, you won't be able to get all the '8' numbers." Huang Zhe said seriously.
"Big brother, do you believe this? Am I that stupid? Such a good number must have been taken away by hundreds of millions of local tyrants. You Yang was holding a piece of cardboard full of empty mobile phone numbers, and he was going to try to pick a good one among them.
"I want this," Dou E's voice rang in his ears.
"How did you find me, didn't you have no powers?" Youyang was scared to death, why couldn't he get rid of this female ghost?
"You're touching, I'm here to smell you." Dou E looked at the tall and handsome Huang Zhe beside You Yang obsessively, and drooled.
"When did I touch the flowers?" You Yang can't figure it out when he dies, how can he have time? Take 10,000 steps back, even if he has time, he won't touch it.
"You threw the broken SIM card into the green belt and landed right on a flower." Dou E said helplessly.
I'll go! Where are the knives? Youyang is looking left and right, and he wants to chop off his indisputable claws!