Chapter Eighty-Four: Please, Let Me Sell You Cigarettes

"They're all childcare, right?"

"They're all your babysitter, right?"

"Actually, they all know each other, and they all pretend to fight and everything, and if I'm not mistaken, you're actually trying to get attention and sell those little white sticks...... Seems to be called a cigarette, right? ”

"And that girl, she's your guy too, right? …… Is she really a magician? ”

In the face of Karaze's series of questions, Du Ang really couldn't deny it, because what Karaze said was right, there was no mistake at all, Du Ang was a little puzzled how the second prince knew so clearly, as if he had been personally involved from beginning to end, hadn't he been arguing with that guy before? There are so many people around him, can he see and listen to all directions? Duon asked Lakaze how he knew, and Karazec smiled but didn't answer, looking mysterious.

Since everything has been said, Du Ang will tell the truth, anyway, it won't be long before cigarettes are officially on sale, and his identity as the boss behind the scenes can't be hidden. Of course, this concealment is relative, for those ordinary people, they may not be able to know that this cigarette was made by Duang, but who is this Karaze in front of him? is the second prince of the empire, and his bloodline is as pure as a fake royal family, with the power in his hands, if he wants to investigate this kind of thing, is it not easy to get caught? It was easy to get rid of Duang's little secret, so now that Karazek had guessed everything, it wouldn't be interesting for Duang to hide it.

"What kind of cigarette do you have, it really has such a magical effect?" Although Kaladze is a prince, it is the first time he has seen a cigarette, and he is very curious: "How about giving me one to try?" ”

Seeing that the leader wanted to salute the cigarette, Du Ang still understood this very well, a cigarette was handed over, lit a fire, Kara Ze took a deep breath, just like all people who smoke for the first time, Kaladze coughed so much, even coughed up tears, Kaladze held the cigarette between his two fingers, shook it and said to Du Ang: "Why is this thing so choking?" ”

"It's like this at first, and it's good to get used to it."

"It's a crime, I seriously doubt the sales of this thing."

Having said that, Karadze tried to keep pumping.

Almost one was smoked, and Karazek gradually got used to the feeling of smoking, and he snuffed out the cigarette butt tube and asked Duang for another one, this time he didn't cough anymore, Duang asked him how he was, Kaladze stretched his brows and said that this time he felt much better, which was quite interesting, but it didn't seem to be as godlike as you advertised.

Originally, the Bauhinia Empire does not have relevant laws to punish false propaganda, of course, how loud and how to shout, they are all old kings who sell melons, and there are indeed some pain-relieving and calming effects, and it may be too nonsense to make the stammering speak fluently, Du Ang didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, so he smiled, and it was considered to cover up this matter.

I thought that Kaladze was going to leave after solving the doubts in his heart, and at most let himself take care of a meal, he was a prince, whether it was a day or a chicken, he was very busy, time was precious, how could he be so addicted to squatting in the dungeon and chewing his tongue with himself? But Duang didn't expect that Karazek didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, he asked for another cigarette, squatted on the ground regardless of the image, scratched his head and smoked a cigarette, looking like he was meditating, and when the third cigarette was finished and extinguished the cigarette butt, he suddenly raised his head and asked Duang: "Duang, if you don't mind, how about I help you sell cigarettes?" ”

Duang almost fainted, please, are you kidding? I'm short of manpower now, but I can't afford to hire a prince like you to work for me, right? Seeing Du Ang's embarrassed face, Karazek immediately said: "Don't worry, I don't want money, not a single copper coin, for nothing, you just let me sell it to you." ”

Du Ang is even more dizzy, does he also have the aura of the protagonist? The tiger's body was easily shocked, and the spirit of the king was wantonly swayed, causing His Royal Highness the Second Prince to bow down and call the minister Gan the younger brother. But you have to shake the tiger's body first......

Am I crazy or am the second prince crazy?

Anyway, there must be something abnormal.

Du Ang said: "Second Highness, don't make fun of me, my little profit can still enter your eyes, really, don't joke with me anymore, I don't have a good heart......"

"Duon, do you think I'm joking? I'm serious! ”

Du Ang said ruthlessly: "Why don't you do it, since you have spoken, it will be too shameful for me to refuse to give you face, how about five or five equal shares?" From now on, this business will be counted as the two of us doing it together, no matter how much we earn, let's add two to five, you don't have to run around to bother, just wait for the future in case there is a problem, such as tax or something entangled, you can help talk to it! ”

Du Ang scolded in his heart as he spoke, thinking that he was unlucky, how could he meet such a shameless person? Isn't it just trying to make a profit? But there is no way, the official level crushes people to death, not to mention that the second prince is still a fake exchange, forget it, you should take advantage of the loss, Du Ang comforted himself in his heart and said that this is okay, just like he climbed the dragon and the phoenix and climbed a big tree with a heavenly name, it is really a little distressing to say that this fifty percent share is really distressing, no way, the other party will definitely not be satisfied if it is less!

The landlord's family also has times when there is no food, and the earl's son also has times when he is deflated, damn it......

Du Ang thought that Kara Ze was hypocritical and polite and smiled after a few polite words, but he didn't expect that after saying this, Kaladze's face sank suddenly: "Du Ang, who do you think I am?" What is a five-five split? To put it mildly, with my identity, even if you give me all this bit of broken business, I may not be able to see it staged, believe me, I really don't want to hit you with any ideas about this business, I just think this thing is quite fresh, hehe...... Now there are no outsiders, let me tell you something from my heart, I am proud, I want to try everything, you say I will sell it to you, how much can this thing be sold? So, if you really don't feel at ease, you can give me a commission according to the proportion of ordinary helpers, you will give more if I sell more, and you will give less if I sell less, I don't want to make money, I just want to see how capable I am, I can do such a job as a salesman, maybe I am still a gold medal salesman! ”

When he said this, Du Ang felt a lot more comfortable, but let a prince go to be a salesman for him, Du Ang still felt quite bottomless, if this matter was spread out, would it be a royal taboo? Although his father is a count, and he is also a young earl, but after all, he is a minister, and if he is a minister, he must abide by the rules of the minister, Du Ang thought about it and felt that this matter was a little inappropriate, but at this time, he heard a bang, and the second prince Karaze, who was still serious just now, actually lay on the ground all of a sudden, and bled on the ground, babbling and saying: "Du Ang, you can do it so that I can sell you cigarettes, if you don't agree, I won't get up!" ”

Du Ang was speechless for a moment, big brother, you are the second prince, there must be a limit to playing scoundrels, do you want to be a face? Duang stretched out his hand to Lakarazze, but Kalaze was still energetic, and he fanned Duang's hand away, and his bones on the ground became more energetic: "Please, you will let me sell you cigarettes......"

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