Chapter 9 Jackpot

At this time, Zhu Yao suddenly walked in front of Boss Yang, with a happy and expectant expression, and wanted to know if the event was over.

If it's not over, hurry up to the lottery while there is still time.

Unexpectedly, Boss Yang didn't even look at her, and turned around directly, facing Bai Xiaoluo.

Zhu Yao was ignored.

Her heart was dripping blood, her face was red, she felt very embarrassed, and she was a little angry.

He praised me so nicely that night, and now he does this to me.

Such a gap made her extremely uncomfortable, and it seemed to be because of Bai Xiaoluo.

What is this Bai Xiaoluo, what qualifications does he have?

"The reason why I came here is because of her, she won the jackpot, twenty boxes of Fugui Huafu pastries!"

Boss Yang explained.

"This ......, this won't be, this person's luck is so good?"

"Strange ......, no wonder she asked Zhu Yao just now if she wanted to eat pastries, it turned out to be like this."

"So many pastries may kill Zhu Yao, but now it is estimated that she can only watch, hehe, who made her so arrogant just now, forcing people to kneel and kowtow."

The onlookers looked at Bai Xiaoluo's gaze differently than before, they were all very envious, and the direction of their words also changed.

This Zhu Yao just said that she wanted someone to pay for the pastries, saying that they robbed her of her pastries.

But now that people have a car, how can the previous statement be true?

This Zhu Yao must have seen Xiaoluo being a bully, so he was like this.

Only now he has stepped on steel nails......

Zhu Yao looked uncomfortable, embarrassed, and the teenagers who were with her were also at a loss, this face was embarrassing.

"Are these any of mine?"

Bai Xiaoluo smiled slightly and asked.

"Yes, yes, it's all yours, you can deal with it however you want!"

Boss Yang hurriedly responded, with a respectful posture, looking very jealous of Bai Xiaoluo.

Yes, this rich pastry is only made once a year.

No one has been able to break this rule for hundreds of years.

But only the current Bai Xiaoluo has done it.

It turned out that in the past ten days, Bai Xiaoluo was not idle and did what he could.

For example, the lottery activity in this rich Washington Mansion was done by Bai Xiaoluo and Boss Yang, and at the beginning, Boss Yang refused to agree, how could the rules of the past hundred years be easily broken?

But after Bai Xiaoluo took out Fang Yu, Boss Yang's face changed, crying and begging his mother to let Bai Xiaoluo spare his life, and he was willing to do anything.

The people targeted by this lottery are the homeless people in the city, and people like Zhu Yao are not eligible to go to the lottery.

Of course, the twenty boxes of pastries in front of her were also made in advance by Bai Xiaoluo, and they were to be sent to her in the name of winning the lottery.

Boss Yang is a smart person, although he doesn't know what Bai Xiaoluo's identity is, but if he can let the people of the empire do things for him, the background must be unfathomable.

Although he didn't know why he was like this, Boss Yang didn't dare to think about it or ask.

I just want to get things done in peace, without accidents, and don't offend the people of the empire.

"Thank you Boss Yang for that."

Bai Xiaoluo responded, very politely.

Boss Yang was in a cold sweat, and his waist was bent at ninety degrees: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

"Boss Yang, you see that this slut is dressed up, he is a poor person, no status, no background garbage, you are like this, you are too embarrassed to lose your identity!"

Zhu Yao couldn't stand it anymore, she was very angry, and she couldn't help but blurt out.

Boss Yang, you are also a person of status in Chongyang City, and it is really embarrassing to be like such a poor and sour waste.