Chapter 239: Your Head Is Funny? (Ask for a subscription!) )

Chapter 239: Your Head Show Funny? (Ask for a subscription!) )

Fifteen minutes later, the Brazilian waiter smiled and gave the car keys to Lan Ze, Lan Ze nodded with satisfaction, signaling that the other party could leave, from the other party's expression, Lan Ze could see that this guy should have made a lot of money, but in the same way, Lan Ze also believed that the waiter filled the back compartment with all kinds of drinks and snacks was definitely not a bad product, because he was calm enough and smart enough. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at Hoppers who was still pondering in his seat, Lan Ze shook his head, got up and prepared to leave, before leaving, Lan Ze patted Hoppers on the shoulder: "Forget it, don't think about it so much, you still have to think about it, how to solve the wanted warrants on Nick and the three of them, by the way, I will go to the UK with Nick in two days, you can help me contact me, and, don't think about it, you can't afford that price." ”

A moment later, when Lan Ze's roaring engine sounded again, Hopus watched with a solemn expression as Lan Ze drove the royal blue Ford Mustang away in front of his sight.

Reflecting on what Lan Ze had just said to himself, Hops's eyes flashed with deep complexity.

Money is a good thing, and the charm of money is endless, but Lan Ze hopes that Nick and his party can understand this truth.

Lan Ze doesn't want to talk to Nick about anything, everyone is an adult, and they are all smart people, they are good friends if they don't see through it.

Before returning to the parking lot, Lan Ze passed by a store, bought a new electronic scale for $100, and a full box of ice cubes, and then returned to the abandoned parking lot with a trunk of drinks and food.

Stepping out of the old driver's car, Lan Ze looked at Nick and his party.

The situation of Nick and his party was the same as he guessed, after four hours of exercise, these guys looked listless one by one, and their faces had long since lost the excitement and joy on their faces when Lan Ze left.

More than enough is too much!

As Lan Ze said, after these guys got through the first period of excitement, this kind of mechanized, assembly line inventory work began to wear down the will of Nick and his party at a very fast speed, making Nick and his party physically and mentally exhausted.

The first minute you start counting the banknotes, you'll be excited.

Ten minutes later, you'll still be excited.

But what about an hour later? Will you still be excited?

10,000 US dollars is a wad, a wad of dollars, a normal person counts in a minute, it is an ordinary level, 100 million is 10,000, that is, 10,000 minutes, a person sleepless counting also takes more than 160 hours, seven people count together, it is also close to a day and a night.

This kind of boring mechanical assembly line movement, even the big-mouthed Pierce, who likes money the most, looks listless at the moment, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a frosted eggplant.

As for the others? Seriously, if it weren't for the fact that the money was their own, they would have not counted it a long time ago.

Lan Ze is right, on a hot day, is it fun to squat on the ground and count money?

Looking at the small mountain of banknotes in front of them, which had been counted for four hours, it seemed as if they had not shrunk, and the initial excitement and pleasure on everyone's faces were gone, replaced by deep tiredness and boredom.

Unfortunately, at this time, Lan Ze came back, with a smile on his face, smiling and saying hello to everyone, looking at the neat pile of banknotes piled up around the seven people, to be honest, Lan Ze admired the perseverance of these guys:

"Aren't you hot?"

"It's hot, and it's tiring." Giselle on the side wiped the sweat on his face, glared at Lan Ze weakly, his cool clothes were wet with sweat, revealing a different style, Giselle looked at Lan Ze with some emotion: "Sure enough, you are still the smartest, I knew that I also sneaked away." ”

"Hey, hey, woman, although you are beautiful, you have to speak with your conscience, what did you mean that I slipped away secretly? Is it okay for you to count the money yourself? I remember someone saying that she liked the feeling of counting money. Lan Ze rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Giselle was stunned for a moment, then thought about it carefully, and recalled the conversation between Lan Ze and himself not long ago, Giselle looked annoyed, and glared at Lan Ze angrily: "Okay, what you said makes sense." ”

Brian on the side casually threw the pile of banknotes that had been lightly counted in his hand to his side, patted his face that was stiff because of counting the money, and looked at Lan Ze, with a sly flash in his eyes: "Lan Ze, why are you back?" I knew you were the most interesting, and you came back to help us count, right? ”

"Hehe," Lan Ze glanced at Brian and stretched out his middle finger, "I'm sorry, I just want to see if you're dead." ”

"Done?" Brian was not angry, raised his eyebrows, and had a wicked smile on his face: "Since you have finished reading it, come and help me get some money, let me tell you, whether it is a brother or not, it depends on this time." ”

"Hehe, no, don't help." Lan Ze rolled his eyes, do you think I haven't seen so much money?

"Bastard, you treat me like this when you're a brother?" Brian looked at Lan Ze with some resentment: "Go, I don't want to see you again." ”

Lan Ze shrugged: "Okay, I'm leaving, but it's a pity that the crates of beer in my car seem to be the only one to drink." ”

"Beer?" Brian was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up: "Wait! ”

Lan Ze turned his head and looked at Brian with a smile: "What are you doing?" ”

"You have wine in the car?" Brian swallowed a mouthful of spit, his eyes glinted with longing, the air in the parking lot was dry and dusty, counting money was a laborious job, Brian wanted a beer to moisten his throat now.

The smile on Lan Ze's face became stronger: "Well, in addition to beer, there are also juices, ice cubes, and some snacks, I originally wanted to share them with my friends, but unfortunately, someone told me to get out, by the way, I also specially bought a box of ice cubes, but unfortunately, these things can only be eaten by me." ”

"......" Brian's face was entangled, and he finally couldn't resist the temptation of beer: "What, Lan Ze, I was joking with you just now." ”

Lan Ze smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Do you know it's wrong?" ”

Brian nodded honestly: "Got it." ”

Lan Ze smiled with satisfaction: "Do you dare to pretend to be with me in the future?" ”

Brian looked at Lan Ze with some resentment: "Don't dare." ”

Lan Ze nodded and waved his hand: "Let's go." ”

Brian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lan Ze a little strangely: "What are you doing?" ”

"Take something, you think I've got one for me?" Glancing around, seeing that a few people were still counting money on the ground, Lan Ze shook his head helplessly: "Okay, don't count, rest for a while, I bought an electronic scale, just weigh it directly." ”

The big-mouthed Pierce asked with a puzzled face, "But is the electronic scale accurate?" ”

"You're funny in the head? This is an electronic scale, not a money counter, and it is certainly not accurate, but the question is, what do you want to be so accurate? I'm not talking about you, are you really ready to count 100 million one by one? Lan Ze rolled his eyes, speechless.

"Forehead......" Big mouth scratched his head, and suddenly realized: "It's really what you said." ”

Lan Ze said that he was very tired and helpless.

But he still took out the eighty percent new electronic scale he bought halfway, and then got busy with everyone, as for Brian?

Lan Ze asked Brian to clean up his back compartment, and Lan Ze guessed correctly, the waiter he saw at the bar was an honest man, full of food and drinks for Lan Ze.

Brian is now in charge of serving everybody iced drinks and preparing appetizers and ladies' drinks.

As for Lan Ze? Lan Ze was helping to count the rest of the money.

Counting money is a hassle, but weighing it is relatively simple.