Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

"Boss, I really don't plan to shave anymore..."

The girl's eyes became speechless.

"Hey! The winning rate of this new lottery is 95%! Although the eighth prize is only fifty yuan, you can basically exchange it for fifty yuan for five yuan! Little girl, if you miss this village, you won't have this store!"

Bai Ze spoke a lot in one breath and stared straight at Wen Yao without blinking.

Listen.

Ninety-five percent winning rate.

His lottery ticket did come from a very regular source, and Wen Yao got the money very smoothly last time.

But now this 95% winning rate... is actually a bit scary.

"With such a high winning rate, boss, why don't you shave it yourself?"

Wen Yao asked slowly.

"Ahem, well... I'm also a sales agent. If you win, I'll get a... commission! Isn't this a win-win situation for both parties?"

Shiraishi stumbled out and said the words he had rehearsed several times in his mind.

Human words are too difficult to pronounce.

The word "win" was more complicated than anything in his life. He almost broke the pen when he copied it on paper...

"Then boss, how about you just scratch the lottery tickets instead of selling them on behalf of others?"

Wen Yao tilted her head and stared straight at the silver-haired man.

The two people's eyes collided in the air, and Shiraishi looked away first.

Oh my god.

What kind of people are these the young master has messed with.

Hearing such a high winning rate, he was not moved at all, but he actually persuaded him in turn!

Is this a normal human being?

Don’t all humans love money and be greedy?

"Well, I don't like scratch tickets, I just like to watch other people win prizes."

Shiraishi's eyes wandered, looking at the sky, the ground, and the lottery shop behind him.

Just don’t look at Wen Yao.

"Uh, okay."

Even Wen Yao, a rabbit, thought this man's words were strange, but she couldn't find any problem... Wait.

Her eyes widened.

He looked carefully at the silver-haired man's face.

This...why does this person look a bit like an orc?

He put on light makeup and styled his face, and he looked like a young and fashionable human man.

When Wen Yao met him yesterday, she didn't associate him with the Orcs at all.

But looking at it now with suspicion... it is indeed unusual.

"You...you are a beast——"

Just as Wen Yao was finishing her words, a gust of wind suddenly passed before her eyes.

She was blown away and squinted her eyes. When her vision became clear again, the man in front of her had long disappeared.

Along with his cart and lottery tickets... they were all gone, as if they had never existed.

"Ah ah, host, if you don't want to buy it, can you buy it for me! Buy...buy a hundred pieces, oh no! A thousand pieces!!"

The system kept screaming. Seeing the man go now, my heart ached beyond measure.

Wen Yao: "..."

"Xiao Tong, it's useless for you to ask for physical coins from the small world..."

System: Yes.

Never mind.

I feel uncomfortable all over if I don't take advantage of it.

"And he reacts so quickly, he must be an orc... Xiaotong, do you think he is a bad person?"

Wen Yao randomly kicked away the pebbles on the ground and asked the system while walking home.

To be able to react so quickly and have so much strength... Wen Yao couldn't imagine what kind of human being could do it except the orcs.

"I don't know if he is bad or not, but I really want to buy his lottery ticket, host... why don't you buy it? It's only five yuan anyway!"

"But he is a strange beast..."

"What man or beast? That's the God of Wealth! Host, haven't you seen "Beauty and the Beast"? The beast will eventually turn into a prince! What's wrong with him being a beast? Maybe he is the soft-hearted Prince of Wealth!"

"But... the god in charge of wealth in the world is also a sister... There is no Prince of Wealth, only Sister, the God of Wealth!"

"Host you——"    …

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Two long streets away, Bai Shi watched Wen Yao walking further and further away.

The eyesight of the orcs is many times better than that of humans.

Therefore, Wen Yao could not see him for a long time, but he could still see Wen Yao.

The man stood there bewildered and wailed.

"What should I do? I won't be able to complete what the young master told me..."

His whisper was very small, and to the ears of elderly people with bad hearing, it sounded more like the buzzing of a mosquito.

But a certain uncle captured this soliloquy very tacitly, and he also understood the key word "can't finish".

"Hey! Young man! It's you!"

The uncle first exclaimed.

He originally thought there was something wrong with his body and mind, but he went to the hospital for a checkup today and found that all indicators were normal.

Just say that the silver-haired young man selling lottery tickets was not his hallucination!

We are so destined to meet twice in a row...this must be God's guidance!

"What can't be done? Can't you complete the task? If you can't complete it, just sell it to the uncle! Here are ten lottery tickets!"

Before Shiraishi could refuse, he shouted at the top of his lungs——

"Oh, don't be confused. People want me to buy insurance and health care products, and they want me to buy soybean oil!"

Shiraishi:…….

I was annoyed because I didn't complete the young master's mission.

It was unlucky for him to meet this difficult old man again.

But... tremble, humans. Should he, Shiraishi, still be the poor spirit clan that couldn't cope with it yesterday?

The silver-haired man adjusted his collar and spoke calmly——

"Uncle, all the other lottery tickets here today have been booked by others. Only some new lottery tickets are left. Do you want to scratch them?"

"Everything is decided?"

The uncle's cloudy eyes suddenly widened.

How can it be? There are probably thousands of pictures in this cart.

It takes quite an hour to scrape.

How could they all be booked by someone else!

Shiraishi smirked and nodded.

"Then..." The uncle gritted his teeth, "Give me ten of your new lottery tickets!"

They were all booked by others. Thinking about it from another angle, doesn’t it just mean that this young man’s lottery winning rate is high and many people buy it?

He somehow didn't buy it last time, so he won't miss it easily this time...

"Okay! They're all here, take your pick!"

Shiraishi pulled out the bag he had specially prepared from the corner of the cart.

The scratch-off tickets inside all have images of cartoon old men.

"What kind of evil pattern is this..." The uncle swallowed.

The old man with this pattern looks a bit like him.

"It's a new style!"

The man explained with a smile.

"Oh, then this, this, and... let's take these ten first!"

No matter what the pattern is, the lottery ticket that can win is a good lottery ticket.

The uncle excitedly pointed to a few lottery tickets.

"Okay! Once sold, we will not return or exchange it!"

Shiraishi continued to do business with a fake smile.

"Hey, old man, I bought everything, why should I return it or exchange it! Do you have any tools? I want to shave it right now!"

"Of course! It's your choice!"

Shiraishi took out a tray with everything from coins to wallpaper knives.

"Oh, I have quite a lot of tools today!"