I Can See The Success Rate

Chapter 92 The cry of grief

【Ask for a monthly ticket! Ask for full order! Ask for automatic! Hey! 】

Facing the terrified stare of the fat boss, Bai Wu scratched his head ‘simple and honest’ and said, “It’s nothing!”

“Hoo~” The fat boss let out a sigh of relief.

“It’s sold for 10 million!”

Bai Wu continued.

“Look, Lao Yang, I’ll just say it, how could I be wrong again and again! After all, I have been in the free trade market for so many years! That pair of double-strand swords is also sold. Thousands, thousands, thousands… 10,000!!!!!”

Having said that, the fat boss slammed.

Stunned for a second.

next second.

etc!

etc!

The fat boss stared at him, opened his mouth wide, and looked at Bai Wu with a terrified face, and asked tremblingly, “How much did you sell, how much?”

“That’s 10 million!” Bai Wu emphasized the word ‘just’.

“Ouch my 410 mother!”

The fat boss rolled his eyes, and the whole person staggered back two steps, as if he had been hit by a critical blow.

“That’s why I’ve been emphasizing, Old Wang, you are really my God of Wealth!” Bai Wu excitedly patted the fat boss on the shoulder and said with emotion.

“I’m not I’m not…” The fat boss lost his eyes and shook his head muttering to himself.

“Actually, it’s a coincidence!”

Bai Wu sighed again: “In the beginning, I planned to put all the stuff I packaged from you, Lao Wang, into the more than four million Land Rover off-road vehicle I mentioned yesterday…”

“By the way, if I can afford such a luxury car, I still have to thank you, Old Wang!”

Fatty Wang, the Fatty Boss, has a black line on his face.

“Later, I felt that those scraps of copper and rotten iron didn’t look like antiques. Even if they were really antiques, they were all rusted and maintained a lot, so I threw them all to the uncle who passed by to collect scraps! ”

Bai Wu scratched his head with a silly smile, and then said: “Originally, I wanted to sell the pair of double-strand swords to the uncle, but I think the pair of double-strand swords are well maintained and there is no rust or anything, so I took it with me everywhere…”

“Later, when I took the ancient jade that I bought for 300 yuan to Guyun Pavilion to sell, Mr. Che from Guyun Pavilion saw the pair of double-strand swords and said that the pair of double-strand swords The sword is well preserved and has great collectible value!”

Bai Wu said, suddenly lowered his voice a little, and asked Fatty Wang mysteriously: “Also, Mr. Wang, guess what else Mr. Che said?”

“What~!?” Fatty Wang’s face was ugly as if he had just accidentally fallen and ate a mouthful of fresh dog shit.

“Mr. Che said that this pair of double-strand swords is very likely to be a male and a female double-strand sword!” Bai Wu said.

“Don’t tell me!!!” Fatty Wang stared.

“That’s right, it’s exactly like what you said, Old Wang. There is a 90% chance that this pair of double-strand swords is the pair of swords used by Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, when he fought on the battlefield in the early years of the Three Kingdoms period!”

Fatty Wang: “…”

“Pharaoh, it’s getting late, I’m about to have lunch, I just earned more than 10 million, I’m going to have a big meal!”

After Bai Wu finished speaking, he left quickly.

After taking two steps, Bai Wu stopped again, turned his head, and said to Fatty Wang, “Old Wang, don’t forget our agreement, you received an old item from the countryside, but don’t forget to remind me in advance. Sigh, although I have made more than 20 million in the past three days, but the money you gave me, the God of Wealth, I don’t want it for nothing, don’t you think?”

Fatty Wang showed a smile ten times worse than crying, no, a hundred times, no, no, ten thousand times, and reluctantly said: “Yes! Yes! I! One! Sure! Yes! Advance! Before! Know! You! of!”

“That’s good!”

Bai Wu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and underestimated to himself: “I’m still waiting for Lao Wang, the God of Wealth, to continue sending me money, so that my deposit can exceed 100 million!”

Fatty Wang: “…”

“Alright, alright, old man, goodbye, goodbye, I’ll go first!”

Bai Wu waved his hand and walked away quickly.

Wait until Bai Wu leaves.

“Pharaoh, let’s say we have known each other for seven or eight years, right?” The owner of booth 1 suddenly said flatteringly.

“Old Yang, what do you want?” Fatty Wang asked with a dark face.

“Look, we have been friends for so many years, you God of Wealth, can you send me some money too?”

Fatty Wang: “…”

“I don’t ask for much, you can just give me one or two million!”

Fatty Wang: “…”

“Well, Old Wang, next time you receive the goods, contact me in advance and let me pick two cheaper first?”

Fatty Wang: “…”

“I said Pharaoh, is it okay, can you reply?”

Fatty Wang: “…”

After a few seconds.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!”

Over the noisy free market, there was a mournful and loud cry.

This cry was filled with deep regret and pain.

The hearer is sad, the hearer weeps!

“Amen!”

Hearing Fatty Wang’s cry of grief, Bai Wu made a cross on his chest and mourned for him for a few seconds.

Come to the parking lot.

Not even close to where I parked.

In the distance, Bai Wu heard the “boom” of the accelerator.

He frowned, an ominous premonition arose.

“Wait! If I remember correctly, I parked next to the Hummer driven by the female driver…”

“My car is parked next to the Hummer driven by the female driver…”

“Stopped by the female driver’s car…”

“Female driver…”

“!!!”