Chapter 500 The Real Purpose
Chapter 500 The Real Purpose
Chapter 500 The Real Purpose
"Haha, what Ye Zi said is right, since Mr. Wang is rich, let's not steal people's beauty!" Du Yu said with a smile.
"That's right, 250 million three jars of pickled vegetables, Young Master Wang really has a lot of courage!" Sun Zilong followed up with a smile: "I just don't know, will my father clean you up when you go home..."
Zuo Yunlei also gave a thumbs up at this time: "250 million three jars of pickled vegetables, I have seen today what is called a real prodigal son."
Other than the few of them, the owner who sold multigrain pancakes and bean curd was also completely dumbfounded.
And those onlookers who can understand Huaxia...
All of them stood there with their mouths wide open in astonishment.
250 million three jars of pickles...
This fucking is definitely the most expensive pickle in history, where is the pickle sold, it is like gold, pure gold!
"Ma De, rich and self-willed, today I have seen what it means to be truly rich and self-willed!" Shocked, one person said.
"Local tyrant, what is a local tyrant? If you bought three jars of pickled vegetables for 250 million yuan, this fucking man is the real local tyrant!"
"Brother, do you want any more pickles? Our family specializes in pickling pickles. We don't want 250 million, but only 25 per pot, okay?" Another person said excitedly, his voice trembling a little.
"Twenty-five thousand, two thousand five, two hundred five, two hundred and fifty one altar, will it work..."
Wang Xuefeng's face was completely frozen there. The mother wanted to come here to pretend to slap Ye Feng in the face, but she didn't expect to make a fuss until now, and she didn't get slapped in the face. a handful.
He bought three jars of sauerkraut for 250 million yuan. It is estimated that Wang Xuefeng will become the biggest idiot in everyone's heart.
Fortunately, Ye Feng and the others only stopped at 250 million. Otherwise, if they continue to add today, they will get tens of millions, and they will be very happy.
In the business of jewelry stores, the most profitable ones are on high-end jadeite, which basically accounts for 70.00% or even 20.00% of the profit. The remaining low-end jadeite, the profit is very thin, only 250% to [-]%. The main business is high-end jadeite, and it only deals in high-end jadeite. The business of the jewelry store at home has not been as good as the last day. There is too much money. The jewelry store really can't afford it, but the amount of [-] million is still okay. Take it out.
As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.
"Boss, give me the card number and transfer the money." Wang Xuefeng said with a gloomy face. At this time, he couldn't say no.
Many large banks have opened cross-border transfer business, and you can also choose the currency, and Myanmar and Huaxia border, some large Huaxia banks have also set up banking institutions with overseas branches here.
The boss's mind was always in a daze, until Wang Xuefeng asked for the account number, then he came back to his senses and hurriedly reported his card number.
250 million Huaxia coins, the money is enough for them to buy a house in the downtown area of Yangon, and live a life not to mention rich, but at least they must live in a moderately prosperous life.
After the bank transfer, Wang Xuefeng was about to leave.
"Young Master Ye, since you like pickles so much, I will give you these jars of pickles!" Wang Xuefeng, who bought three jars of pickles at a price of 250 million, would not really take the three jars of pickles, otherwise , wouldn't it really make people laugh even more, after this guy transferred the money, he dropped a word and left in a chic way.
Looking at the back of this guy leaving, Ye Feng and his party couldn't help laughing.
"Ye Zi, look at Wang Xuefeng's expression, it's like eating shit." Sun Zilong said excitedly: "250 million, this kid will definitely be able to bear it when he goes home!"
"Actually speaking, I think Wang Xuefeng's behavior is abnormal today. How dare he speak to Lao Du in a threatening tone?" Zuo Yunlei said.
"I guess this Wang Xuefeng must have found some powerful support!" Sun Zilong followed.
Ye Feng nodded: "Brother Du, Brother Zuo, grandson, if you see Wang Xuefeng in the future, try not to confront him head-on. If I don't feel wrong, the middle man in the gray robe behind this kid is an ancient warrior. The ancient warrior is very powerful, even among the ancient warriors, he can be regarded as a real strong man. And it seems that he is just protecting Wang Xuefeng's safety!"
Ye Feng's tone was very low. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of opportunity Wang Xuefeng had to let a strong man who thought he was at the top of the earth level to be his bodyguard.
A powerful ancient warrior acts as Wang Xuefeng's bodyguard...
Hearing this, several people were all stunned.
No wonder Wang Xuefeng dared to be so arrogant, it turned out that he really found a strong support.
"Of course, it's best to avoid it. If the other party pushes forward, they don't have to swallow their breath. After all, ancient warriors have a special administration for ancient warriors. Although under normal circumstances, the administration for these ancient warriors will turn a blind eye to what they do. Close your eyes, but like you, Brother Du, relying on the influence of the Du Group in the country and even the world, I believe that even the ancient warriors would not dare to take it seriously. The Dragon Clan will definitely not stop there." Ye Feng continued.
"As for Brother Zuo, don't worry, Uncle is an important member of the party! But grandson, you should pay more attention in the future. The business at home has not developed to a certain level, and you should try to avoid conflicts with Wang Xuefeng..."
Zuo Yunlei, Du Yu, and Liu Feng knew a lot about the ancient warriors, but they were very clear about what Ye Feng said.
But Sun Tzulong couldn't do it. He only knew about a Mohist school before, and it was because Ye Feng worshiped Mr. Mo as his teacher. Why now there is an ancient warrior affairs management bureau and a family of guardians of dragons.
Everyone nodded and became silent, but it was only for a moment. Sun Zilong couldn't bear the doubts in his heart, and asked curiously: "Yezi, what are the Ancient Warrior Affairs Administration and the Dragon Guardian Clan?"
"Grandson, I'll talk about this matter with you when I get back. Let's talk about the three jars of pickles first." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"What? You want more?" Sun Zilong said with a look of shock.
"Of course, the taste of these pickles is still very good." Ye Feng vowed.
Everyone bowed down, Ye Feng was really going to fight with these three jars of pickles.
"Boss, since the person doesn't want these pickles, we still pay the price we agreed on, [-] yuan." Looking at the boss, Ye Feng continued with a smile.
The boss looked dumbfounded, looking at the number reminded by the text message on the mobile phone, he was completely absent-minded, as if he didn't hear Ye Feng's words.
"Boss..." Seeing this, Ye Feng increased his voice.
"Ah...! What...?" regained consciousness, the boss hurriedly said.
"The three jars of pickles are still at the agreed price, how about selling them to me for [-] yuan." Ye Feng continued.
"Okay, of course." The boss said without hesitation.
If it weren't for the bidding between Ye Feng and Wang Xuefeng who just left, he would never be able to sell for 250 million Huaxia coins. The boss can also see that there is definitely something between Ye Feng and Wang Xuefeng who just left. In the midst of a deep festival, the bidding is just a momentary battle of spirits.
But to him, it doesn't matter if there is a festival or not, the money of 250 million Huaxia coins has now arrived in real money.
Moreover, Wang Xuefeng no longer wanted the stuff, so if he sold it for an extra [-] yuan, no one would be unhappy.
After logging into the mobile phone bank, Ye Feng skillfully transferred the money, and continued to inquire about it until he was sure that there were only three jars like this in the boss's house. Pickles, the group left.
For Ye Feng and his team to take away the three jars containing pickles, the boss has no opinion at all, not to mention Wang Xuefeng's 250 million before, but Ye Feng's 260 is enough, not to mention, [-] million Huaxia After getting the coins, who the hell will continue to sell multigrain pancakes and bean foam in the future...
On Wang Xuefeng's side, after walking a certain distance, he stopped and said, "What happened just now?" Although he was a little annoyed, his face didn't show anything at this time.
"Young sect master, that Ye Feng has an unusual identity." The gray-robed old man said slowly.
"What's unusual? Could it be that he also..." Before he finished speaking, Wang Xuefeng's face became serious.
"..." The old man in gray robe continued.
After listening, Wang Xuefeng's face darkened even more.
"Yezi, what on earth are you thinking? These pickles taste good, but in our country, there are many people who want to eat them, and there are many that taste better than this. Why do you want to buy so many jars of pickles here? Go back?" Sun Zilong said depressedly.
Although the pickle jar is not heavy, the smell is really unpleasant.
"That's right, this smell really fits someone's advertisement, it's so sour..." Du Yu followed.
"Brother Du, grandson, do you really think that when I bought these sauerkrauts, you really think they taste good and want to take them back? Although I admit that these sauerkrauts taste really good..." Ye Feng said with a smile.
"It's not for these sauerkraut, so what are you selling these things for?" Du Yu and Sun Zilong asked doubtfully.
Ye Feng didn't speak, but just set his eyes on the jar containing sauerkraut.
"You mean these sauerkraut jars? Could it be that these three jars are some valuable treasures?" The two continued curiously.
Ye Feng spent so much time and money to play tricks, just to buy these three jars, it must be some valuable treasure, but the shape of these three jars doesn't look like...
Half-glazed, the body of the altar is skewed...
(End of this chapter)
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