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Yang Luo looked at the man and the woman, how could there be such a top-notch existence in this world, and his luck seemed to be overwhelmed, and he met two at once, and it seemed generous to give someone a hundred yuan to change seats. http://book./ fiction
When they made a fuss here, all the people around looked over curiously. Mai Di, who was sitting in the back, frowned, and was about to speak when Alina stopped her.
"McGrady, Yang will be fine."
Watt also smiled slightly, and patted McGrady's hand: "Don't worry."
The woman raised her eyebrows: "Too little?"
Yang Luo blinked, then nodded.
The woman pulled the middle-aged man: "Give him another hundred."
The middle-aged man impatiently took out another hundred yuan from his bag and threw it to Yang Luo: "It's all right."
Yang Luo shook his head slightly, and the middle-aged man said displeasedly: "How much do you want?"
Yang Luo raised his hand to gesture, and the middle-aged man snorted coldly: "Okay, I'll give you five hundred." Then he took out three hundred yuan and threw it to Yang Luo again.
Yang Luo still didn't let go of his raised hand, and the middle-aged man's face changed: "You want five thousand? You country bumpkin, would you spend this much money?"
Yang Luo pursed his lips, threw the five hundred yuan in his hand to the ground, then leaned back, closed his eyes and ignored them.
The middle-aged man's greasy face trembled for a while, and now his anger had reached its peak. Five thousand yuan was nothing to him, not even enough for his usual meal, but he didn't feel comfortable giving it to a country bumpkin for no reason.
The woman hugged the middle-aged man's arm tightly: "Isn't it just five thousand yuan? Give it to him if he wants it."
The middle-aged man looked back at his seat. Sitting next to him was an aunt who was as tall as him. He also looked at the woman hugging him tightly. He gritted his teeth and took out a stack of banknotes in his bag to count. Counting, then throwing it on Yang Luo's face, the red banknotes scattered all over the floor.
"It's all right now."
Everyone around thought that it was time for Yang Luo to give way this time, after all, five thousand yuan was not a lot. And no one sitting here is as rich and powerful as the middle-aged people, who only fly economy class because they can't buy first-class tickets.
But what happened next made them stunned. Yang Luo opened his eyes, rubbed his face, and said with a smile: "Now the price has increased, 50,000 yuan, not even a penny less."
A hint of hostility flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man: "Boy, it's just a change of position. Don't open your mouth like a lion. Even if I give you 50,000 yuan, I'm afraid you'll have your life to take the money but not spend it."
Yang Luo smiled: "Whether I spend money or not is not your concern." After speaking, he looked at his watch, "I'm giving you ten seconds to think about it, if this time passes, the price will increase .¡±
The middle-aged man nodded with a sneer, not talking nonsense, he took out five stacks of banknotes from his bag and threw them on Yang Luo.
"This is 50,000. Adding the 5,000 just now is 55,000. Don't lose it when it's ready."
Yang Luo weighed the money in his hand, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I'm very principled, and fifty thousand is fifty thousand. As for the five thousand, I'd better save it for you to buy Viagra." After speaking, she stood up, and said to Cuilian, "Brother, go sit over there, call me if you have something to do."
Cuilian nodded obediently, the middle-aged man's complexion kept changing, and finally turned livid. Obviously, Yang Luo's Viagra touched his sore spot.
The woman pulled the middle-aged man to sit down, but did not pick up the five thousand yuan on the ground.
Cuilian snorted coldly, looking at the middle-aged man and woman sitting beside her, her eyes were full of hostility.
Yang Luo sat on the other row of chairs in the aisle of the cabin, looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Brother, taking Viagra for a long time is harmful to the body, and your face is swollen. It is obvious that you have serious kidney deficiency. " Speaking of this, Yang Luo sighed, shook his head slightly and stopped talking.
The people around did not expect the middle-aged man to really give Yang Luo 50,000 yuan for a seat, some were envious, some did not. And when they heard Yang Luo's words, they looked at the middle-aged man in unison.
The middle-aged man's face was a little uneasy, and he looked at Yang Luo with a gloomy and terrifying look.
The woman screamed and cursed: "You dead bumpkin, can you speak, if you can't speak shut your mouth."
Yang Luo shrugged, took one last look at the woman, and then closed his eyes. At first glance, these two people are not husband and wife, and the woman is either a mistress who is being fostered, or a "slut" who steals food behind her husband's back.
Thinking of this, Yang Luo couldn't help butsp; Song Jundong nodded: "I'm back, I wanted to see you, but something happened to the company temporarily."
Yang Luo nodded and looked at a woman standing behind Song Jundong. She was Song Jundong's wife Le Rong.
Le Rong is not the kind of woman who is amazing at first glance, but she is very attractive. The longer you live, the more beautiful you will feel her.
Yang Luo walked over and hugged Le Rong gently, then said with a smile: "It seems that your little life is going well."
Le Rong smiled slightly: "Brother Yang, thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Yang Luo was a little confused.
Le Rong said seriously: "If it weren't for you, Dongzi and I probably wouldn't be here today."
Yang Luo smiled, greeted the other brothers, and then introduced Watt, McGrady and Alina to the brothers.
When these boys heard that Watt and McGrady were Yang Luo's master and master, they all bowed respectfully and said hello.
Yang Luo finally pulled Cuilian to her face: "This is my sister." Then he pointed at everyone and read their names to Cuilian.
"Cuilian, hurry up and call brother."
"Hello, brother!" Cuilian called out obediently.
Except for Feng Kun who has not spoken, a group of people looked at Cuilian in surprise.
"Your sister?"
Yang Luo waved his hand: "Get in the car first, we'll talk later when we have time."
Wei Hua greeted: "Let's go!"
A group of people got into the car, and the people who sat in the same cabin as Yang Luo watched with their mouths wide open. In fact, those luxury cars did not shock them, but the license plate. There are a few cars with Beijing V license plates starting with 0.
The middle-aged man stood there, looking at the convoy disappearing from sight, his face turned pale. He knew that this time it was a failure, and he didn't need to get back his fifty thousand yuan.
The woman's complexion was also not very good-looking, she didn't expect that these rich-looking people came to pick up that country bumpkin. However, she didn't know what those license plates represented.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath: "Let's go."
The woman didn't feel that there was something wrong with the middle-aged man's expression, so she put her arms around the middle-aged man's arm and asked, "Husband, what kind of party is this? Mr. Chen actually called and asked you to come here in person." (Note Website website: www.hlnovel.com