I Can See The Success Rate

【Please order all! Ask for automatic! Ask for a ticket! Hey! Hey! Hey! 】

Gu Yun Pavilion, the VIP room, is silent.

Xia Xiangling's eyes were sluggish, her face full of disbelief, and her face was inconceivable.

If the theft of Xia Xiangling's family heirloom can also be said to be a good play directed and acted by Bai Wu, then the two buttons of the gunman and the bus conflict really have nothing to do with Bai Wu.

From any angle, it is absolutely impossible for these two cases to be planned by Bai Wu.

Looking at Xia Xiangling who was stunned, Che Yongkang shook his head and looked at Bai Wu again, his eyes faint, as if asking Bai Wu to forgive Xia Xiangling's powerless behavior.

Bai Wu smiled slightly, as if he didn't care.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds.

...

After a full minute or so, Xia Xiangling slowly recovered.

He glanced at Bai Wu in disbelief.

Bai Wu grinned and smiled at her, then raised his 903 hands that were being chained, and pursed his lips.

The meaning is self-evident.

Untie it for me!

Xia Xiangling didn't solve it immediately, her face was hesitant.

Looking sideways, he looked towards Che Yongkang.

Che Yongkang nodded.

Xia Xiangling took a deep breath.

He took out the key from his pocket, and undid the steel ring that was on Bai Wu's hand.

Bai Wu grinned at her again.

"Is this guy yelling at me?"

Xia Xiangling clenched her fist and felt indignant in her heart: "Damn it!"

...

Bai Wu walked out of Gu Yun Pavilion.

The harvest from the free market this time was 12.5 million.

2.5 million is the price of the blue and white porcelain that Bai Wu bought from Fatty Wang for 250 yuan.

And the other ten million is money from the family heirloom painting of Xia Xiangling's family.

Logically speaking, the highest value of the family heirloom picture scroll of Xia Xiangling's family is about three million. Bai Wu originally only planned to receive two or three million, but what the hell!

However, Che Yongkang has been insisting, insisting on giving Bai Wu 10 million yuan, saying that the rules cannot be broken, and this 10 million yuan is Bai Wu's shot fee!

If it wasn't for Bai Wu's repeated refusal, Che Yongkang even wanted to transfer another 3 million to Bai Wu to buy the money as a picture scroll.

...

Leaving Gu Yun Pavilion and looking at the time, it was still early. Bai Wu decided to take a walk in the free market. After all, it was still early. After all, everyone came. After all, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

Just two steps away, Bai Wu saw a familiar figure.

Fatty Wang!

Seeing Fatty Wang, Bai Wu felt inexplicably happy in his heart.

Fatty Wang seemed to have forgotten the previous misery, and was squatting in front of a stall, chatting with the stall owner.

chat.

seems happy?

The corner of Bai Wu's mouth raised, he stepped forward quickly, patted Fatty Wang on the shoulder, and shouted "excitedly", "Brother Wang!"

Hearing Bai Wu's cry, Fatty Wang shuddered.

Turning his head, he met Bai Wu's excited little face.

Fatty Wang's expression stiffened.

The painful experience that was finally thrown into the back of his mind resurfaced in his mind.

Impressive!

Now, Fatty Wang, that's called regret.

"Brother Wang, you are really kind to my wife!" Bai Wu put one hand on Fatty Wang's shoulder and said with a 'moved' face,

"Ha, ha ha... still, it's alright..."

Fatty Wang showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, "How, how, how much did you sell for that picture?"

Bai Wu stretched out a finger and smiled mysteriously at Fatty Wang.

"One, one, one million!!!?"

When he thought that he gave Bai Wu a picture scroll worth one million without taking any money, Fatty Wang trembled again and his face was ashen.

"No, no, not one million, but ten million!" Bai Wu shook his head.

"One, one, ten million!!!?" Fatty Wang stared at him like a big bull's eye, exclaiming and screaming tremblingly.

"To be exact, it should be said that it is 12.5 million!"

Bai Wu said with a smile: "But it's not that the real value of that picture scroll is 10 million, but for some reason, through that picture scroll, I got 10 million!"

"Ah, ah... ah, this, this way..."

Fatty Wang smiled reluctantly.

Immediately after.

He suddenly thought of something, his face darkened, and he was stunned.

12.5 million!

Picture scroll = 10 million.

What happened to the remaining two and a half million?

Could it be that! ! !

A terrifying guess popped up in Fatty Wang's mind.

"But, but, no, that's not right, Brother Bai, didn't you say one thousand, twelve and a half million? What's the matter with the remaining two and a half million?" Fatty Wang stared, trembling. Wei Wei asked.

"The remaining two and a half million!"

Bai Wu said with a smile: "Brother Wang, do you still remember the blue and white porcelain that I bought from you before?"

"Remember, remember!"

Fatty Wang stared and swallowed, "Then, does that blue and white porcelain have anything to do with 2.5 million, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes...?"

"Of course it does!"

Bai Wu said of course: "That blue and white porcelain, Mr. Che offered 2.5 million and bought it!"

"What, what!!!?" Fatty Wang screamed and staggered back two steps, as if struck by lightning.

"Brother Wang, I'm really grateful to you!"

Bai Wu patted Fatty Wang's shoulder with a face full of gratitude, and then said, "Today, I just wanted to come and stroll around, but when I saw your booth, Brother Wang, it was empty, so I thought about it. Now, come here to repay you, who would have thought, this, alas... it was sold for more than 10 million casually!"

Fatty Wang: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

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