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Chapter 278 Bai Wu's Purpose

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In the free market, everyone squinted and stared at Bai Wu.

Confuse.

Doubt.

Thoughtful.

Not just Bamboo Man.

Everyone present was full of doubts about Bai Wu's sudden proposal to buy the sixteen scrolls~.

has a problem!

Absolutely wrong!

But they thought about it, and still couldn't understand-.

What is the purpose of Bai Wu doing this?

"Could it be that one of these sixteen scrolls really hides a big secret?"

"But, this doesn't make sense. You know, Mr. Che is betting with that person now. If a certain scroll really hides a secret, Mr. Che will pay that person 10 million in compensation. !"

"Yeah, a pair of scrolls is 10 million!"

"Ten million, even if Laozi worked hard to the death, he couldn't get so much money!"

"Ten million, ten million, ten million... Wait, what if the real value of that scroll is far more than ten million!?"

Among the crowd, Fatty Wang muttered to himself.

He does not mean that.

Fatty Wang said this.

Immediately.

Everyone was stunned.

Yes!

If there is really a pair of scrolls among those sixteen scrolls, its value is far greater than ten million.

Well, what is ten million! ?

"There can be no mistakes! There can be no mistakes!"

"Absolutely! There is a scroll worth far more than ten million!"

"Hey~~~~~ So this is the real purpose of little brother Bai Wu!"

"..."

There were whispers.

Hearing everyone's guess, the man with the bamboo pole suddenly changed his face.

He hesitated suddenly.

If among these sixteen scrolls, there really are scrolls worth far more than ten million, why didn't he keep them by himself? Why sell it, and still sell it to this guy surnamed Bai?

Right now.

among the crowd.

Fatty Wang said to himself again: "No no no no no! It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense at all!"

"Pharaoh, what doesn't make sense?" a leaker asked casually.

"At least one of the sixteen scrolls is worth far more than ten million yuan. This one doesn't make sense at all!" Fatty Wang frowned and said.

"Why doesn't it make sense!?" the leaker asked.

Everyone also looked at Fatty Wang curiously.

"How much do you think Mr. Che's face and reputation are worth?"

Before waiting for the leaker to answer, Fatty Wang spoke again: "Even if there is one of those scrolls, the value is far more than 10 million, and it is worth 23,400,000 or even 50,000,000. Even if it is 50 million, after subtracting the 10 million compensation from Mr. Che Lao, there is still 40 million, and it seems that he has earned 40 million, which is very profitable, but, here comes the problem!"

Fatty Wang asked: "Forty million and Mr. Che's face and reputation, which one is more valuable? Don't think about it, it must be Mr. Che's face and reputation!"

After listening to Fatty Wang's words, everyone was stunned.

After thinking about it carefully, everyone woke up.

Fatty Wang was right.

really.

Not to mention 40 million, even 100 million is not as good as Che Yongkang's face and reputation.

Thinking of this, everyone became more and more suspicious.

"Since none of the sixteen scrolls are valuable, why did Brother Bai Wu spend 10,000 yuan to buy these scrolls?"

Fatty Wang couldn't figure it out.

Bamboo pole man can't figure it out.

Che Yongkang couldn't figure it out.

Everyone can't figure it out.

All this, only Bai Wu knows.

Bai Wu's purpose for doing this is not actually on these scrolls.

There is an old saying about it.

The darkness of the Mingxiu plank road is Chencang!

The reason Bai Wu did this was actually for the ruby red monk hat pot in the hands of the man with the bamboo pole, which was thrown on the ground by the man with the bamboo pole, and was still in the black plastic garbage bag.

The value of this ruby red monk hat pot is about 91 million.

Now that the Bamboo Pole Man has been trapped like this, Bai Wu felt that it shouldn't matter if he was kicked.

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So, this kind of attention was made.

Take a circuitous route.

First of all, he bought the sixteen scrolls that were recognized as worthless at an unjust amount of money, performed a play, and then obtained the ruby red monk's hat pot at a very low price.

...

The bamboo pole man's eyes flickered, his complexion gloomy and bleak, he thought for a while, and finally made up his mind reluctantly.

He raised his head and said to Bai Wu, "These scrolls are yours!"

Bai Wu smiled slightly, took out his mobile phone, scanned the code, and transferred 10,000 yuan to the bamboo pole man.

"Brother Bai Wu, next, please fulfill your promise!" The bamboo pole man reminded.

Bai Wu nodded.

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Then, under the curious gaze of everyone, Bai Wu put away the sixteen scrolls and placed them one by one on the open space.

"That friend has a lighter, lend me one!" Bai Wu said.

"give!"

A melon eater handed Bai Wu a lighter.

The crowd became more and more curious.