Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

"This one."

Li Lingling pointed to the car.

The manager gave Li Lingling a surprised look, guessing that Zhu Gaohui liked this woman so much?

In the past, Zhu Gaohui came often, and the women he brought were different, but the cars he bought were all 200,000 cars on and off.

"Manager, this lady first..." The salesman whispered to the manager.

The manager glanced at Chu Zheng, a little girl, and she was not a familiar face. He didn't pay much attention to it: "You take her to see other cars."

Sales opened his lower lip, but the manager no longer listened to her.

The manager smiled and said, "Zhu has a good eye, this car is sold at a price of 1.53 million abroad..."

Before the manager finished speaking, Li Lingling was surprised that her voice changed: "How much?"

Zhu Gaohui also changed his expression obviously. He then went to see the brand of the car, which turned out to be a Mercedes-Benz.

Just now, his attention was focused on Chu Zheng, and he didn't even look at the car carefully.

"One and five hundred and thirty thousand..."

The manager repeated it.

Li Lingling still knows that Zhu Gaohui can buy her a car for two or three hundred thousand yuan, but it is impossible for more than one million yuan.

The manager probably noticed something too. He didn't say anything for a while, just looking at Zhu Gaohui.

Chuzheng stood behind and looked at them calmly. The posture seemed to say: You buy it!

Zhu Gaohui: "..."

Being watched by a little girl like this, Zhu Gaohui felt a little complicated inexplicably.

This amount of money is nothing, he won't even blink when he buys it for himself, but Zhu Gaohui feels it is worthless to buy it for Li Lingling.

However, Chu Zheng looked at him that way, as if he didn't buy it, and the other party looked down on him. Zhu Gaohui's masculinity in his heart was aroused: "Buy!"

Li Lingling was still nervous, she suddenly heard such a sound, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Zhu Gaohui affectionately.

One and a half million cars!

She never thought about it before...

What Zhu Gaohui saw was Chuzheng.

Li Lingling was dissatisfied in her heart and pulled Zhu Gaohui aside, and Zhu Gaohui had to withdraw her sight.

Chuzheng pulled down the salesperson just now and pointed to the car on the other side: "That car, full size, faster."

The salesman was stunned: "That car sells for three million."

"Yeah." Chu Zheng nodded coldly.

The salesperson immediately dragged down the manager: "Manager, this lady wants that car."

The manager was talking to Zhu Gaohui. He heard what the salesperson said, but didn't look at it: "Just take her to go through the formalities."

Seller:"……"

Three million cars are usually received by the manager in person.

She had never sold such an expensive car, but the manager said so, the salesperson had to take Chuzheng to go through the formalities.

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The manager personally sent Zhu Gaohui out. As soon as he walked outside, a car drove over.

Li Lingling saw Chuzheng in the driver's seat, and the car abruptly went out. Li Lingling didn't see what it was.

But from the bottom of her heart, she felt that it was definitely not a luxury car.

The manager pulled the salesman next to him: "What's the matter with that car?"

Salesperson: "Sold...Sold, Xiaoxia sold..."

"Where is Xiaoxia?"

Xiaoxia was called over.

"manager?"

"That car did you sell?"

"...Yes, yes." Xiaoxia nodded.

"Why didn't you call me?"

Xiao Xia said weakly: "I told you, you let me sell it myself."

The manager suddenly remembered that when he talked to Zhu Gaohui before, Xiao Xia said a few words to him.

The manager couldn't get up, down, or post, after all, they did tell him.

The employee next to him muttered: "Why is the manager so angry?"

"That car is 3 million. Xiaoxia sold it herself, and the manager couldn't get the commission. Can he not get angry."

"three million?"

"I saw that little girl just now. She should be around 20, so I bought a car for 3 million?"

"Rich second generation."

The muttering voices of the employees fell in Li Lingling's ears, and the smile on her face slowly stiffened.

three million?

Where does she get so much money?

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When Chu Zheng drove away, a road was blocked somehow, and the navigation was red, yellow, and yellow.

Chuzheng had to change his way.

When passing the traffic lights, Chuzheng slowed down. Who knew that an old man on the roadside staggered towards her car.

then……

A biker in front of her was hit by porcelain!

The bicycle suddenly rushed up from behind. It seemed to be in a hurry. The old man probably targeted her, but he did not expect to collide with the bicycle.

The old man and the bicycle owner fell to the ground at the same time.

"Ouch……"

The old man was lying on the ground groaning, his face full of pain, it is estimated that he was really thrown into a problem, after all, the speed of the bicycle just now was very fast.

The owner of the bicycle is a teenager, white sweater, black slacks, very ordinary dress.

His hair was dyed with a few strands of blue, and his face was bluish and purple. I don't know who was beaten before, but I can still tell that the face is very handsome.

The young man got up from the ground and helped the old man: "Are you okay?"

The old man waved away the boy: "Oh, are you trying to kill me? My waist..."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." The boy apologized in a low voice.

"What's not intentional, losing money!!" The old man's voice was full of anger, and it didn't seem to be a problem at all.

The young man pursed his lower lip and touched his body. There is a one hundred one, and the rest are scattered five and ten yuan: "I only have so much..."

While wailing, the old man scolded: "You sent a beggar, you knocked me like this, this little money is not enough for my hospital check!"

Chu Zheng pushed the car door down.

There were no pedestrians on this road. Chuzheng swept around and found no surveillance. There were some passing cars, and some people stopped to watch the excitement.

The old man took the young man and opened his mouth for thirty thousand.

Chu Zheng was originally watching the excitement, but the King suddenly appeared to remind her to do good deeds.

"..."

The weak and helpless little pitiful is so pitiful.

Chuzheng bypassed the group of people, went to the opposite bank to withdraw some money, and asked the bank for a black plastic bag to bring it back.

There were more onlookers. Several people in the crowd were helping the old man to speak, and most of them would not let him go if he didn't lose money today.

Chuzheng went over with a plastic bag.

The boy was dragged by someone, and his clothes were all wrinkled, and there was a rush of voices around him.

Chuzheng pulled the boy's sweater and hat and pulled him back.

The few ‘righteous’ people thought that the young man wanted to run and wanted to catch him subconsciously. Chu Zheng beat him with a plastic bag for money, and retracted several hands at the same time.

"What are you doing!"

Chuzheng looked at the old man lying on the ground, and asked indifferently, "Want money?"

"If you want money, this is what he should pay!" Someone scolded, "He hit someone first, let's see what he hits him."

The young man was suddenly pulled away just now. At this time, he recovered and pulled Chuzheng's sleeves forward: "That... is my fault..."