A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 88 088
Anyway, the money she brought out from the stock trading center was 8000 yuan, and she still had a few hundred yuan on her.

Originally, 100 yuan could buy this motorcycle, but who let people take the initiative to lower the price for him?

Now there is no need to take out the money on her body, it is enough for her to hold this lump of money in her hand.

The anxious salesman who was talking, couldn't hide the smile on his face when he heard the word "deal".

"Oh, you really agree to buy it?" Really bought it.

But her eyes turned back and forth on Lin Xiaoxiao's body, feeling quite puzzled in her heart.

"This little girl doesn't look like a rich person. She said she was going to buy a motorcycle, but who told him where the little girl made her money? Seventy-eight thousand yuan, there is a big pile, and now it is When the weather is hot, you should be able to tell if you carry a pile of money on your body, why didn't he see where the little girl's money is?"

Lin Xiaoxiao proudly took the pile of money in her hand and threw it in front of the salesman.

"Come on, check out!"

Now that I agreed, I should pay the money first to buy the car, so as not to save the salesman from looking at him like an X-ray, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Bill, please?"

The salesman looked at the pile of newspapers thrown in front of him and felt his face was covered with black lines.

Is it a bit of a joke to want a bundle of newspapers to buy a motorcycle?

Isn't it just playing him?If it is really playing him.

How should he deal with it?To throw her out, or to throw her out?
Lin Xiaoxiao looked at the bewildered salesman, as if she had seen through her mind, and said something lightly.

"Open it, and count 79 from the inside."

It is estimated that this dog-eyed guy thought that what was thrown in front of her and him was a pile of newspapers, wouldn't he open it and take a look?The content inside is quite different.

"what?"

Hearing Lin Xiaoxiao's words, the salesman expressed his depression. Is there really money in it?
Why did he see a bundle of newspapers?
If there is really money in it, does he have a lot of knowledge?
It was the first time he saw someone put money in a newspaper and carry it like garbage to buy a motorcycle.

People who came in to buy motorcycles in the past, who didn't come in with a lump of money wrapped in a black leather bag?For fear that others would not know that he was rich.

But the little girl in front of her didn't care, she used a newspaper to wrap up her wallet and a rope.

Oh, that's not right, it was bundled with packing tape and brought over directly, it was really like carrying a pile of garbage.

This little girl's attitude towards money is really...

how to say?If it were him, it would cost 8000 yuan, and he would have to buy a better bag to carry it on his back, and he would have to be careful to prevent thieves from thinking about coming here. After all, it was 8000 yuan.

These days, you can float away in the eyes of your neighbors if you have tens of thousands of dollars.

The salesman kept moving mentally, but he couldn't help but reached out and untied the bundle of newspapers in front of him.

He felt his own heart beating because he was so nervous.

"Bang bang bang..."

If you open it up and it's really a pile of money, then it's okay, but if you open it up and there's a layer of newspapers inside, what will he do?

The salesman said that he was very entangled.

The packaging bag was opened, and the salesman gently opened a layer of newspaper, revealing a layer of newspaper inside.

The sales guy was about to cry, he held back the surging in his heart, and took a few deep breaths.

I secretly slandered in my heart.

"Damn it, it's really a layer of newspapers. When the key is opened, there are still newspapers inside. What should I do?" Or just don't open it, just kick the little girl out.

Don't waste his time.

The sales boy was at war with man and nature in his heart, and the expression on his face fluctuated from happiness to worry.

Lin Xiaoxiao, who was standing by the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and quickly grabbed the money wrapped in newspaper from the salesman's hand.

After a few clatters, he started to tear up the newspaper wrapped outside.

She really couldn't stand it anymore, the actions of this salesman really made people speechless...

Isn't it just asking him to untie a few newspapers, making it look like a bomb expert dismantling an explosive device, the expression on his face is old and rich, and he is short of a realistic performance that is dripping with sweat.

The newspaper was torn to pieces by Lin Xiaoxiao several times, revealing two stacks of hundred-yuan bills.

When the salesman saw the two stacks of hundred-yuan bills, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Damn it, there's really money in it!"

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that it's a good thing that the little girl wasn't kicked out just now.

Lin Xiaoxiao casually looked at the surprised salesman, and spoke lightly.

"Count it yourself, collect your car payment after counting, and return the rest to me."

Anyway, these two lumps of money are only 8000 yuan in total. Originally, she could just draw out one, but the performance of this salesman made him very dissatisfied.

She had to let this guy count the money by himself. Looking at him like that, she probably couldn't even count 8000 yuan.

"Ah, let me count by myself!"

The salesman's face became more colorful, and he exaggeratedly pointed his finger at the tip of his nose.

I have seen a big heart, but I have never seen such a big heart.

She doesn't take care of her own money properly, and she needs help from outsiders to count her money. Isn't this little girl?

Seeing the constipated expression on the salesman's face, Lin Xiaoxiao spoke calmly.

"What? You don't even know how to count seven thousand and nine hundred yuan?"

Asked by Lin Xiaoxiao, the takeaway brother's face became restless, and he quickly picked up a pile of money.

"Of course I can count, I will count."

After speaking, with some saliva sticking to his fingers, he began to count the money carefully.

My heart is secretly sour.

"My God, the boss used to collect the money directly. He has never counted so much money. I have to say, it feels really good to count the money."

The more the sales guy counts, the better he feels, and the better the mood, the expression on his face is smiling.

The result of this is that the 8000 yuan salesman has been counting for half an hour, but he still hasn't counted it clearly.

Lin Xiaoxiao: "..."

Why does she seem to be a bit addicted to the salesman's actions of counting money?
In the end, Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't stand it any longer, and reached out to take the money from the salesman, and gently took away a hundred-yuan bill.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you count slowly!"

He still has to try out motorcycles, and he's not in the mood to watch this guy pay for his addiction.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao was about to leave, the takeaway boy who was disturbed halfway through counting the money was so anxious that he yelled.

"Hey, don't go, I haven't finished counting yet."

He had only counted to 3000 yuan when Lin Xiaoxiao interrupted him, and now he was so anxious that he forgot how much he had counted before.

Lin Xiaoxiao stopped in her tracks, turned around gracefully, and stared at the salesman with piercing eyes, which made the other person's heart shudder, and she looked away guiltily.

"Okay, I'll give you one last chance to count them all at once. If you can't count them this time, I'm leaving."

(End of this chapter)