Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 675 689 [Throw money at people] (three more)

Fat San thinks that he is also a gloomy, well-mannered person, not the kind of reckless man with no brains, so when he sees someone standing up to hinder his good deeds, he immediately looks at them.

Well, he is very handsome, tall and straight, and handsome. Just because of this alone, Fat San has violated Fat San's taboo --- Fat San hates others to be more handsome than himself!

I look like Zhu Bajie, why are you Chow Yun Fat Andy Lau?
Look at the clothes that the man is wearing. The white Lifan sneakers under his feet are cheap; White T-shirt, this is not cheap, this is free!
Immediately, Fat San had a bottom line in his heart --- this is a poor guy!
Fat San snorted coldly, made a smile instead of anger, and waited for the other party's reaction.

Looking at the young man again, he saw that Fat San "smiled instead of angry", but he didn't seem to feel the slightest bit - he just brushed his brows with the little finger of his left hand indifferently, then looked at Fat San without saying a word.

Fat Three: "..."

He was waiting for the other party to ask "what are you laughing at", and then Fat San would reply with great momentum "I laugh at you for being so naive".But the other party didn't say a word.

The script is wrong.

As long as Fat San continued to act on his own, he laughed a few times, restrained himself, and his expression became fierce: "Which onion are you? You haven't seen the situation clearly yet, and you dare to ask for a bicycle!"

Young man: "Oh, my name is Song Zhichao."

Fat Three: "..."

Is this retarded?

Why not on the channel?
"What do I call you? I ask if you are his accomplice?" Fat San angrily pointed at Nie Weidong who was kneeling on the ground under his hands.

Song Zhichao looked at Nie Weidong, then at Fat San: "No."

Fat Three: "Since it's not, then don't meddle in your own business! Get out!"

Fat San felt that he was kind enough to talk so much to this lunatic.

Song Zhichao: "Who will pay for my bicycle?"

Fat Three: "..."

My brain is a little twitching-it's this time, and I've said enough hard words, you still want a bicycle?What kind of bicycle do you want, don't hurry up and run for your life!

Fat San was furious immediately, he felt that he had been teased, or molested.

Just when Fat San was about to get angry, Long Jianfei, who had been watching the show, laughed. He pushed Fat San away, stood in front of Song Zhichao, and jokingly said, "You are very interesting."

Song Zhichao looked at him and smiled, "Really?"

"Do you want a bicycle?"

"Yes."

"How much is your bicycle? One hundred and fifty, or two hundred? How about..." Long Jianfei said, took out his crocodile wallet from his pocket, took out 300 yuan from it, and rushed to Song Zhichao After shaking, in front of Song Zhichao, he let go from the air, and three hundred yuan bills floated to the ground.

"Take the 300 yuan, get out!" Long Jianfei said contemptuously to Song Zhichao, his tone seemed to be begging, and his attitude was more like alms.

The people around could see clearly, and began to discuss——
"Wow, this Young Master Long is really rich!"

"This broken bicycle is at most a hundred yuan, but I gave it three hundred!"

"Yes, this is my salary for two months."

Faced with so much money, as an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would not be able to resist it long ago. After all, in this era when the per capita salary is only around 300 yuan, [-] yuan is definitely a big sum.

Long Jianfei was very contemptuous. In his eyes, his favorite thing to do was to throw money at people, and then watch those who were smashed prostrate at his feet like beggars, bending over to pick up money.

As Long Jianfei's girlfriend, Deng Caidie also felt very happy.Long Jianfei throwing money at people shows that he is very powerful, and women like to cling to strong men. Besides, she also finds it very interesting to see those ants who have been thrown down by money—the weak are only worthy of eating dirt!

Fat San watched Long Jianfei play such a skill, and couldn't help admiring it, this is the demeanor of a young man-look, with only 300 yuan, he can smash people to death, making them look like beggars!Nima, I'm so relieved!
At this moment, no matter if it was Long Jianfei, Deng Caidie, or Fat San, they all waited proudly to see that Song Zhichao was ugly, prostrated himself on the ground, as if kowtowing to them, and went to pick up the falling 300 yuan.

but--
Song Zhichao glanced at the 300 yuan, and said to Long Jianfei calmly and seriously, "I'm not short of money."

Long Jianfei: "..."

Deng Caidie: "..."

And Fat San and the others: "..."

nonsense!Absolutely talking nonsense!

How can there be no shortage of money in this world?
Long Jianfei thinks he has a lot of money, but sometimes he also feels that he is short of money, especially when it comes to stocks, the more money the better.

But now, this bastard actually said that he is not short of money?Aren't you talking nonsense and deceiving people in front of everyone?How can a person be so shameless!

Long Jianfei smiled instead of anger——
Fat San next to him saw Long Jianfei's expression, and just now felt that his "smile instead of anger" just now was not in place, his eyes were not fierce enough, and his attitude was not gloomy enough-you need to learn more, your temperament should not be superficial, and you are not a bad person So easy to do.

Long Jianfei pointed at the money on the ground, looked at Song Zhichao evilly, and said in a gloomy tone, "You think it's too little?"

Song Zhichao answered seriously: "I'm not short of money."

Day, the same sentence.

Long Jianfei: "..."

"If you think it's too little, I'll give you a few more, young master, I have plenty of money!" After finishing speaking, Long Jianfei took out his wallet again, took out a wad of money from it, and flew towards Song Zhichao's face: "One piece of money!" , two, three, four, five—enough!"

The crowd watching the bustle around fell silent for a while.

500 yuan, plus the previous 300 yuan-eight hundred!

Eight hundred for a bicycle?

Having money is willful.

Everyone was silent, only the tape booth on the street sang loudly: "Do you know, do you know, the flowers I've been waiting for are also withering..." It is the new song of the king Jacky Cheung this year, affectionate and touching.

……

On the ground, brand new 800 yuan bills were scattered.

In this era, ten-yuan banknotes are generally circulated in the market, and hundred-yuan bills are rare. Therefore, the 800 yuan bills are enough to dazzle people.

At this moment, facing the 800 yuan scattered on the ground, Song Zhichao smiled, and then he bent down.

The people around sighed, after all, they still couldn't help it, young people should love money.

Yes, with so much money, who wouldn't be tempted?

800 yuan is more than half a year's salary for many people.

Long Jianfei was very proud. He looked contemptuously at Song Zhichao who was bending over to pick up the money, and said to himself, he still won, and it was fun to throw money at people. He didn't make this guy succumb just now, but he just smashed a little less——— I thought it was a hard bone, but I didn't expect it to be a soft bone cat. As long as you give a lot, you will be very low.

Deng Caidie looked at Song Zhichao who was bending over to pick up the money, curled her red lips, and her face was full of contempt.Originally, she saw that Song Zhichao was quite handsome, and he was considered a good boy, but when Song Zhichao didn't ask for 300 yuan, Deng Caidie's eyes lit up, and she felt that this young man was quite arrogant, but now—it turned out to be a greedy ghost!
Fat San had a sneer on his face, looking at Song Zhichao who was bending over to pick up the money, he really wanted to go up and kick him to the ground——pretend, let you pretend just now!It turned out that it was not because of arrogance, but because of less money!

Fuck, the fat man hates a poor guy like you the most!
Nie Weidong, who was crushed on the ground and couldn't get up, also looked at Song Zhichao bending over to pick up the money. Before he saw Song Zhichao standing up to help him, he was grateful; seeing that he was not moved by money, his gratitude turned into admiration, but now ---
It turns out that people are really insignificant, the so-called tallness does not exist at all, and they are vulnerable to money and interests!
despise!

Many people despise Song Zhichao!
I despise Song Zhichao who is bending over to pick up money on the ground seriously!

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