Tricky live broadcast: Sister Zhou is scared to cry with a sentence

Chapter 205 Tu Lao Liu waved his big hand, and everyone was stunned on the spot: "I want to take it, eight yuan!"

The few people who saw him looked at him dumbfounded.

Su Yang said suspiciously: "What's the matter, isn't it just that there is no appointment? Why do you have such an expression?"

No appointment, no appointment!

When the little leader came back to his senses, he felt a little joy in his heart, but he showed a troubled expression on his face: "There is a rule in our bank that large withdrawals need to be made in advance. If you don't make an appointment, you won't be able to withdraw money today."

Su Yang blinked: "The money I want to withdraw is not much."

"Don't embarrass me, let's go." Mozi covered his face without seeing, and then lightly bumped Su Yang with his elbow.

This guy told her before coming here.

A lot of money to withdraw today.

So now I heard Su Yang say that the money to be withdrawn is not much.

Mozi thought that he was the sixth child who had committed another temper tantrum and wanted to play tricks on other people's banks.

But a place like a bank is simply not a place where you can cheat and solve problems.

It's better to go home and make an appointment, and then come back in two days.

If the stinky old man needs cash in a hurry, at worst, he can find some ways for him.

"It's definitely not a big money for you, after all, the strength lies here, but for our branches, that number is really not small."

The little leader didn't dare to offend customers of this level, and pointed to the convoy outside the door with a smile, and gestured to the eight bodyguards carrying lockboxes behind Su Yang with his eyes.

The meaning is obvious.

You're all over this battle.

You said not much, who would believe it?
"No, believe me, the amount of money I want to withdraw is really not that much."

Su Yang's eyes were sincere and his tone was sincere, but just halfway through his speech, Mozi interrupted him by tugging at his sleeve.

"Smelly Sixth, let's go back first. I'll figure out how much money you want to spend. Don't talk about it anymore." Mozi was afraid that Su Yang would quarrel with others here. Once it caused bad effects, it would be a fatal blow to his live broadcasting career.

in the live room.

The water friends are also sending barrage to persuade Su Yang to go back.

of course.

Except for those anchors who were trying to make trouble, except for those anchors who used trumpets to mix in.

They wished that Su Yang would continue to mess around, and it would be better to expand his influence infinitely!

As long as Su Yang takes action on the blood of an institution like a bank.

They come to fuel the flames again.

Maybe I can get a whole platform blocking gift package for this guy to play with!
The eighteenth princes' campaign for Dong has not yet officially started.

You can announce your graduation right away!

Just as this group of people stared at the screen and rubbed their hands nervously.

The next scene.

They were almost overwhelmed by the overwhelming sense of happiness!

It turned out that Su Yang not only did not listen to the persuasion of Mozi and the water friends.

Instead, he walked quickly to the counter.

Sitting down.

This is so sleepy, I came to give you a pillow!

If Su Yang does this.

It is difficult for them to succeed in their pursuit of Dong Daye!
This group of fellow anchors instantly beamed with joy, as if they had seen the picture bully being banned.

Tens of millions of traffic returned to their bright future.

But the water friends and Mozi couldn't laugh anymore.

Mozi stomped her feet angrily.

Talk to this guy well, why doesn't he listen.

Do you have to ruin your bright future to be happy!

He kindly thought of him, but the stinky sixth boy didn't listen to him at all.

Mozi was angry and wronged.

It was like a big stone was blocked in my heart.

Am I still kidding you about this kind of thing?

Just listen to me once what's wrong...

The barrage in the live broadcast room fell like snowflakes.

[Anchor, you need to listen to my advice, go back with Mozi quickly, you can withdraw the money anytime, don't make troubles! 】

[Picture Lao Liu, the bank is not a place to mess around. It's our problem that we didn't make an appointment in advance. If things go wrong, we can't take it for granted! 】

【Yeah, hurry up and go back with Mozi, you are considered a public figure now, it would be such a big trouble to have a conflict with the bank! 】

[Anchor, look, everyone is advising you, stop being stubborn, go back and make an appointment, we can come back in two days or not. 】

[That is, even if 2000 million may not be much money to you, but this kind of branch really doesn't have that much cash flow, even if you kill them, you can't withdraw so much money! 】

The water friends were afraid of this thing, and one or two were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

But Su Yang, sitting on the chair in front of the counter, is as stable as Mount Tai.

The anchors were overjoyed again, almost grinning from the corners of their mouths to the back of their ears.

It's fine, it's fine if you don't listen to advice.

Master Tutai come on!
We are optimistic about your self-inflicted drive!

We must continue to carry forward!

"Come on, here's my bank card."

Su Yang sat in front of the counter doing his own thing, took out his bank card from his trouser pocket and handed it over.

"Ugh……"

Mozi couldn't help but sighed, and gave the little leader who wanted to stop Su Yang a waiting look.

It's good to let this guy try it, and he can give up when the staff clearly tells him that he can't take it.

At that time, if he still wants to mess around.

I forcibly dragged him away.

You can't just watch him make mistakes.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mozi heard Su Yang boldly say the amount he wanted to withdraw:

"Take me eight dollars, please!"

"All in one piece!"

The voice fell.

In a huge bank lobby.

There was a sudden silence.

Eight or eight dollars?

Are you sure you said 800 yuan, not 8000 million or [-] million? ?
The water friends blinked their clear and ignorant little eyes.

He sent out a bullet screen in a daze and asked:
[Have you heard clearly how much Tu Lao Liu wants to withdraw?How did I hear that he wanted to take eight dollars? 】

[What the hell I heard was also [-] yuan! 】

[Hiss, could the anchor have made a mistake and said that 800 million is [-] yuan? 】

[Very likely, with such a big fight, I absolutely don't believe that the anchor is just to get eight yuan! 】

[Yes, the anchor is absolutely wrong!I feel that 800 million is less, and 800 million is almost the same! ! 】

The viewers in the live broadcast room would rather believe that Tu Lao Liu had to withdraw 8000 million yuan, rather than believe that this product had to withdraw [-] yuan.

The Maybach cleared the way, and the Mercedes-Benz Big-G team followed closely behind, accompanied by bodyguards in black suits carrying a large lockbox.

You said he only came to the bank to withdraw eight dollars?
What are you kidding? !

I've mispoken!
This guy is definitely wrong for a while!

The amount of money he really wants to withdraw will definitely not be eight yuan.

At least at least 800 million!
Of course, if there are those who don't believe, there will be those who believe.

Let's not mention those hostile anchors for now.

It's just some old water friends who are more vigilant.

Relying on their rich experience of being severely beaten, they were keenly aware that something was wrong.

To know.

Tu Lao Liu never mentioned the figure of 2000 million from the beginning to the end.

No one knows how much money he intends to withdraw!

And looking at the painful experience of being beaten by this guy in the past.

Whenever everyone feels that something is impossible.

On the contrary, it is really the real plan of this dog!
After realizing this.

This small group of old water friends were immediately startled.

Followed by.

They found another coincidence that they don't know if it was an accident.

Eight Mercedes-Benz big Gs, eight bodyguards, eight lockboxes, and what Tu Lao Liu said would give him eight dollars...

He even specifically requested that all the eight yuan be taken as one piece!

"hiss!!"

The old water friend with a keen intuition suddenly took a breath.

An extremely bold guess welled up in their minds, so much so that even they, who had seen Tu Lao Liu alive, had an almost absurd feeling.

Tu Lao Liu would not be...

Really want to take eight one piece notes,

Then put them into eight password boxes one by one,

Let these professional bodyguards each carry one,
In the end, a luxury convoy of eight Mercedes-Benz big Gs...

Take the fucking eight dollars...

Escort back? ?
...

...

　It seems that I still owe a chapter, emmm, I will continue to complete...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)