Master, do you believe in love?Spit out two hundred on the car!

Chapter 54

When the director, who was still drinking tea, heard this, the tea in his mouth spit out immediately.

"puff!"

"What??? Isn't that guy just showing off? Why is it him?"

The director couldn't believe it, and asked the supervisor in front of him.

In the past few days, Lu Chen has hired three customers in the taxi, and there should be about six or seven hundred customers left.

Is it possible that the guests he carefully selected, Lu Chen, who has not been showing off for so many days, earn so much?
The supervisor showed bitterness and explained slowly:
"Just got the news that Lu Chen made another thousand dollars riding the roller coaster."

director:"???"

The director was full of doubts, he had never heard of anyone who could make money riding a roller coaster.

However, it seems that some of the more thrilling roller coasters will set bonuses to attract tourists.

The director couldn't help but ask: "Did he get a bonus for riding the roller coaster?"

The supervisor shook his head: "A screw happened to fall off where he was sitting. That was the compensation given to him by the amusement park."

director:"……"

The director fell silent. It took him a while to realize that something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head and asked the supervisor:
"That's not right! That's only 1000 yuan. Could it be that there are no guests earning [-] yuan now?"

The supervisor quickly explained: "No, most of the guests spent the money after they earned it."

"For example, on the 23rd, Zhao Cheng, he used the money he earned to buy goods. Although it looks like there is no money on the books, they all have invisible assets."

"The rest of the guests are probably the same. Only Lu Chen has been idle all day, so he is currently ranked first."

Hearing the supervisor's explanation, the director's mood instantly improved a lot.

Although Lu Chen is responsible for the flow of the show well, with his free and undisciplined character, he would really be ranked first.

The director himself couldn't stand it, let alone the fans of other guests.

On the other side, in the amusement park.

On the 23rd, Zhao Chengzheng was selling frog balloons in the amusement park in a frog puppet costume and a photographer.

The crowd swarming around was very hot, and in a short while they sold the balloons in their hands for seven or eight.

Zhao Cheng took off his mask and sat on the stone steps of the amusement park to rest.

Although the weather was hot, his hair was soaked with sweat.

But he didn't feel tired at all, instead his eyes were full of excitement.

"I bought a balloon worth 1000 yuan, and there are less than [-] left. This is going to be distributed!"

Zhao Cheng's face was full of joy, and he said excitedly to the photographer.

In less than three hours, he had already earned a full 1000 yuan.

If these balloons are sold out and the cost is deducted, he can make a net profit of five hundred.

This is much faster than him washing the car outside in the sun.

The photographer was also full of excitement, looked at Zhao Cheng and said excitedly:

"That's right! Brother, this makes money so fast, why do we need to polish the car!"

According to the previous speed, even if all the balloons are sold out, it will only take four hours.

Earning 500 yuan in four hours, isn't this job much easier than cleaning a car?

Photographers really don't want to work under the sun.

In less than a week, I have been darkened by three degrees.

If you go home after work, people who don't know may think that you have gone to work in Africa.

Selling balloons with Zhao Cheng, although the sun will occasionally be exposed to the sun, at least there is a shaded place, and the conditions are not so difficult.

However, Zhao Cheng on the side shook his head and rejected the photographer's proposal. "No! We sell so fast just because today is the weekend so there are a lot of people, but if it is a normal working day, I'm afraid we won't be able to sell a few in one day."

It has to be said that Zhao Cheng's business vision is very good.

Knowing that there would be many people on weekends, I specially brought in a batch of balloons to sell at the amusement park, but I did not let the temporary success get to my head.

Now their success is only based on the weekend.

Hearing Zhao Cheng's rebuttal, the photographer couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Zhao Cheng patted the photographer on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't worry, don't you want to eat braised prawns after today's work, I will definitely take you to eat!"

"Besides, although we are a little tired washing cars, we earn a lot."

"You can see that many guests and photographers can only eat a meal for two, which is much worse than us."

The photographer pondered for a while, and felt that what Zhao Cheng said made sense and nodded.

When Zhao Cheng said this, he was also very proud.

After all, he won over most of the guests, so he couldn't help puffing out his chest and asked the photographer:

"Have you seen the list of the real-time money of the guests released by the previous program group?"

"Even if we are not number one now, we must be number two!"

While talking, Zhao Cheng turned on the phone and found that he was second in line. He handed the phone to the photographer and said proudly:

"Let me just say, we are now the second, and now we have 520 three yuan!"

The amount of money they currently have is enough to be called a huge sum no matter if it is put on any guest.

But if even they can't rank first, who can rank first?
Looking at the list that Zhao Cheng handed over, the photographer couldn't help but wonder: "Then who is number one?"

The photographer swiped the phone screen with his hand, and suddenly found that Lu Chen's name was at the top of the list.

The current amount is one thousand 750 three.

His face immediately became unnatural, and he was naturally grateful for the guest photographer who invited him to dinner.

But for Zhao Cheng in front of him, Lu Chen was like a nightmare, entangled in his heart.

When staying at night, the photographer could even hear Zhao Cheng calling Lu Chen's name in his sleep.

"Let's see, who is the first?"

Zhao Chenggang wanted to get his phone back, but was stopped by the photographer.

The photographer held the phone and reminded Zhao Cheng:
"Brother, I still think it's better if you don't watch!"

"What's so good about this? Could it be that I'm jealous the first time I see someone? Really!"

Zhao Cheng frowned and grabbed the phone.

After seeing that No.1 was Lu Chen, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and he lost his temper immediately.

"Why! He's actually No. 1, he's so bad, and yet he's still ranked No. [-]???"

When he first joined the show, Lu Chen invited them to dinner.

But after Zhao Cheng learned that he had lost his money, he looked for it through Lu Chen's live broadcast playback, and saw Lu Chen driving away with his wages from a hard day's work.

Even if the beam is settled, Zhao Cheng is talking about the more than 200 yuan he lost almost all the time, almost becoming a demon.

It's just that I have been busy with work and have no time to ask Lu Chen for payment.

Moreover, Lu Chen was driving around the city in a taxi, and it was impossible for them to find him, so Zhao Chengcai slowly gave up.

Now seeing that the difference between himself and Lu Chen is his own 200 yuan, Zhao Cheng's head is about to explode.

"No! No matter what you say today, I will get my money back!"

(End of this chapter)