Dragon King of Beauty Protector

Liu Shuang raised her neck: "pick it up and talk normally."

"Yes." The man answered the phone and reluctantly smiled, "Hey, brother Bai!"

"Old place! Two Chinese roads." Said the man known as brother Bai.

"OK!" The man smiled and nodded. The call time was only a few seconds

Liu Shuang frowned: "do you still send cigarettes in your convenience store?"

"Yes! Ha ha!" The man smiled.

"What kind of cigarettes? Serious Chinese cigarettes?"

Liu Shuang asked with a smile. The man immediately nodded: "yes! Serious cigarettes!"

Seeing that he mentioned this problem made him a little flustered, and he was sure that the cigarette was serious?

The more sure he is, the more confused he is

"Come on! Go to your convenience store and look at your cigarettes." Liu Shuang pushed the man and said.

The man walked up with his head down with reluctance on his face.

More than 30 minutes later, the man took them to an alley.

Liu Shuang really thinks the convenience store is big

After a long time of trouble, the so-called convenience store is a small shop in the corner of an alley.

A small shop? Actually provide door-to-door delivery of cigarettes? And the guest asked for two Chinese cigarettes? Sounds like business is pretty good?

"Go! Find the cigarette!" Liu Shuang said. The man nodded into the warehouse and took out two strips of Chinese cigarettes.

Looking at the outer package of cigarettes, Wang Xiaobin frowned and asked, "where is the outer package soft skin of Chinese cigarettes?"

"I... I just took it down." The man swallowed his saliva and said.

Lie

Seeing his expression, Liu Shuang immediately thought of the word and smiled: "how much do you sell in China?"

"998! Market price!" The man said at once.

After hearing this, Liu Shuang turned and looked at Wang Xiaobin. This means asking Wang Xiaobin if he was right.

Because Liu Shuang doesn't smoke and Wang Xiaobin smokes, you should know something by asking him this question.

Wang Xiaobin looked at the cigarette box and said, "this is greater China tobacco. The market price has to be 1000 yuan, so he said the price is reasonable."

"Hey, hey! Officer! All our cigarettes are imported from the manufacturer! The purchase price is more than 1000! In order to clear the warehouse for sale, I'll sell one in 998 directly, and I'll lose my life!" The man said a little miserable, but Liu Shuang didn't eat his suit, opened the cigarette box and checked the cigarette.

At this time, the shop suddenly approached a middle-aged man and said carelessly, "Lao Zhang, come to a soft Yuxi!"

"OK!" The man surnamed Zhang ran directly into the warehouse.

Liu Shuang immediately asked with a smile, "excuse me, how much is a soft river?"

"You say he's here? Oh! One hundred and twenty-one! Good quality! Bar drop!"

"One hundred and twenty?" As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Bruce Lee immediately stared.

Liu Shuang looked at Bruce Lee and said, "what's the matter?"

Bruce Lee scratched his head: "Ruan Yuxi? Isn't it more than 200?"

"Yes, the market price of ruanyuxi has to be 240!" Wang Xiaobin also added.

Liu Shuang frowned and looked at the middle-aged man.

"241? It's expensive, little brother! You've been cheated! You might as well come here to buy it! It's cheap and easy to smoke!" The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It's impossible! I bought the soft Yuxi in the tobacco store. What's the official price? There's nothing cheaper than this!"

Bruce Lee's explanation caused the middle-aged man to shake his head: "little brother, the tobacco shop is full of fake cigarettes!"

"Wait a minute, uncle! How much does he sell in China?" Liu Shuang interrupted their conversation and asked.

"Soft hard?" The middle-aged man's sentence stunned Liu Shuang.

Wang Xiaobin immediately asked, "Greater China!"

"Oh! Great China sells 600 here!"

After this sentence, everyone was surprised.

Didn't Lao Zhang say 9981 himself just now? Why is it 600 in someone else's mouth?

Just as the middle-aged man wanted to tell them how good and cheap China was, Lao Zhang also came out with a smile: "brother, the soft Yuxi is gone!"

"Ah? No? It's impossible! You told me yesterday that you have a hundred new ones!" The middle-aged man was stunned and said quickly.

This sentence made Lao Zhang's face a little bad. He was stunned for two seconds and continued: "soft Yuxi was fully covered by a person yesterday!"

"Who is it?" The middle-aged man followed.

"A rich man! Ha ha! I don't know. Anyway, he left before I asked him!"

"Sleeping trough! This man is so happy? You must earn a lot! Invite me to a barbecue tonight!"

"OK! OK! Why don't you come back some day!"

Lao Zhang suddenly chatted with the middle-aged man and threw the Liushuan group aside.

The room was crowded with people. Jiang Chao was also hot and sweating. Liu Shuang was a little impatient and patted Lao Zhang: "Hey! Let me tell you something. I asked him the same question just now. He said you had 601 Chinese articles? Didn't you say 9981?"

"Ah? Ah?" Lao Zhang was stunned and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man didn't know. He nodded solemnly: "Lao Zhang? Isn't it?"

"You remember wrong! There are nearly eleven in China! How can there be so cheap! Don't those cheap four or five hundred yuan have to be fake cigarettes?"

"Lao Zhang! Did you break your head? This head is wrapped like a mummy? I remember clearly that greater China sells 601 pieces here!"

"That's a big promotion in my store! China has a discount!"

"Promotion fart! Look at your usual stingy way! Still promote?"

Just now they talked and laughed, and now they suddenly argued.

Liu Shuang looked straight and smiled.

If Lao Zhang had a cunning argument, she might not find out anything for a while, but his brothers helped her a lot.

To put it bluntly, I'm a fake cigarette seller. I haven't met him before.

"All right, all right! Don't explain! Show me your warehouse!" Liu Shuang patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Lao Zhang immediately panicked: "don't introduce, officer! I didn't do anything bad!"

Listening to Lao Zhang's "police officer" once, the middle-aged man was stunned and looked at a room of people in front of him! Each one looked serious.

My God? All police?

The middle-aged man has never been to a tobacco store to buy serious cigarettes. Usually, he fools around the grocery store to buy a box of cigarettes and rarely buy one. Until Lao Zhang began to sell strips of cigarettes, he felt cheap and bought them one by one. But just talking to the young man, he heard that serious cigarettes are more than twice as expensive as what he bought?

Because he hasn't been to a serious tobacco store, he perfunctorily said that the cigarettes in the tobacco store are fake. This guy is a typical guy who can't eat grapes and says grapes are sour.

But he just emphasized that Lao Zhang bought good cigarettes! It's all real smoke! Good smoke!

This was said in front of the police. Although he spent half his life in this alley, he didn't know the law. If Lao Zhang really sold fake cigarettes, didn't the police come to catch him?