Siheyuan: Kick the deaf old lady to death with three kicks, it feels so good

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Not long after Li San took the photo, his cell phone rang again.

If Chen Xiangdong guessed correctly, it was probably the other side that made money for Li San.

Chen Xiangdong sent the card number to Li San and added a contact number.

After a while, Chen Xiangdong's cell phone rang.

[Ding! The amount of .3842 was transferred to the account ending in 00. ]

[The current account balance is .15 yuan. ]

In order to avoid being cheated, Chen Xiangdong made sure that the message was from the bank, then he put the phone back with satisfaction.

At this time, Li San was grinning from ear to ear. He didn't expect to make 240 million just after opening the business today.

This made him so happy that he even took out his treasured tea collection. He first carefully put 30 bottles of Moutai into the safe. This stuff is worth 100 million yuan per bottle. If he accidentally broke a bottle, he would be heartbroken for half a month.

Li San brought the teapot, filled a cup for Chen Xiangdong, and handed it to him respectfully with both hands.

"Brother Xiangdong, if you need good wine in the future, don't forget me. I can't guarantee anything else, but it will definitely not be lower than the market price, and the payment speed will definitely not delay you at all."

Chen Xiangdong was not shy and took a sip of the teacup.

It tastes slightly bitter at first but has a slightly sweet aftertaste, and it seems to be no different from the tea that costs a dozen yuan a can online.

Then Chen Xiangdong told Li San about the small yellow croaker and asked him whether he would buy it.

Chen Xiangdong was too lazy to go to other places to inquire about the price. It was hard to say whether it was in cash. The most important thing was that Chen Xiangdong only had one day.

Hearing that Chen Xiangdong wanted to sell the small yellow croaker, Li San thought for a moment and then said.

"Brother Xiangdong, you know I'm not specialized in this after all, so I can't offer you too much."

"490 yuan per gram. If you think it's suitable, I'll take all the money you have."

He originally thought that Chen Xiangdong had only a dozen or twenty grams at most, and no more than half a pound at most. He just took it. Although he didn't make any money, it would be enough to please Chen Xiangdong. What if the other party still had Moutai in his hand?

This customer must be treated well.

However, Chen Xiangdong's next move surprised Li Sanda.

Chen Xiangdong took the backpack beside him and kept taking out small yellow croakers one after another from the backpack.

Soon a tall pile of them was piled up on the table.

Li San swallowed a few times.

How many grams does this weigh? I'm afraid it must be at least several kilograms, right?

After Chen Xiangdong took out the last small yellow croaker, he zipped up his schoolbag and put it aside.

"There are 43 small yellow croakers in total, each weighing 100 grams, which means 4300 grams."

Li San swallowed a few more mouthfuls of saliva. The 4300 grams of small yellow croaker made Li San feel a little regretful.

If I had known, I wouldn’t have agreed so quickly.

Seeing that Li San was a little hesitant, Chen Xiangdong continued.

"To be honest, I didn't take out all the Moutai in my house today. There is still a lot in the cellar at home. If it weren't for my old man's love for drinking it, I would have sold them all here."

"Third brother, if you don't want to accept it, then I'll go ask somewhere else."

After saying that, Chen Xiangdong prepared to put on his backpack and leave.

When Li San heard that Chen Xiangdong still had Maotai at home, his heartbeat accelerated again.

"Wait, Brother Xiangdong, I didn't say I wouldn't take them. This is not the first time I've seen so many small yellow croakers. They dazzled my eyes a little bit."

Then Li San took out an electronic scale and put all the small yellow croakers on it. When he saw the weight of 4300 grams displayed on the electronic scale, he directly used his mobile phone to transfer money to Chen Xiangdong again.

In order to have the opportunity to make money in the future, Li San gritted his teeth and accepted all of it, and even transferred some more to Chen Xiangdong.

The purpose is to continue collecting wine from Chen Xiangdong next time.

"Brother Xiangdong, take a look. The total is 215 million. I'll transfer it all to you."

Chen Xiangdong glanced at the message on his phone.

He even gave me an extra dollar. Was he afraid that I wouldn't sell wine to him next time, so he tried to please me?

"Third brother, I won't bother you today. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"In a couple of days, when I have time, I'll get you a few dozen bottles of Moutai while the old man at home isn't paying attention."

Li San felt happy again.

Judging from Chen Xiangdong's tone, his family might be not simple. He is probably the descendant of some noble person in P City.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to have so much alcohol hidden in the house.

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After leaving Li San's place, Chen Xiangdong stopped a taxi on the roadside again and went directly to the Dijing Villa.

Chen Xiangdong sat in the back seat, scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

At this time, five hours have passed since I returned to this world, and there are still 5 hours left.

If you add in the time it takes to sleep overnight, there are only a few hours left.

Seeing the driver driving steadily with the speed set at 59 miles per hour on the speedometer, Chen Xiangdong felt a little unhappy.

I was just about to ask the driver to speed up.

Then an accident happened.

A Mercedes-Benz car quickly overtook the taxi Chen Xiangdong was riding in from behind and drove parallel to Chen Xiangdong's taxi.

The passenger window of the Mercedes-Benz was rolled down, and then the yellow-haired man in the driver's seat gave the taxi driver the middle finger while still talking.

"You are so poor, why don't you drive this shabby Volkswagen faster? You are driving so slowly, aren't you in a hurry to go home and see your mother to the grave?"

After saying that, the yellow-haired man stepped on the accelerator and directly overtook the taxi.

Not satisfied, he quickly changed lanes, blocked the taxi, and slammed on the brakes.

This frightened the driver so much that he slammed on the brakes. Chen Xiangdong, who was sitting in the back seat, lost his balance and almost fell to the front seat.

Chen Xiangdong's face suddenly darkened.

"Damn, it's so great to drive a crappy Mercedes!"

The driver was still in the joy of surviving the disaster, just as he was lucky enough not to hit the Mercedes-Benz.

Otherwise, not only will your work be delayed, but you will also have to pay a lot of money.

Then the driver said to Chen Xiangdong.

"We can't do anything about it. He's rich and drives a Mercedes. If we can't afford to offend him, can we just avoid him?"

"As long as the person is alright."

Chen Xiangdong sat in the back row with a gloomy face and said nothing.

At this moment, he really wanted to transfer 100 million yuan to the driver, catch up with the Mercedes-Benz car, and hit it hard several times.

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