Ball Ball Cultivation

Soon it was Qiuqiu's turn. "These are the raffle tickets for both of us. I can draw twice."

As expected, Wen Na's luck did not change. She got two high-quality space cups, one of which could hold more than 400 ml of hot water and the quality was pretty good.

When it was Wen Yuan's turn to draw the lottery, Qiuqiu explained: "This is the lottery ticket given by the manager. We didn't take any extra. Do you want to confirm it?"

"No need, sir, just draw the lottery."

"Okay, just admit it."

The Five-Colored Blessed Land Mountain Spirit once again showed his European luck. When he opened the box, he found that he had drawn the special prize.

The manager who delivered the raffle tickets had a serious expression on his face and came over to greet the customer personally: "Sir, whichever car you choose, the discount will end today."

Before Wen Yuan could answer, Qiuqiu quickly stopped him and said, "We know what's going on. Go out and make a phone call and come back soon."

Qiuqiu pulled Wen Yuan out of the exhibition hall and walked to the corner. "We can't even afford the cheapest ones right now. You want to sell everything, but I'm afraid you won't have enough time."

Before Wen Yuan could reply, he heard the yellow-haired young man next to him talking on the phone: "Mom, give me another 100,000 yuan. There will be a promotion for National Day on October 1st, and the price will be discounted. I already have a girlfriend, so why not drive a new car after getting married?"

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"That old car can only be sold for 70,000 at most. You're in a hurry. Lend me 100,000 first, and then I'll sell the old car and pay you back 70,000."

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"I didn't buy the most expensive car. I just liked the one that cost over 800,000 yuan. My brother got married with cars worth over 1 million yuan, but I can't even get one that costs over 800,000 yuan. I'm not your sweet little darling anymore. Mom, just lend me 100,000 yuan."

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"I won't go back to Beijing. I'll find a way myself."

When the little yellow-haired boy turned around, he saw Qiuqiu looking at him with fiery eyes. He felt a little proud in his heart. He was about to get married, and there was still a beautiful woman looking at him with such passionate eyes. Suddenly he felt a little shy!

Qiuqiu doesn't have the ability to read minds, and Wen Yuan doesn't have the hobby of reading people's minds all the time. The little yellow-haired boy is very successful in keeping his narcissistic little secret.

"You want to buy that car with the promotional price of 880,000?"

The little yellow-haired boy nodded.

"Your old car is for sale for 70,000?"

The little yellow-haired boy continued to nod.

"I'll buy it now for 70,000. How about you go buy that car now? If you can, we can go together."

The little yellow-haired boy continued to nod.

Under the guidance of Qiuqiu, Xiao Huangmao found the sales manager and took him through the formalities. When it came to the final payment, Qiuqiu directly took out the special prize coupon and finally deducted 756,800 yuan from Xiao Huangmao's card.

When Xiao Huangmao had completed all the formalities, Qiuqiu wrote a contract for Xiao Huangmao to sign.

His car was bought by Wen Na for 70,000 yuan, and he still owed Wen Na 30,000 yuan, and all the change was wiped out.

While waiting for the new car to undergo final testing, the little yellow-haired boy pulled Qiuqiu and Wenyuan to the corner where they had first met: "Beautiful lady, can you tell me what's going on? I'm a little confused."

Qiuqiu: "Handsome, it's really nothing. My brother and I are here to buy a car. We have limited funds, so we can only afford the cheapest one. But my brother got lucky and won the grand prize in the lottery, which is the coupon with 12% off the marked price."

"We were originally discussing here, pooling our money, and wanted to buy a more expensive car, but I didn't expect to see you on the phone. Sorry, I just overheard a few words, but it's all fate."

"I gave you the coupon and saved you over 100,000 yuan, but I really need a car. And since you're selling your car, it's a win-win situation for both of us."

Little Yellow Hair: "You just took out a coupon and bought my car, which is less than five years old, without spending a penny, and still made more than 30,000 yuan."

Qiuqiu: "Handsome guy, even though you are handsome and have a unique personality, you can't look down on our luck and the fate between us."

Huang Mao was generous: "Okay, after the holiday, we will arrange a time to transfer the car to you, and then we will give you the money together."

"Okay, you take the new car and we can keep the old one. We need it for our vacation. I'll write you a letter of guarantee. If anything goes wrong, you won't be held responsible."

"This is a bit difficult. Wait a minute, I'll ask if they can help. They have a blank license plate number."

"The car hasn't been transferred yet, so is the license plate number useful?"

"Hey, why don't you write something and I'll record a video."

"Ok, no problem."

Both parties exchanged contact information and packed up their things in the car. The little yellow-haired boy was still holding Wen Yuan reluctantly.

Faced with the various invitations from the little yellow-haired boy, Qiuqiu had no choice but to refuse: "We just want to take advantage of the October 1st holiday to go out and play." I really don't have time to have dinner with you and deepen our relationship.

Wen Yuan felt a little uneasy because of the enthusiasm of the yellow-haired boy, and unconsciously read his mind: get in touch with European emperors more often, get some luck, and start shooting that project immediately, otherwise he would not spend the money he saved for a year to buy a car to show off.

"What's the matter with you? We really don't have time to eat." Qiuqiu was really helpless.

What Wen Yuan eats is not food, but a kind of alternative aura. If he gets too close to others, his secrets may be exposed.

"It's all thanks to your help that I was able to buy the car. Let's get to know each other." European Emperor.

"No need to eat, let's go to the store over there and sit down and chat. We only have twenty minutes." Qiuqiu pointed to the waiting room exclusively for customers behind the flagship store they had just left.

The little yellow-haired boy compromised and said, "Okay."

Qiuqiu said directly and seriously: "Fu Chubo, Mr. Fu, just say it now. If you are not satisfied with anything, just raise it now." Although it may not necessarily change.

Fu Chubo stopped talking: "There is a project on the 10th, and I want Brother Wen Yuan to go with me!"

Qiuqiu looked at him puzzledly: Are you kidding? Wen Yuan really doesn't understand anything.

"He has no idea what project you're trying to get. I'm afraid he can't help you."

“No, my family is in business, and my grandfather is from the Chu family in Hong Kong City, who tend to believe in some fantasy things.

As soon as I saw Brother Wen, I knew he was extraordinary. You guys just won the special prize, so I wanted him to help you out."

Qiuqiu looked at Wen Yuan. It was very common to have good luck, bad luck, or both. This could help, but it also depended on Wen Yuan's own willingness.

Qiuqiu looked at Wen Yuan with an inquiring look. Wen Yuan was still in the adaptation period to the new world. Even if he knew some of these things, as a mountain god for many years, his inherent reserve would not allow him to give a quick answer.

Fu Chubo explained: "As long as Brother Wen and I attend together, I will give a red envelope as a thank you no matter whether it succeeds or not."

Wen Yuan had used his mind-reading ability to tell that Fu Chubo was not lying, so he nodded slightly at Qiuqiu.

"I want to go with you, no other conditions."

Fu Chubo was so excited that he wanted to shake hands with Wen Yuan, but Qiuqiu intervened. He paused for a moment and said happily, "Thank you. The moment you agreed, I felt much more at ease."