Chapter 64
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Fu Ximing is a calm child. He didn't show much surprise after listening to Manager Li's words. It's really good for high school students to have his arrogance.
Du Ze laughed for a while, but he couldn't say he was complacent. He just wanted to let the prodigal son hear such news.
Look at the difference between him and Fu Shao!
It's best if he gets angry again, fights with them in the store, and tells He Honghua about this.
That He Honghua's company, they don't need to bother them any more, no doubt!
Du Ze's plan was good, but he never thought of it.
After hearing their words, Fu Jiu didn't even want to be angry at all. Instead, she picked up a mouse and asked the shopping guide, "How much is this model?"
That casual look, as if he didn't pay attention to them at all!
Du Ze frowned, and quickly resumed: "Now people who don't understand computers also come to the store to mix things up. In the future, this store should also get a VIP or something, and stipulate who should enter and who should be. Shouldn't go in."
Manager Li also knew a little about the Fu family, and glanced at Fu Jiu: "Manager Du, let's see what we do, no matter what these little people do, let him burn if he likes to burn money, this kind of thing The equipment is not cheap."
Du Ze was right when he thought about it. He Honghua's current wealth is not enough for this prodigal son. Buy it. The more you buy, the better!
But who knows, Fu Ximing also took a fancy to the mouse in Fu Jiu's hand: "I want to buy that one too."
Du Ze opened his mouth and said nothing.
Fu Jiu raised the corners of her lips, so evil, she blushed when she saw the shopping guide.
"I'm really sorry." The store manager heard the sound and came over: "This mouse is the same model of the great god, and this is the only one left in the store."
Only one left?
Who should it belong to?
The shopping guide girl felt that she should give it to this beautiful silver-haired boy, after all, everyone is holding it in their hands to pay the bill!
But Du Ze wanted to challenge the bottom line of being a human being: "Since it's a good thing, it should be given to whoever gives more money."
"This..." The store manager looked a little embarrassed. To be honest, as a businessman, of course he wanted to make more money.
But... this business is too unreasonable! No one will come to their store to spend in the future!
Just as he was about to say something, he saw a few people in battle uniforms walk in outside the store. One of them was about 1.8 meters tall. On Fu Zeming's shoulder, he asked in a low voice, "Mingzi, what are you doing?"
"Someone won't let me buy a mouse." As Fu Zeming said, he glanced at Fu Jiu, "Do you think it's interesting?"
The man laughed, somewhat wickedly: "Just your stupid brother, who robbed you? Lao Yuan, give me some rights to this buddy, we all play games, such a good mouse would not be given to a layman. Great."
Lao Yuan is the manager of the store. Now that he saw that even the professional team was here, he immediately said, "The one with the highest price will get it."
This is too bullying, the beautiful boy must be angry! The shopping guide girl thought, and looked at Fu Jiu with a hint of worry.
But what she didn't expect was that the beautiful boy winked at her very handsome. Then, he raised his thin lips, smiled lightly, and called out a price: "Ten thousand."
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Fu Ximing is a calm child. He didn't show much surprise after listening to Manager Li's words. It's really good for high school students to have his arrogance.
Du Ze laughed for a while, but he couldn't say he was complacent. He just wanted to let the prodigal son hear such news.
Look at the difference between him and Fu Shao!
It's best if he gets angry again, fights with them in the store, and tells He Honghua about this.
That He Honghua's company, they don't need to bother them any more, no doubt!
Du Ze's plan was good, but he never thought of it.
After hearing their words, Fu Jiu didn't even want to be angry at all. Instead, she picked up a mouse and asked the shopping guide, "How much is this model?"
That casual look, as if he didn't pay attention to them at all!
Du Ze frowned, and quickly resumed: "Now people who don't understand computers also come to the store to mix things up. In the future, this store should also get a VIP or something, and stipulate who should enter and who should be. Shouldn't go in."
Manager Li also knew a little about the Fu family, and glanced at Fu Jiu: "Manager Du, let's see what we do, no matter what these little people do, let him burn if he likes to burn money, this kind of thing The equipment is not cheap."
Du Ze was right when he thought about it. He Honghua's current wealth is not enough for this prodigal son. Buy it. The more you buy, the better!
But who knows, Fu Ximing also took a fancy to the mouse in Fu Jiu's hand: "I want to buy that one too."
Du Ze opened his mouth and said nothing.
Fu Jiu raised the corners of her lips, so evil, she blushed when she saw the shopping guide.
"I'm really sorry." The store manager heard the sound and came over: "This mouse is the same model of the great god, and this is the only one left in the store."
Only one left?
Who should it belong to?
The shopping guide girl felt that she should give it to this beautiful silver-haired boy, after all, everyone is holding it in their hands to pay the bill!
But Du Ze wanted to challenge the bottom line of being a human being: "Since it's a good thing, it should be given to whoever gives more money."
"This..." The store manager looked a little embarrassed. To be honest, as a businessman, of course he wanted to make more money.
But... this business is too unreasonable! No one will come to their store to spend in the future!
Just as he was about to say something, he saw a few people in battle uniforms walk in outside the store. One of them was about 1.8 meters tall. On Fu Zeming's shoulder, he asked in a low voice, "Mingzi, what are you doing?"
"Someone won't let me buy a mouse." As Fu Zeming said, he glanced at Fu Jiu, "Do you think it's interesting?"
The man laughed, somewhat wickedly: "Just your stupid brother, who robbed you? Lao Yuan, give me some rights to this buddy, we all play games, such a good mouse would not be given to a layman. Great."
Lao Yuan is the manager of the store. Now that he saw that even the professional team was here, he immediately said, "The one with the highest price will get it."
This is too bullying, the beautiful boy must be angry! The shopping guide girl thought, and looked at Fu Jiu with a hint of worry.
But what she didn't expect was that the beautiful boy winked at her very handsome. Then, he raised his thin lips, smiled lightly, and called out a price: "Ten thousand."
Fu Ximing is a calm child. He didn't show much surprise after listening to Manager Li's words. It's really good for high school students to have his arrogance. Du Ze laughed for a while, but he couldn't say he was complacent. He just wanted to let the prodigal son hear such news. Look at the difference between him and Fu Shao! It's best if he gets angry again, fights with them in the store, and tells He Honghua about this. That He Honghua's company, they don't need to bother them any more, no doubt! Du Ze's plan was good, but he never thought of it. After hearing their words, Fu Jiu didn't even want to be angry at all. Instead, she picked up a mouse and asked the shopping guide, "How much is this model?" That casual look, as if he didn't pay attention to them at all! Du Ze frowned, and quickly resumed: "Now people who don't understand computers also come to the store to mix things up. In the future, this store should also get a VIP or something, and stipulate who should enter and who should be. Shouldn't go in." Manager Li also knew a little about the Fu family, and glanced at Fu Jiu: "Manager Du, let's see what we do, no matter what these little people do, let him burn if he likes to burn money, this kind of thing The equipment is not cheap." Du Ze was right when he thought about it. He Honghua's current wealth is not enough for this prodigal son. Buy it. The more you buy, the better! But who knows, Fu Ximing also took a fancy to the mouse in Fu Jiu's hand: "I want to buy that one too." Du Ze opened his mouth and said nothing. Fu Jiu raised the corners of her lips, so evil, she blushed when she saw the shopping guide. "I'm really sorry." The store manager heard the sound and came over: "This mouse is the same model of the great god, and this is the only one left in the store." Only one left? Who should it belong to? The shopping guide girl felt that she should give it to this beautiful silver-haired boy, after all, everyone is holding it in their hands to pay the bill! But Du Ze wanted to challenge the bottom line of being a human being: "Since it's a good thing, it should be given to whoever gives more money." "This..." The store manager looked a little embarrassed. To be honest, as a businessman, of course he wanted to make more money. But... this business is too unreasonable! No one will come to their store to spend in the future! Just as he was about to say something, he saw a few people in battle uniforms walk in outside the store. One of them was about 1.8 meters tall. On Fu Zeming's shoulder, he asked in a low voice, "Mingzi, what are you doing?" "Someone won't let me buy a mouse." As Fu Zeming said, he glanced at Fu Jiu, "Do you think it's interesting?" The man laughed, somewhat wickedly: "Just your stupid brother, who robbed you? Lao Yuan, give me some rights to this buddy, we all play games, such a good mouse would not be given to a layman. Great." Lao Yuan is the manager of the store. Now that he saw that even the professional team was here, he immediately said, "The one with the highest price will get it." This is too bullying, the beautiful boy must be angry! The shopping guide girl thought, and looked at Fu Jiu with a hint of worry. But what she didn't expect was that the beautiful boy winked at her very handsome. Then, he raised his thin lips, smiled lightly, and called out a price: "Ten thousand."
