God-level baby daddy system

Chapter 9: Slapped in the face by a sausage

The scene of Zhang Qipeng's sudden appearance by Zhou Jinlei was naturally noticed by more than [-] diners around, but everyone didn't pay much attention to the conversation between the two of them.

On the contrary, Zhang Qipeng threw down 100 yuan and went to get the sausage from Zhou Jin's hand, which attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at Zhang Qipeng as if admiring a clown.

"Is this man mentally ill?"

"That's right, can't this kid see the current form clearly?"

"It's only 100 yuan, what's so cool about it? Could it be for a joke?"

……

Everyone started to talk one after another, and the eyes they looked at Zhang Qipeng became more and more unfriendly.

But at this moment, Zhang Qipeng still didn't notice this, and he still stretched out his hand to Zhou Jin like a stubborn man, waiting for Zhou Jin to hand over the sausage to him respectfully.

I have to say that this scene makes people want to laugh.

Seeing that Zhou Jin did not move for a long time, Zhang Qipeng was a little impatient.

Pretentiously, he said, "What? Don't you have any change to change this one-hundred-dollar bill? Don't worry! Once you get to know each other, you won't need to change the money. It's my tip for you."

This time, Zhang Qipeng raised the volume to a high level, and the sound reached everyone's ears.

Suddenly, Zhang Qipeng put a powerful hand on his shoulder...

"Good dogs don't get in the way! Where did you come from such a fool, didn't you see that everyone is grabbing this piece of sausage?"

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Qipeng was dragged to the outermost edge of the crowd, and fell heavily on the ground.

"It's his grandma, what bastard pulled me!" Zhang Qipeng couldn't accept being suddenly pulled to the ground. The key is that this scene was watched by hundreds of people, including his brothers, through the live broadcast. Got it? .

The live broadcast room suddenly became lively...

"Is this anchor a fool? Isn't it too funny?"

"Slap your girlfriend's ex-husband in the face? Why do I think you were slapped in the face?"

"Show off your wealth but get slapped in the face, I laughed to death...haha..."

Looking at the screen full of mocking bullet screens, Zhang Qipeng's face was ashen, and he was extremely angry in his heart because he wanted to save face.

Out of breath, he squeezed in from the crowd again!He slapped the one hundred yuan on the chopping board of the cart.

"I spent 100 yuan to eat a sausage! Are you poor ghosts still earning money?" Zhang Qipeng pointed at the crowd with his hand, completely unaware that something was wrong.

Snapped!
Suddenly, there was an incomparably crisp slap... There were five bright red finger marks on Zhang Qipeng's face.

"Silly dog! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear that this sausage is being auctioned now? The price has already reached 450 yuan! You fucking want to take it away for a hundred bucks, just to laugh Will I inherit my inheritance?" The fat man wearing the gold necklace said viciously, his face full of sarcasm.

From the thickness of the five finger prints on Zhang Qipeng's face, it is not difficult to guess that the slap just now was also slapped by this fat man.

As an out-and-out local tyrant, what he dislikes the most is someone showing off money in front of him!

Zhang Qipeng covered his slapped face with one hand, and was about to yell at the fat man, but when he heard the fat man tell the price of the sausage in Zhou Jin's hands, his expression suddenly became constricted...

What!The price of a piece of meat sausage has been raised to 450 yuan?

Zhang Qipeng couldn't believe his ears. Who would have imagined that an ordinary-looking fried sausage could be sold for this price, and it's not the current transaction price!Prices are still going up!

Is the world crazy?

Everything that happened right now was also broadcast live on Zhang Qipeng's mobile phone, and there was a burst of crazy barrage in his live broadcast room...

"Oh my god, today is an eye-opener. It turns out that meat sausage is a luxury!"

"One sausage is worth my monthly salary..."

"Do you still remember the title of the live broadcast room? Just wait and see how this silly host ends!"

……

At this time, Zhang Qipeng's popularity in the live broadcast room has exceeded [-], and it is still increasing. Most people want to see how he will end now.

"Boy? Are you dumbfounded to hear this price?" The fat man looked at Zhang Qipeng who was in a daze, and asked casually.

And a group of people around looked at Zhang Qipeng with a hint of sarcasm in their eyes.

For Zhang Qipeng, this was a hundred times more uncomfortable than directly slapping him in the face.He has never been treated like this since he was a child.Today, he was actually slapped in the face by a sausage, how could he accept that?

In his opinion, if he wanted to regain his face now, he had to spend a lot of money to buy that sausage, so that he might be able to regain his face.

In this world, there is nothing that money cannot solve.

Having made up his mind, Zhang Qipeng took out a whole stack of brand new hundred-yuan bills from the inner pocket of his suit, and slapped them on Zhou Jin's small chopping board forcefully.

A full 1 yuan!

"Is it an auction? I'm offering 1 yuan! Anyone else want to raise the price?" Zhang Qipeng raised his voice to the extreme, almost breaking his voice...

It has to be said that this stack of hundred-yuan bills is still somewhat powerful, and it shocked a large number of people at once.Even the fat local tyrant who slapped Zhang Qipeng in the face showed embarrassment on his face. Could it be that he is also a ruthless person?

Looking at the crowd captured by Qian Zhen, a mocking smile flashed across Zhang Qipeng's face.

How dare a group of country bumpkins earn money from me?Zhang Qipeng was very happy in his heart, as expected, money can turn ghosts around!
"How about Zhou Jin? Isn't this 1 yuan enough to buy your broken intestine?" Zhang Qipeng said proudly, with the corner of his mouth raised.

Then he added: "Do you know who asked me to buy your broken sausage? It's your ex-wife! But don't get me wrong, they want me to humiliate you, not to take care of your business."

Hearing such words, no one in the venue opened their mouths to bid with Zhang Qipeng. After all, if you spend 1 yuan to buy a sausage, if you say it, you will be thought to have a brain problem.

Zhou Jin looked at the stack of bright red hundred-yuan bills on the chopping board, with an intriguing expression on his face.

The day before, Zhou Jin might still be moved by the 1 yuan, after all, it was his salary for several months.

But today is different from the past, the current Zhou Jin is a person who can earn 1 a day!This is only the case that he only sells fifty sausages a day, if he is more diligent, earning [-] a day will not be a problem at all!So right now, Zhang Qipeng took out [-] yuan to show off, but he just treated him as a joke.

"You bastard with your stinky money! I won't sell Lao Tzu's things for as much as you pay!" Zhou Jin said coldly.

For a moment, Zhang Qipeng's eyes stared like copper bells, and his face felt a burning pain. This kind of pain is more uncomfortable than a direct slap in the face.

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