The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 503 Selling Pills
The beautiful policewoman's eyes were strangely wandering around the two of them. If she hadn't known Xi Daoyuan's identity, she would have thought she had met two lunatics.

"Why are you still here?"

Putting the cigarette into his trouser pocket, Xi Daoyuan frowned and looked at Zhou Wanying suspiciously.

"Is everything in the police station finished?"

"There's nothing to do without me today. I'm waiting for you."

Zhou Wanying explained patiently.

"My dad told you to come back with me for dinner."

"The old man is interesting enough."

Xi Daoyuan patted on a newly bought pack of cigarettes and said with a smile.

"Give him a good taste of this today."

"Come on."

Zhou Wanying rolled her eyes.

"It's better for you to take this health supplement slowly by yourself."

With that said, Xi Daoyuan greeted Wen Twelve, and immediately left the street with Zhou Wanying.

Wen Twelve put away the money and counted them one by one.

"It's 6 yuan."

Not to mention, although it is useless to yourself, you really can't imagine the joy of counting money, and at this time, after this "reign of terror".

Mituan Takeaway and Cheonan Normal University’s post bar, the tone of the mysterious store has changed again.

And this time.

Very different! !
“Awesome mystery shop!”

"I'm convinced!"

"The director of the Commercial Bureau came forward in person! A bloody case caused by a mud pill!"

"The sky-high price of cigarettes turns out to be a health product! Niwan, it turns out to be a panacea?"

After a storm outside the mysterious store, posts related to the "mysterious store" became popular again in less than half an hour.

"Look at the profile on his rice ball, the address is in the alley behind Tianan Normal University, right? I'll go and have a look!!"

"Team up, I'll watch too!!"

"The owner of the mysterious shop only accepts cash. When you go, remember to bring enough money. The minimum is [-] yuan!!"

"Go back upstairs and be a second-hand guy: just go and have a look, who said you want to buy it!"

"Go back to the idiot upstairs: If you don't buy it, rich people will buy it. I heard that the stuff inside is different from the coquettish bitch outside. Don't you want to know where the difference is?"

In a word, many gold masters in Tian'an City immediately moved their minds. Yes, if the director of the commercial bureau can come forward, the products sold must be unusual, and there is no post saying that an injured young man will be fine after taking the pill What!

then.

A storm is sweeping towards the mystery store again, and this time, it's a buying frenzy!
In the mysterious shop, Wen Twelve glanced at the remaining scrap products, there were still a lot of them, and a smile appeared on his face. At this moment, he was surprised to find that there were hundreds of people gathered outside the streets and alleys. Then he watched them helplessly, filed in from outside the alley, and walked to the door of the mysterious shop.

"Mystery shop? This is it!!"

"Boss, do you have 1000 yuan for a cigarette?!"

"I heard that a mud pill costs 5 yuan, is it true?"

"Is it really that magical?!"

There were more than 100 people chattering and chirping in their ears. Wen Twelve was a little confused, and immediately realized that these were all guests!
Heart Chinese Twelve is a little surprised. Apart from hanging the mysterious store on the rice balls, there are no other means of publicity. Why do these people seem to know everything about their store?

What he didn't know was that at this time, the Tianan Normal University post bar and the Tianan rice dumpling takeaway post bar had already reached a new level of discussion on his store.

Putting these thoughts behind him, Wen Twelve stood up from his chair and spoke weakly.

"That's right, a cigarette here costs 1000 yuan, and a pill costs [-] yuan. I only accept cash, and I don't accept WeChat red envelopes and Alipay."

As soon as the words fell, there was no sound in the crowd, and then you looked at me and I looked at you, and stood at the door of the store looking at each other.

They just come to confirm and see the excitement. There are not many customers who really want to buy and try something new.

"Give me a cigarette."

At this moment, a middle-aged office worker man in a white shirt smiled and took out 3000 yuan from his wallet and put it on the desk of the cash register.

"By the way, give me a lighter. I heard that the cigarettes here have to be lit with a lighter from the store. That's good."

"Only this one, no other branch."

Li Wentwelve said with a smile, and immediately took a lighter from the cigarette shelf, and took out a cigarette from the opened cigarette case, and placed it in front of him.

"Come on."

"Thank you."

The middle-aged office worker nodded, then lit the lighter, put the cigarette on his lips, and took a deep puff of smoke under the beating light of the lighter.

huh~~
He closed his eyes.

And this closed eye, a full 10 minutes!More than 100 people who came to watch the excitement saw his crying and laughing face, and then there was a touch of happiness on his face. Everyone wondered, what is this for? Is a cigarette like this?
When the cigarette was burned out, the middle-aged office worker man opened his eyes, noticed the tear stains on his face, raised his arm quickly, wiped the tear stains clean, smiled at everyone, and immediately became nervous, as if he was worried that others would follow him. As if grabbing it, he quickly took out 8000 yuan from his wallet, slammed it on the table, and shouted anxiously at Li Hui.

"Boss, give me the cigarette case in your hand. I want all the cigarettes in it!"

"Is this person going to buy something too..."

Seeing that he was carrying a red opaque plastic bag in the other palm, Zeng Yurou looked at his back curiously, the curiosity in her heart was constantly rising, she couldn't help but quietly mixed the electric car in the street outside the alley .

"Boss, just sell it to us."

"Yes, boss."

The time for one cigarette is said to be long, but it burns to the end very quickly. When everyone came back from the illusion, they looked at the cigarettes that had been smoked, and shouted at Wen Twelve one by one.

Wen Twelve shook his head.

"Limited supply per person per day. If you like this cigarette, please come early tomorrow morning. The store opens at nine every morning!"

After seeing that Wen Twelve was dead or alive, everyone was ready to leave with satisfaction.

At this moment, a young man with a bandage on his hand came over, carrying a plastic bag, and poured all the money on it.

"Boss, give me two pills!"

Seeing the 10 yuan, everyone was stunned. The customer who was about to leave stopped again and stared at the huge sum of money on the table.
"Give you!"

Looking at his bandaged right arm, Wen Twelve took the pills from the display cabinet without hesitation, put them in front of him and said.

(End of this chapter)