The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 521 Yes!
It's clearly a short distance away.

But it's like the distance between them is like the end of the world!

"Boss, you should increase the number of daily lottery draws for this lottery machine."

Zeng Yurou looked at him quietly, "I'm just a little short of..."

"Try again tomorrow."

Wen Twelve said with a smile on his face, such a low probability, not to mention three chances, even if Zeng Yurou was given three thousand chances, he might not be able to get a coupon, and even if he did, so what?
Three thousand chances.

It means that she will spend 15 RMB!And most likely a [-]% off coupon.

Once we get to that point, it will be clear who is losing!

Of course, Wen Twelve couldn't say it, and it was impossible to say it, after all, the discount lottery machine was his source of income during this period and even in the future!
Just imagine.

A person can draw three times a day and spend 150 yuan.

Ten people is 1000 people, 15 people is [-] people, [-] people is [-] people, and so on, that is a huge and objective number!

thump!At this moment, three voices suddenly sounded in his ears. Li Hui looked back and saw the familiar figures of three young people turning over from the other side of the wall.

"Boss, are you in stock today?"

"I want cigarettes!"

"Hey, why are there so many people gathered so early in the morning? Is that a claw machine?"

Three people, Wang Xudong, Chen Li, and Wang Zheng strode over, and then looked at the long queue in amazement.

"Discount lottery machine."

Wen Twelve looked at the three people wearing the same clothes as yesterday and said in a teasing tone.

"For 50 yuan a time, you can draw three times a day. Do you want to try it? If you can get a [-]% off coupon, you will make a lot of money!"

"Okay!"

"Let me try!"

Chen Li and Wang Zheng rubbed their hands together, with strong curiosity emerging in their hearts, they hurriedly lined up behind dozens of customers, waiting for their turn.

Seeing that Wang Xudong, a wealthy student, did not go there, but took out a golden card from his wallet, Wen Twelve said in surprise.

"Don't you try?"

"Try again later."

Wang Xudong chuckled, handed the golden card in his hand to Li Hui, and said solemnly.

"Boss, I'm here to fulfill my promise, this is for you!"

"What is this?"

Wen Twelve was taken aback, carefully sizing up the golden card, glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and said.

"Bank card? By the way, you also know my supermarket rules. If you want to buy something, just take cash!"

"Who said I'm going to buy something."

Wang Xudong chuckled.

"This is a bank card specially prepared for you. It has nothing to do with your supermarket...well, I can't say it has nothing to do with it at all!"

Looking at the doubts emerging from Wen Twelve's face, Wang Xudong sighed and said sadly.

"I already told my dad what happened yesterday, and he gave me this bank card. Boss, I want to ask, can the pills here treat early cancer?"

"No."

Wen Twelve shook his head decisively and said.

"The intractable diseases that my soy sauce can treat are mostly hidden diseases that have been left over for many years. I can't cure the early stage cancer you mentioned."

"Then will there be anyone who can treat you here in the future?"

Wang Xudong asked eagerly.

"Who uses it?"

Wen Twelve looked at him and asked.

"My Father."

Pursing his lips, Wang Xudong said with a worried expression.

"Not long ago, cancer cells were detected in my dad. Fortunately, the doctor said that the cancer was in the early stage, and the cure rate was 80.00%. here you are."

Hearing this, Wen Twelve immediately understood the meaning of his father's actions.

"Wait for me to look for it."

"thank you boss!"

Wang Xudong said excitedly.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His father was the pillar of the family. After cancer was detected in the early stage, his father collapsed like a rock that collapsed in an instant. As a son of man, he didn't want his father to cheer up quickly.

However, these four words in the early stage of cancer are like a nightmare, hanging over him and his family.

"but……"

Handing him the card in his hand, Wen Twelve pouted his chin towards the outside of the street, and said in a bad mood.

"You take out the money, I want cash!"

"okay."

Wang Xudong nodded with a smile on his face, and hurried out of the street, queuing up at the nearby Agricultural Bank to withdraw money.

Looking at his figure, Wen Twelve shook his head. He had a lot of things here, so it was no problem that he could treat them.

Soon, Wang Xudong came back sweating profusely, and put the handbag in his hand on the cash register. It was a total of 200 million. Wen Twelve also rummaged through the interspatial ring and a pile of scraps, but took it out in a while. With a bottle of Red Bull, he said in a quiet tone.

"Fortunately for you kid, I'll be the first to sell you this bottle of Red Bull!"

"Red Bull?"

Hearing this, Wang Xudong trembled all over, quickly turned around and walked to his side, staring at the canned Red Bull in his hand with stunned eyes, stammering.

"Old, boss, don't you joke with me, this shit can cure early stage cancer?"

His voice immediately attracted the attention of the customers who were still queuing up at the discount lottery machine. It was like cutting a dragon with a long sword. The team fell apart and all gathered in front of the cashier of the mysterious store, looking at Wen Twelve's hands one by one. That bottle of Red Bull in a can!

The customers on the side didn't hear clearly what Wang Xudong said, but the two words "Red Bull" really flowed into everyone's ears.

"Red Bull?"

"Boss Li, are you buying again?!"

"Fuck, I finally have a drink!"

Customers who are familiar with the mysterious shop are gearing up one by one, swallowing their saliva and looking at the Red Bull in Wen Twelve's hands.

And among these people.

Wang Xudong, who understood the meaning of Wen Twelve's words best, refused to take his eyes off the Red Bull. He believed [-]% in Wen Twelve's words. After all, the products of the mysterious shop are not ordinary products. He can say that this thing can cure cancer Early on, that's for sure!
"how much?"

At this moment, Zeng Yurou, who had been observing Wen Twelve's movements, asked the question that everyone wanted to know the most.

"This is..."

Wen Twelve touched his chin, pondered for a while, and was thinking about pricing.

Da da……

At this moment, a panting figure suddenly ran in. Wen Twelve turned his head and saw that it was Xi Daoyuan, director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, and quickly handed the bottle of Red Bull to Wang Xudong, looking at him in surprise.

"Director Xi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's screwed up."

Xi Daoyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. In order to get here ahead of those people, he almost put his life on the line, and hurriedly told him what happened just now.

"Hey, old fox."

After listening to what he said, Wen Twelve couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)