The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 447
Essentially, it's a matter of heads and ass.

Where your butt sits, your head thinks where it is.

This is perfectly normal.

For this kind of money with a vague definition, the situation is more embarrassing.

Buyers who use it must of course claim that it is clean money, that is, "white money."

The seller who collects the money will claim that it is dirty money, that is, "blood money".

There is a price difference of 40.00% inside and outside.

It is normal for neither side to budge.

If you're a buyer, you don't want to be able to use $100 for [-]% off.

If you're a seller, you don't want someone to buy $60 from you with $100 bills.

And if you take the money away with $60, what if you can find a place willing to take it over as $100 in the future?Then you will make a big difference in the price difference of the four cities at once.

In fact, the blood-stained U.S. dollars can go to the bank and be exchanged for a new U.S. dollar of the same face value.

However, the bank will naturally register your situation and contact the police to investigate the case and so on.

If you really got blood on the money due to normal circumstances, such as accidental injury - then you can naturally exchange the money without any psychological burden.

Even if you register, nothing will happen to you.

After all, you didn't do anything, did you?

However, those who really did something illegal and got their money stained with blood don't think so.

They dare not register.

These people dare not go to the counter to withdraw money.

Only dare to use the ATM machine.

It's just that I'm afraid that there will be unnecessary troubles at the counter.

It is conceivable that the dollars in this person's hands naturally dare not be "laundered" by official institutions.

The person who wants to spend dirty money and the person who collects dirty money cannot reach a consensus anyway.

In the end, the person who wanted to spend the money was very angry and said that he would not use it here. At the same time, he also complained that the profiteer just wanted to collect his free money at a low price and then spend it as free money.

The merchants murmured that if you like to use it or not, if you have the ability to spend it at other people's homes, see if they are willing to accept it at the original price.

This sentence directly annoyed customers.

He directly held up the two banknotes with a little blood on them, and yelled to ask everyone, do you think this is blood money?

Most were silent.

Then some people say yes and some people say no.

All in all, everyone has a different opinion.

However, no matter what, all merchants agree that he is blood money.

This is normal.

After all, if you say it's not, he may come to you to spend.

Then you must want complete white money more than this is still a bit risky.

Besides, you are also the shopkeeper who sells goods here, if you lose face with your peers, I'm afraid it will be a bit embarrassing at that time.

It's not good to hurt your peace.

Especially this is a special industry.

Many of the stores selling here have a little background.

In this way, if the other party retaliates against you, the situation will be a bit tricky.

Anyway, the boss is quite right.

This money can only be spent here as $60.

But of course customers are not convinced.

Therefore, he will probably try his luck elsewhere to see if he can use it.

"I think it's unreasonable to accept blood money. It's really just a little blood. It can be accidentally dripped on it when cutting vegetables or doing something else." Looking at this scene, He Nan whispered to Xue Li said: "Basically, it can be considered that the whole black market unanimously came to cut the leeks. Otherwise, you can say that it is worth 89 ten and forget it. It is the same price as all the blood money. It is really black."

"It's normal to have this kind of consensus among peers." Shirley commented: "It can protect the rights and interests of everyone."

"Well, except for customers." He Nan complained: "I don't think anyone will care about such a blood-stained area. If you go to a normal store and try to buy a hot dog or something, you might spend it. You can also It’s not blood sticking to this thing, it’s just tomato sauce or something.”

"Idiots can't tell the difference." Shirley smiled slightly: "Hot dog stand owners who can be deceived by such words estimate that 20.00% of their annual income must be fake money and dirty money. Some gangs can even use it to collectively Order lunch."

"That's really a bit miserable." He Nan clicked his tongue, and turned to look at the boss who came back again: "Oh, I'm back - [-]% off, shall we make a deal?"

"Take it, take it." The boss was obviously impatient with them: "But it's only for the arm blade. The arm gun is still the original price. If you sell it for [-]% off, what will I earn?"

"Yes, but you have to give us some extra bullets." Shirley proposed, "How about three hundred rounds."

"I've already given you [-]% off, and now you still want a gift? Three hundred rounds?! Are you making fun of me?" The boss frowned: "Miss, don't be greedy, okay?"

"It's not that you are greedy, but that you are clearly selling second-hand, and you still insist on giving us a [-]% discount for nothing. In fact, you are selling it to us at the real price of second-hand, without reducing the price at all." Shirley pointed out: " You have been found out, so don't hang on, okay? We are talking to you in a low voice now. Only we can hear these things. Doesn't it hurt your face? Then, you should try to deceive consumers A little compensation for this incident. And the compensation we want is three hundred rounds, that's all. Fair enough, isn't it?"

"Or, you can also sell us the arm gun at a [-]% discount." He Nan immediately proposed: "How about it, boss, which one to choose? We must negotiate some prices. Which fool would buy things at the vegetable market at the original price?"

If you want to open a window, the boss may not be willing.

But if you propose to lift the roof, he will immediately open the window.

This is the nature of human beings.

When you give him a choice, he may not be willing to do anything.

When you give him an option that is more harsh and unwilling to him at all, the previous option is suddenly much more acceptable.

Everything is compared.

"Tsk..."

The boss clicked his tongue in displeasure.

At the same time, although the expression was full of reluctance, it was somewhat helpless.

"Then it seems that we have reached a consensus." He Nan said, "That's it, [-]% off the arm gun."

"Who said I would give you [-]% off?" The boss immediately objected, and said instead: "I can give you bullets. But only two hundred rounds."

"260 rounds." Shirley reopened the price.

When I asked for [-] rounds at the beginning, I thought it was impossible to get [-] rounds, so I asked for a higher price.

"...two hundred and two."

"Two hundred and five, that's it." Shirley smiled: "Is it reasonable?"

(End of this chapter)