Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

"Sir, we are signing the bill. If you don't go out again, I will call security!" The manager frowned.

Lu Bingwen was not frightened. He looked at the unsigned contract between the two parties: "Freedom of trade, you haven't signed the contract yet, you can't buy and sell by force, right?"

"You..." The manager staggered angrily when he choked on him, but quickly calmed down again, and looked eagerly at the man in the suit: "Mr. Liao, we're all done talking..."

"Manager Xu, don't worry."

The man in the suit nodded slightly at the manager, handed over a reassuring expression, and turned to Lu Bingwen: "Sir, we have indeed reached an agreement. If you need to buy a car, you can go to the store and have a look. There are many cars that are better than mine. of."

"oh, I see."

Lu Bingwen softened his tone a little, and just when everyone thought he was going to give up, he smiled and snapped his fingers: "But I still like this car!"

"This gentleman..."

Mr. Liao, the man in the suit, wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Bingwen, who stretched out three fingers in front of his eyes: "430 million."

"430?"

The manager looked at Lu Bingwen's clothes up and down, and saw that he didn't even have a serious brand on his body. It was assumed that he was a gangster sent by a competitor's family to find trouble, and a trace of contempt immediately appeared in his eyes: "You can do it for 430 million. Going to buy 19 models."

Lu Bingwen glanced at him, too lazy to talk to him for a while, and continued to look at the seller. Seeing that he was still unmoved, he continued to increase his price: "440 million."

Mr. Liao's expression finally loosened a bit, but what he said made Lu Bingwen a little disappointed.

He said: "It's not about money, everything is first come, first served. I have indeed negotiated the price with Manager Xu. Even if you increase it to 500 million, I will not agree."

Damn, as expected of a special mission, it is so difficult to handle, even 40 yuan can't be moved, Lu Bingwen was furious.

However, 500 million...

Immediately ask the system: [If I report 500 million, is it beyond the reasonable range? 】

The system smiled and asked back: [The new car's landing price is 480 million, what do you think? 】

Lu Bingwen was a little embarrassed: [If you can't do it, just say it can't be done, why are you acting weird...]

【I'm the prodigal subsystem, not a foolish system. No matter how bastard the prodigal, he wouldn't buy an outdated second-hand car at a price that the new car isn't worth, would he? !Host, please wake up! 】

【Okay, okay, don't worry, I'll find another way. 】

Although he talked so comfortingly about the system, Lu Bingwen actually started to feel a little flustered in his heart. Although Mr. Liao had never seen him before, there are many local tyrants in the capital who don't like to show their faces. Maybe it is the young master of some big family. , It's really money as dung, there is no shortage of hundreds of thousands.

The trick of increasing the price seems to be useless, Lu Bingwen wondered if he made up a story or something, playing an emotional card, but the story here has not yet been transformed, and the door was blocked by Zhang Wenmao.

After asking what happened to the clerk who came over, he sneered unabashedly: "Lu Bingwen, you won't be so shocked that you have mental problems, right? Don't say it's 400 million, you can come up with 4 now! Yuan money?"

Lu Bingwen has been holding back his anger and wanted to choke him just now, and now the system is giving him money, so he can't pretend to be in vain. He turned around and sneered, and gave him a supercilious look: "Why, if I can come up with 400 million, what do you call me?" I say daddy?"

A person who clearly couldn't afford to rent a car just now, can make 400 million in just a short while?

Zhang Wenmao only thought that he was incompetent and furious, and nodded nonchalantly: "Okay, don't call him father, you can call your grandfather."

Lu Bingwen glanced at the mobile phone recording in Zhang Wenmao's assistant's hand, curled his lips and said, "Keep recording, don't stop."

After finishing speaking, he looked back at Mr. Liao and spread his hands: "Now, I really have to."

Originally, Lu Bingwen was ready to be rejected by Mr. Liao again, and wanted to let the system find some scripts to pull him to chat elsewhere, but when he looked up, he found that Mr. Liao looked at him with complicated eyes.

As a hot searched figure every two days, Lu Bingwen is still a little confident in his popularity. Does he know me?

I wanted to ask a few questions, but before I could open my mouth, Mr. Liao turned around and apologized to Manager Xu, then looked back at Lu Bingwen and said, "I sold this car to you for 400 million."

Lu Bingwen was stunned by the sudden happiness for a second, and then quickly reacted, waving his hands again and again: "No, no, no, how can this work, the agreed 440 million, not a single cent less!"

As a prodigal son, if you buy things at the market price, how can this family lose?

Mr. Liao also seemed to be "moved" by his "sincerity" and nodded with a complicated expression: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Of course Lu Bingwen was happy to be able to complete the task, and stepped forward two steps as if afraid of Mr. Liao's repentance: "Tell me about your account number, we will transfer the money now!"

While speaking, he had already started to log in to the online banking, and Zhang Wenmao and a few shop assistants beside him were stunned.

However, in fact, Lu Bingwen, who seems to be calm and calm, is anxiously asking the system how he should pay the bill. Will the 440 million be given to him a separate account?

The system replied quickly: [The host doesn't have to worry, just log in to your own account. The moment the transaction is verbally concluded, the required payment will be automatically issued. 】

Lu Bingwen logged into his account dubiously, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that there was a balance of 440 million. The moment the remittance record appeared, I was relieved when I heard the [Mission Complete] prompt in my mind.

Not long after, Mr. Liao's cell phone vibrated, he clicked on the bank's notification text message, and nodded to Lu Bingwen: "I have received the money."

Lu Bingwen smiled and nodded to him as well.

"No, that's impossible! You're a team, right?! Manager Xu, the two of them are liars, so hurry up and call the security over here! They're acting together!"

Zhang Wenmao couldn't believe it, the Lu family was bankrupt, Lu Bingwen didn't dare to resist when he taunted him so much just now, how could he spend 440 million to buy a car now, you know, if he wants to spend so much money, he has to Save for a long time.

Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

After he finished speaking, Manager Xu immediately took a cautious look at the face of Mr. Liao across the way. Seeing that he was not too worried, he was relieved, but he still wanted to shut Zhang Wenmao's mouth.

Although Mr. Zhang was considered a major customer in the store, Zhang Wenmao was nothing compared to him when he thought of the position on Mr. Liao's business card he had just received.

Thinking of this, Manager Xu immediately took advantage of the wind and began to refute him with righteous words: "Mr. Zhang, don't talk nonsense, this bank transfer can still be faked. Although we really want to do this business, but this person just now Mr. Lu also said that buying and selling is free, and our car dealership is a serious business, how can we play hooligans just because the seller doesn't sell it?"

At first, Zhang Wenmao was only shocked by the speed of Manager Xu's face change, but when he heard the last sentence, the expression on his face began to distort: ​​"You fucking pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, saying that I am playing a hooligan!"

The manager still had a professional smile: "I didn't mean that."

"Fuck!" Zhang Wenmao was spoiled by his parents since he was a child, and he was used to solving problems with his fists, and he clenched his fists whenever he disagreed, as if he was going to punch the manager at any time.

Lu Bingwen glanced at the menacing Zhang Wenmao, then turned his head to glance at the security guard who had been called by the manager to take his place in the corridor outside the door at some point, shook his head and said inwardly: "It really is a fool."

Just when the two sides were at war, it was Mr. Liao, who looked weak, coughed lightly, breaking the silence. He passed by Lu Bingwen and came to the door: "Zhang Wenmao, right?"

Zhang Wenmao glanced over his face with an expression of eyes above the top: "It's me, why, you want to fight too?"

Lu Bingwen took two steps back, estimated the fighting power of the two in his heart, and said that although Zhang Wenmao was a showman, Mr. Liao might not be able to beat him, but it was because he had helped him just now. , I don't mind being a good person, anyway, he has wanted to beat Zhang Wenmao for a long time.

However, Lu Bingwen still could not wait for this opportunity.

Because Mr. Liao didn't know what he said in Zhang Wenmao's ear, Zhang Wenmao, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly stopped firing, not only put down his fist, but also seemed to swallow his saliva in fear.

Could it be that Mr. Liao has some great background?

If it was in the past, Lu Bingwen might be very interested and go up to make friends, but now that the Lu family is bankrupt, he doesn't bother to engage in these boring exchanges.

Compared with being close to Mr. Liao, what he cares more about now is——

"Zhang Wenmao, you just promised that if I can come up with 400 million, why are you screaming?"

"Lu, Lu Bingwen, you...don't deceive people too much!" Because Mr. Liao was by his side, Zhang Wenmao's rebuttal was much quieter.

Looking at Lu Bingwen's gloating expression, Zhang Wenmao couldn't express his anger this time.

Carefully glanced at Mr. Liao, and found that he had no intention of speaking to himself, so he could only admit that he was embarrassed.

He muttered softly, "Dad."

Lu Bingwen chuckled: "You didn't eat?"

Zhang Wenmao was so angry that his face turned red, but he could only take a deep breath and said loudly, "Dad!"

"Hey, good boy!"

Lu Bingwen was relieved.