Compete with your nemesis to be a prodigal

After Zhang Wenmao yelled and felt the voices of the people around him holding back their laughter, he was ashamed and angry, staring at Lu Bingwen and gnashing his teeth, but he couldn't be too presumptuous in front of Mr. Liao, so he could only vent his anger on on the assistant.

With a slap, the assistant took a picture of the mobile phone that he hadn't put down: "You still dare to take pictures, you've done enough, right?"

Lu Bingwen gave two "tsk tsk"s with a look of disgust, stopped watching the clown jump over there, and smiled at Mr. Liao: "You are not bad. If it was before, I would definitely make you my friend."

"It's okay now."

Mr. Liao didn't know why he said that, and immediately reached out for his business card, but when he handed it over, Lu Bingwen waved his hand and declined: "For now, let's forget it."

Mr. Liao wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't know what to type, so he swallowed the words again, and ended the topic very interestingly, and asked Lu Bingwen: "Why don't you, Mr. Lu, go out with me to have a test? car?"

Lu Bingwen still declined politely: "There's no need for that. I believe that Manager Xu can sit down and sign the contract. He should know all about the car situation."

Manager Xu took a look at Mr. Liao's face, and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, our salesman has checked it. Mr. Liao's car should not have been driven a few times since it was bought. It is basically brand new without any problems. "

Lu Bingwen is not surprised that he buys a sports car without driving it a few times, and sells it when he gets old after a few years. After all, he used to be the kind of person who would buy something he liked and put it in the garage to wait for the ashes to fall.

Speaking of which, when my home was seized a few days ago, there were still five or six cars in my private garage that I bought and never drove.

Alas, if I knew it would be a disaster, I would have to drive out for a few laps after I bought it to have fun.

Lu Bingwen was a little bit regretful, but it only took a few seconds, and he soon regained his strength. Seeing that the system took out 500 million, without blinking his eyelids, he honestly completed its task, saying Maybe one day in the future, the Lu family can make a comeback.

Instead of complaining about yourself now, it's better to cheer up and get done!

Thinking of this, Lu Bingwen licked his lips, turned around and walked to Manager Xu.

He said that from the moment he received the task, he had planned in his heart: "I think Manager Xu really wanted this car just now. How about I sell you the car again?"

"This...isn't necessary." Manager Xu was a little embarrassed: "I just said that 440 million can buy a 19-year model."

Lu Bingwen didn't take it seriously: "When did I say I would sell you for 440 million?"

"Ah... no matter how high the price is, it's not worth it..."

Seeing this, Zhang Wenmao, whose arrogance had just weakened at the door, seemed to have caught something, stepped back two steps away from Mr. Liao, then puffed up his chest to give himself courage, and said: "What you just said is just and serious, Could it be that you want to force Manager Xu to buy and sell by force?"

"Hehe, good boy, shut up." Lu Bingwen glanced at him with a sneer.

Then, ignoring his ugly appearance of daring to speak out, he looked at Manager Xu: "Just follow the price in the contract, 400 million, and I won't ask for a penny more."

"what?"

This time, not only Manager Xu and Zhang Wenmao, but even Mr. Liao, who had shown little expression from beginning to end, couldn't maintain his calm face.

"Mr. Lu, you..."

Lu Bingwen raised his hand to let him wait for a while, and then said to Manager Xu: "But I still have to buy another car from you. When I came here just now, I saw a good Cayenne. The market price of that model should be around About 100 million, I will count you as 110 million, if this is a discount, you can give me 290 million."

"This..." Manager Xu, who was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time, was stunned for a long time before he realized that it was troublesome to go through such a toss, but for them, whether it was buying a car or selling a car, it was a big profit. A fortune.

That being the case, what else is there to think about, as if Lu Bingwen would go back on his word, he immediately waved his hand and asked the salesman around him to prepare the contract.

Waiting for the gap between the contracts, the few people around all had expressions of "I saw a fool today".

Lu Bingwen didn't bother to argue. Although in their eyes, he had donated 50 yuan to charity for nothing, but in fact he simply prostituted the system for 290 million yuan and a Porsche Cayenne.

This kind of business is not only not losing money, but also making a lot of money!

And since the system didn't come out to stop him, it means that this way of cashing out is acquiesced. Thinking of this, Lu Bingwen smiled even more happily.

So much so that he didn't notice Mr. Liao's increasingly complicated expression at the door.

Both the buyer and the seller were excited, and the deal was quickly completed.

After the contract was signed, Lu Bingwen took the key of the Cayenne, and when he looked up, Mr. Liao had already quietly left at some point, and only Zhang Wenmao was left looking at him with a resentful expression at the door.

Lu Bingwen had just made money and was in a good mood, so he didn't bother to talk to him and bypassed him.

This time, Zhang Wenmao didn't stop people even if he didn't agree with each other. He just turned around and stopped Lu Bingwen when he was about to go downstairs, saying inexplicably, "Just accept it when you see it. You won't be able to jump around in a few days."

Lu Bingwen didn't even look back, he just thought he had lost face just now, and he was unwilling to reconcile, and said harsh words in vain, and went into the car happily.

Driving the Cayenne for "free prostitution", Lu Bingwen went to the mall to buy some decent clothes at the first stop, then ate something casually, and after the hospital started working in the afternoon, he paid the old man one month's medical expenses one after another.

Because the old Lu hadn't woken up yet, Lu Bingwen didn't go into the ward to visit. He took a quick look outside and left after finding that he looked pretty good.

After coming out of the hospital, Lu Bingwen drove directly to the Intercontinental Hotel where he used to live. However, according to his current price, the presidential suite was out of the question, so he had to settle for an executive suite.

Although it is a lot shabby compared to the general set-up where there are housekeepers who ask you about your health, it is definitely much more comfortable than the express hotel where you stayed last night. After a few days, Lu Bingwen lay down again on a soft and comfortable big bed. Very happy.

But at this time, the system came out very uninterestedly to spoil the fun.

[Host, don’t you think it’s a waste of money to stay in a hotel? Although 290 million is not much, at least I can buy a two-bedroom apartment outside the Fourth Ring Road...]

The system is actually just a little puzzled, because its previous hosts all chose to buy a house without exception after receiving the first million-level reward. Regardless of the size, it seems to be a sense of security.

But Lu Bingwen, who has been extravagant and dissipated since he was a child, is obviously not that kind of ordinary person. In his eyes, millions are just pocket money, let alone a sense of security, so the idea of ​​buying a house did not exist in him from the beginning.

After rolling on the bed, Young Master Lu responded with what the system said before: "You are a prodigal subsystem, not a system that persuades people to be frugal, okay?"

System: [I'm just curious...]

Lu Bingwen almost got goosebumps all over his body when he heard it, so he quickly stopped: "Okay, you can just send me the task."

[Since the host has said so, well, but as a conscientious system, I still need to remind the host that the rewards for each task must be consumed within three days, otherwise the host will be punished~]

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier?!"

Lu Bingwen was in a hurry, sat up suddenly from the bed, grabbed his mobile phone and checked the balance, there were more than 2305 million left: "I should have booked the presidential suite just now!"

[No, no, the host misunderstood,] The system quickly explained: [The so-called mission rewards only include the reward fund issued by the system, which is [-] for finding a dog this morning and [-] for special missions. 】

"That is to say, I cashed out today...ah no, the millions I earned are not included in it?"

【Well, host, you can also understand it that way. 】

"Hey, isn't it just [-]? It's not that simple." Lu Bingwen breathed a sigh of relief, "It just so happened that I was in a hurry to go shopping in the mall today, and I forgot to buy toiletries. I'll just go there again tomorrow."

Fifty-five thousand may be half a year's expenses to ordinary people, but to Young Master Lu, it is nothing at all. He woke up early the next day and was in a shopping mall near the hotel. until the task is completed.

Looking at the big bags and small bags in his hands, and the tens of thousands of toiletries, the system couldn't help but sigh again: I really followed the right host this time, this is really a "natural" prodigal son!

However, after this prodigal son came out of the mall, the next move made the system a little unpredictable. He didn't go back to the hotel, and he didn't find another place to squander, but—

Downloaded a taxi app and registered as a driver? !

Although Lu Bingwen did say this yesterday, the system only regarded him as a whim.

Besides, not long after he said this, didn't he just rely on his "little cleverness" to get money, shouldn't he become a driver again?

In this regard, Lu Bingwen has his own logic: "As the saying goes, the backing will fall, and the people will run away. Although you have performed well these two days, who knows if something will happen in the future. I have to develop my own career. , guarantee that you won’t be hungry in the future, right?”

The system was silent for a long time: [So, your career as a host is to be a car driver? 】

"Why, do you still practice professional discrimination in the system world?" Lu Bingwen joked.

[That's not true, it's just that I followed several hosts, and you are the first one to do this. 】

Lu Bingwen nodded: "I am me, fireworks with different colors."

【…】

However, although Lu Bingwen was impassioned at the time, he actually worked for two days and was warned by the platform because of his poor service attitude.

Looking at the three-star rating on the software, Lu Bingwen was a little frustrated. He thought it would be easy, but it turned out that it was not the case at all after getting started.

There are too many strange things among the passengers, but he has lived for more than [-] years, and he has never been the kind of smooth person. He doesn't know how to make people unhappy with a single sentence, and bad reviews fly like snowflakes.

Because the platform stipulates that if the star rating is too low, the amount of orders will be reduced, so Lu Bingwen has been running aimlessly on the road for more than two hours. If this continues, the money he earns in a day is not as much as the gas money, so he still does it. A hammer!

Just when Lu Bingwen gradually became irritable, the software system finally made a "ding dong" and the order came.

He glanced at the automatic navigation, it was the order from Yunsheng Airport, not far from here, fearing that someone would snatch it from him, Lu Bingwen quickly took the order, turned around and headed to Yunsheng Airport.

On the way the car was driving there, Lu Bingwen secretly swore in his heart that he must not talk nonsense this time, and he must serve the passengers comfortably. If there is another bad review, he might not be able to take the order tomorrow. up.

This hinted to himself all the way. When he saw his passenger outside the airport, Lu Bingwen stopped his car as soon as he stopped and planned to help him carry the luggage, but the strange thing was that the passenger was alone and didn't even have a backpack, let alone a backpack. luggage.

Maybe it was to drop off the plane, Lu Bingwen didn't think too much, just like the driver at home, he opened the back door and asked someone to get in the car.

It's summer now, but somehow this passenger is wearing a mask and a peaked cap without revealing any face. Could it be that he is a star?

Because of curiosity, Lu Bingwen looked in the rearview mirror a few more times after getting in the car. The more he looked, the more he felt that this figure looked familiar. However, because he was afraid of being discovered, Lu Bingwen quickly withdrew his eyes and concentrated on driving. .

On the way back, Lu Bingwen was afraid that disaster would come out of his mouth, so he kept silent, and the passengers behind him were even more silent. The carriage fell into silence for four to ten minutes.

Until the person was sent to the destination, Lu Bingwen turned around habitually: "Passenger, Zoya Cafe is here, do you pay online or..."

His next words were completely stuck in his throat as the man in the back seat took off his peaked cap.

Although the mask was still on his face, Lu Bingwen recognized the person in front of him just by his eyes——

Viciously, three words were squeezed out between the teeth: "Duan Zhuo Heng!"