Chapter 175 The Mastermind omj1 (jhssd)
Zhou Tian walked out of the New Year's Market excitedly, clenched the two yuan in his hand, and kept shouting.
"I'm rich! I'm rich!"
He walked forward like a flowing cloud and a meteor, not noticing that a dark shadow was following him silently not far behind him.
After leaving the New Year’s Market, Zhou Tian turned left and right in the alley and finally turned into a teahouse.
Fang Zhiwei lowered his head and followed in, finding an inconspicuous corner and sitting down.
In a blink of an eye, Zhou Tian had already walked into the teahouse lobby, came to a man's table and sat down.
When Fang Zhiwei saw that face, he was not surprised at all.
Qin Zhong!
"How is it? Did you get the money?" Qin Zhong poured Zhou Tian a cup of tea and asked nervously.
"I got it! I thought you were trying to trick me, but I didn't expect that piece of paper could actually be exchanged for two dollars!"
Zhou Tian took out two dollars and waved them in front of Qin Zhong with a look of joy on his face.
Qin Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief and immediately started laughing too.
"I always do things in a planned way. What are you worried about?"
"Don't think I don't remember the awful things you did in the past."
Zhou Tian rolled his eyes. When Qin Zhong first found him and asked him to exchange the bills for money, he didn't believe it.
I didn't expect it to be true.
"Why bring up those things? My life is going to be glorious in the future!"
Qin Zhong had a happy look on his face. He had indeed followed the right person. Look at how fast Qin Changmin's mind worked.
Isn’t that bitch Qin Qing making some reservation?
She never imagined that Qin Changmin had made a batch of fake bills and could easily make money from her!
"Hey, do you have any receipts?"
Zhou Tian had already tasted the sweetness of these two dollars. He began to think, if he could get more receipts and then ask someone to collect the money, wouldn’t he be able to earn more?
"Of course! But you know the rules, one dollar a ticket!"
When Qin Zhong first sold the bill to Zhou Tian, he charged him one dollar.
He had promised that if he couldn't get two dollars in exchange, he would return one dollar to him. Zhou Tian knew Qin Zhong well enough to not worry about him running away, so he tentatively spent one dollar to buy one.
Make a profit just by turning around!
Naturally, he could get more of such good things.
"I buy more, can't you give me a discount?"
Zhou Tian was still thinking about making more money, but Qin Zhong already knew that the fish had taken the bait and waved his hand.
"Brother Zhou, you made money, and everyone else knows it too. More people will definitely come to me to buy tickets soon! There are only so many tickets, and once they're sold out, there won't be any left."
Qin Zhong actually used all his intelligence on this.
Zhou Tian thought about it carefully and found that it was true.
"Okay, one is enough. Then give me ten! No! Twenty!"
Zhou Tian has already thought it through. With his connections, finding twenty thugs will be no problem!
If everyone gets half of it, he can still earn another ten dollars!
It's a business that's guaranteed to make money, so what's there to think about?
The two men exchanged money and goods, and no one noticed that their whole scene was seen clearly by Fang Zhiwei who was standing opposite them.
Zhou Tian walked out of the teahouse contentedly, and Fang Zhiwei watched him calmly. For a long time afterwards, many people came to Qin Zhong one after another. He sold the bills in his hand one after another, and he was smiling happily as he collected the money.
"With such easy money, who would bother to do business?"
Seeing that all the fake bills had been sold, Qin Zhong took out the money and counted it carefully.
Two thuds...
There was a knock on the table, and Qin Zhong said without looking up, "You're late. There are no more tickets to sell."
"I don't buy the bills, I'll come to you."
A low male voice sounded, and Qin Zhongyi raised his head, "You're looking for me..."
Fang Zhiwei's face appeared in front of Qin Zhong, and his expression instantly became extremely ugly.
"You...Fang Zhiwei, why are you...here?"
Seeing Qin Zhong's panic, Fang Zhiwei lifted him up with one hand.
"Let's go somewhere else and talk about this issue."
New Year’s goods market.
Qin Qing looked at the group of people rushing over, and Ma Fangfang's heart was beating fast. If they really had to pay compensation, how could they afford it?
"Boss, we've got the letter of introduction, give us your money back!"
Looking at the people who came to ask for a refund in a threatening manner, Qin Qing was not panicked. She directly took out a thick stack of money from her waist pocket and put it on the table in front of everyone.
"The money is all here! If you want to take it, line up and don't interfere with my business, otherwise... don't even think about taking a penny."
Everyone stared at the thick stack of money with their eyes wide open. Finally, they all lined up in a long queue, holding the bills in their hands.
"It's my turn! It's my turn!"
Qin Qing was not careless either, and directly distributed money according to the order of queue.
One after another, everyone signed their names on the list honestly.
Ma Fangfang didn't even have the mind to do business. She just counted, one, two, three... eighteen, nineteen, twenty... When she counted to forty or so, she could no longer sit still.
"Qin Qing, if you keep giving us this much, how can we bear it?"
Qin Qing looked at Ma Fangfang, but she did not stop returning the money. In a blink of an eye, fifty people had received their refunds. They all left with the money in their hands, all with smiles on their faces.
"Sister Qing, why don't we stop for a while..."
Even the sight of white rice makes me feel bad, because this is real money that has been put into it.
"Boss, what? You don't want to refund the money?"
An old lady who had been waiting for most of the day saw Qin Qing being stopped by Bai Fanmi and immediately yelled in displeasure.
When she yelled like that, the neatly lined up team behind her also started to stir.
They saw that everyone in front of them had received the money, and now it was finally their turn. If Qin Qing said she would not pay, wouldn't they suffer a huge loss?
"I have to withdraw! I've been waiting in line for so long!"
"If you don't return the money, I'll smash your stall."
Hearing the vicious threat, Qin Changmin jumped out triumphantly.
"Qin Qing, I advise you to return the money if it's due! When doing business, you have to be honest. If you don't have integrity, who would dare to buy things from you in the future? Right?"
"Of course, I must return this money."
Qin Qing could see the pride in Qin Changmin's eyes at a glance. She already knew in her heart that the incident was related to Qin Changmin, and what she needed was solid evidence.
She continued to return the money, and when it was the turn of the 87th person, a cold shout was heard.
"Qin Qing, there's no need to retreat!"
Qin Qing stopped moving. Qin Changmin was feeling proud of how much money Qin Qing had lost. When he heard Fang Zhiwei's voice, he looked up and saw Fang Zhiwei carrying the emaciated Qin Zhong in his hand.
Seeing this scene, Qin Changmin's face changed. He thought to himself that something was wrong and turned around to run, but was stopped by Qin Qing.
"Boss Qin, you don't want to watch this excitement anymore?"
"What's so good about your money-losing business? Good dog, stay out of the way!"
Qin Changmin's eyes wandered around, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Qing. Qin Qing waved her hand, and Lei Zi stepped forward and grabbed Qin Changmin.
"Uncle Changmin, you've been watching for so long, it won't hurt to watch a little longer."
After being clamped by Lei Zi, Qin Changmin felt as if his arm was clamped by an iron clamp and he couldn't move at all.
He looked up and happened to see Qin Zhong looking at him for help. Fang Zhiwei stood between the two of them and looked at Qin Zhong coldly.
"Tell me the truth, what good things have you done?"
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