The one dollar that Wan Feng paid in advance was wasted.
"I don't want to play anymore!" Wan Feng put down the handle. There was no way to play this game with someone making trouble next to him!
"Ah? Not playing anymore? I haven't had enough fun yet!" Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng pitifully.
"You're such a big shot! Playing games with you makes me so mad I'm about to drop my stomach."
"Don't get gastric ptosis, we're going to eat something later. If you can eat, don't get gastric ptosis. Oh, right! How about we buy this thing and take it home? You can do whatever you want!"
Luan Feng always follows orders and does whatever he wants to do immediately.
"Boss, how much is this thing? I want it!"
"One thousand yuan!" The boss was not vague. He also saw that the two men and women were rich.
Wan Feng was already in a bad mood because of Luan Feng's anger, and this stall owner actually hit him on the head with a stick.
Damn, even an original Nintendo Famicom is only 370 yuan at most, and an original cartridge is 300 yuan, and you're actually asking for 1,000 yuan for a single machine?
"Boss, you probably don't know who I am, right? You went to a deserted place and asked around, and you're trying to extort money from me. Don't you even know what I do? You've got a new machine, and a whole book of original game cartridges for 700 yuan. Hurry up or I'll call someone to tear your shop apart."
The stall owner was confused when he heard this. Although the Wahou Market was large in scale, it was strictly managed and he had never heard of any hooligans or gangsters there.
In the past, those who tried to bully others in the market were always dealt with by the security guards. There has never been any forced buying or selling here. Why did such a tough guy suddenly appear today?
"Brother, this business of buying and selling is all about asking for a high price and paying back a low price. I'm not extorting you, am I? But you're actually trying to demolish my shop. I don't think the Queen will allow such a thing to happen!"
"Hey! I'm the one who made all the rules and regulations here. Don't you think it's strange to make an exception once or twice?"
When the stall owner heard this, he finally realized who the young man in front of him might be. When he came here to do business, someone told him that he should not be afraid of anyone who messes with him in the Wahou area. Even the captain of Wahou could not do anything to him as long as he was right. But there was one person he must not mess with, and that was the founder of Wahou, a guy named Wan.
He designed and created all of Wahou and Jiangwei, and he has the supreme position here.
When this guy is in a good mood, he is more docile than a donkey, but when he gets stubborn, no one can do anything to him.
The young man just now said that all the systems here were formulated by him. Even if he is an idiot, he should be able to guess who this is.
"Are you... Boss Wan?"
"Am I that famous?" Although he said this, his smugness was evident in his expression.
The stall owner slapped his thigh, acting as if he'd met you too late. "I was wondering why my shop was so bright and shiny when I came out tonight. It turns out that Boss Wan is coming to visit! I was so blind that I didn't recognize you. Damn it! Although I don't know you, your legend is always ringing in my ears. My admiration for you is like the unstoppable torrent of a river, just like the Tianshan snow lotus yearning for the sun, constant and eternal..."
Wan Feng was stunned. This guy... this is a qualified flatterer! And the kind of flatterer who can speak eloquently.
Zhou Xingxing! Someone figured out your tricks in advance!
If you have this kind of person by your side, his breath will make your steps lighter, and you won't have to struggle to walk anymore.
Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan laughed happily, thinking that Wan Feng had met a close friend this time.
There is no best in this world, only better things. The stall owner’s empty call of Wan Feng is nothing, even Luan Feng’s empty call is also empty.
"Since you're Boss Wan, then this must be your legendary chivalrous and charismatic fiancée, Ms. Luan, right? Ms. Luan's name is well-known, and my admiration for you two is as endless as the surging waves of a river..."
A tough guy with a soft heart? What's that word?
"Since your girlfriend wants to play a video game, this is not a small matter. Just wait for me to go back and get you a new one."
The stall owner turned around and disappeared into the market, leaving his stall behind.
Anyway, Wan Feng is here and his machine won’t get lost.
"This guy is more deceiving than you. You two should just get some wine to drink. I hope you two won't be fooled by him?" Zhang Xuan teased from the side.
Zhang Xuan deserves a beating. What do you mean by emphasizing the words "you two" so much?
The stall owner came and went like the wind, and soon he came back with an unopened game console and two cartridges.
"Boss Wan, this is an absolutely original Japanese machine, unopened. Your fiancée likes it, so consider it a gift from me."
This was just a polite remark. Wan Feng didn't think the other party would really give it away for free.
Wan Feng rolled his eyes at the stall owner: "Do you think we can't afford it?"
"Boss Wan, that's being too formal. Talking about money is so hurtful. It's just a small game console. Money is not as important as friendship."
"Are you married?"
The stall owner didn't expect Wan Feng to ask such a question, and hesitated for a moment: "It's settled!"
Wan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "On behalf of all the girls in Jiangwei, thank you. It's a good thing you're married, otherwise, some of our girls would have been tricked by you into jumping into the river and hanging themselves."
"Boss Wan is truly wise and powerful. I only married my wife after she jumped into the river several times. Otherwise, how could she have any use for me, someone as outstanding as me?"
This guy's skin must be two inches thick.
"How much is it? Tell me the number. The King of Hell won't give a damn about money."
"If you really want to pay, give me the capital. The game machine is 330 yuan, and the card is 280 yuan. Just give me 600 yuan, and I'll pay you 10 yuan."
This seems to be something in Lao Zhao's story.
Wan Feng counted out six hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it to the stall owner, then took the game console and cartridge and stuffed them into Luan Feng's arms.
"Hold!"
Luan Feng immediately hugged the game console, but after thinking about it, she turned around and put it in Zhang Xuan's arms.
"Hold!"
"Ah? Why am I holding it? It's not what I want." Zhang Xuan was not happy. She already had several things in her hands. She was not a truck.
"Do you want to play?"
“No!”
"Don't want to play? Even if you don't want to play, you have to hold me."
Zhang Xuan was speechless.
"Boss Wan, when you have time to come to my shop and write a few words for my shop, how about that?"
"Writing an inscription? Why did I learn to write an inscription?"
"Everyone says you're a great painter. If you can paint, you can write calligraphy. If you write something for our shop, it will surely bring glory to it."
What kind of painting is that? It’s not an ink-and-wash landscape, so there’s no way I would write any words on it.
"I'm leaving Jiangwei tomorrow and won't be back for a while. Let's talk about the inscription later."
"Alright, I'm always waiting for you, Boss Wan."
The stall owner bowed and nodded as he saw Wan Feng and the other two off.
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