The much-anticipated lucky draw session has finally begun.
Fang Zheng was afraid that the old men would be tired of standing, so he specially prepared a few seats for them.
Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao's attitudes are pretty good, but Zhang Dongxiang always looks angry when he sees him.
Fang Zheng didn't care at all. That's how the ancients were!
How could I, a young and ambitious person, compete with him?
In the lottery box, tens of thousands of pieces of paper were flying around like crazy, and waves of sound were forming in tacit understanding under the stage.
"Stop!...!"
Although everyone was amazed at this magical transparent box at first, no one cares about it now. Everyone cares more about the prize tickets in the box.
The host shook the handle and began to move his hand slowly down.
Soon the flying pieces of paper in the box calmed down.
The host then took out a sepak takraw ball and said loudly to the audience: "To show fairness, whoever gets the sepak takraw ball will go on stage to draw a prize!"
After saying that, he threw the sepak takraw ball into the crowd.
There was a scramble for the ball in the audience, and soon a lucky audience member was selected to go on stage with the sepak takraw ball to draw the prize.
The host said loudly again: "Come on, let our lucky audience talk about his feelings..."
"Hurry up!" "Stop wasting time!" "Don't let me see you on the street!"
All kinds of garbage flew onto the stage and things were about to get out of control.
The host pulled the lottery drawer directly to the lottery box.
“Start the lottery!!!!”
Under the constant urging of the audience, the fifty fifth prizes were soon drawn, and the fourth and third prizes were drawn one after another.
When it came to the second prize, the host still wanted to create suspense, but the angry audience rushed onto the stage and almost beat him up. Fortunately, Zhang Biao intervened in time to avoid an accident.
At this time, Li Yansong and the other two stopped pretending, took out their prize tickets and stared at the lottery box with great interest.
When the host loudly read out the first and second prizes, there was a huge cry of disappointment and shouting of cursing from the audience.
For a moment, the host's mother and pieces of paper were flying all over the sky.
Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao lowered their heads to study the lottery tickets.
"How do I remember this number? I'm getting old. My memory is really bad."
"Mr. Li, this is Nian Wu."
“Oh, I didn’t win then.”
Zhang Dongxiang, who was standing by, did not join the two of them and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"I...I won! First prize!"
Fang Zheng leaned over and took a look.
"Wow! It's really the first prize! Congratulations to Mr. Zhang. Come, redeem the prize now."
Zhang Dongxiang's face turned serious: "What a joke! It's just a small fry. I am not a profit-seeking person like you! Donate the silver!"
Am I only interested in profit? The old man is getting excited! If I don't call you a human being today, will I still be called Fang Zhengyi?
Fang Zheng turned around and jumped onto the stage: "Now, please invite our first prize winner, the lucky public toilet winner, to give a speech on winning the prize!"
The audience, who had begun to slowly disperse, looked towards the stage again after hearing this, with curiosity glittering in their eyes.
Zhang Dongxiang immediately looked at Fang Zhengyi in horror, and seemed to be shouting, "What do you want to do?"
If I really get up there, would I still be able to live as a human being?
How will you stay in the court in the future?
Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao's old faces were wrinkled like chrysanthemums. Not only did the young people disrespect the elderly, they also cheated them to death.
Li Yansong quickly took two steps forward, the platform was too small and he shouted to Fang Zheng in a low voice: "That's enough! Master Fang, that's enough! We can talk it over!"
Fang Zheng glanced at Zhang Dongxiang and saw that his old face was red. He sneered and said, "Okay, they are all my seniors, so I should give them some respect."
Then he said loudly: "Alright! Alright! Let's all go. The winner fainted from happiness and can't talk anymore!"
"Tsk~~" Everyone made contemptuous sounds when they heard this, and turned around and dispersed.
"Mr. Zhang! Mr. Zhang! Wake up!" Zheng Qiao pinched Zhang Dongxiang's philtrum and shouted.
I was so stimulated by Fang Zheng just now that I almost fainted!
Fang Zhengyi was afraid that the old man would die, so he quickly called the resident doctor. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured and was quickly rescued.
Zhang Dongxiang, who had just woken up, pointed at Fang Zheng and panted: "I have no grudge against you... why do you want to harm... harm... me!"
"Oh, yes, yes! It's my fault for not being considerate enough. I apologize to you right away!" After saying that, Fang Zheng bowed to him respectfully.
Zhang Dongxiang wanted to say a few more words, but he was choked and put down his hand in disappointment.
Li Yansong and Zheng Qiao looked at each other.
This Fang Zhengyi is too weird... There is no logic at all in his actions?
In fact, Fang Zhengyi didn’t have anything else in mind. He was just an old man, so he could just tease him.
He is not a criminal. He has no ill intentions except that he is a little tough. He seems to have a bad heart. He was holding his chest and breathing heavily in the court before. If he plays too much, he will be punished by God....
Fang Zheng then said, "You three have come here with carriages and horses. The party is over tonight, and I can arrange a carriage to take you three home."
Li Yansong bowed and said, "Thank you, Master Fang... We are ready."
"Master! Master! Something terrible has happened!"
Li Yansong was interrupted before he could finish his words. He saw a man dressed as a security guard running towards Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng immediately became nervous when he saw this, because this person was the security guard who accompanied Li Yuanzhao out.
He hurriedly said, "What's wrong? Tell me!"
"Li... Young Master Li has been kidnapped. The kidnapper asked me to give you a message, asking you to go see him to redeem him!" The security guard kept breathing heavily, and it was obvious that he had been running for some time.
Fang Zheng calmed down upon hearing this.
The robber asked someone to pass on a message, which means there is room for negotiation and Li Yuanzhao should be fine in the short term.
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