Looking at the signed contract, even Wang Lizheng was a little emotional. He didn't expect that a transaction worth hundreds of thousands was completed with a girl who was only eight years old.
The people who come to him are in their teens, twenties, and even in their seventies or eighties. But this is the first time he has encountered them at such a young age.
After confirming that there was no problem, Wang Lizheng said: "Okay, that's it. By the way, you write a payment account number to me first. I will transfer the money to you right away."
"good."
Zhao Qinglan picked up the pen and wrote down the payment account number and the name of the payee on the paper. This was her mother's bank card number.
After handing over the paper with the card number written on it, Zhao Qinglan asked, "Do you have any cash?"
"Huh..." Wang Lizheng couldn't help but be startled when he heard her ask if he had any cash, and then nodded with a smile, "Yes, there must be some."
Having said this, Wang Lizheng paused and continued: "However, I only have more than 200,000 in cash here."
Customers who come to Yulanxuan to trade have large and small transaction amounts. For small amounts, they will give cash directly. Some customers want cash to be counted in person and no transfer is required. They may be the kind who like to take money.
I feel like, who knows? Anyway, in order to meet the needs of customers, he naturally has cash prepared here.
"Um."
Heard there was cash.
Zhao Qinglan nodded slightly.
"Transfer 400,000 yuan to my mother's card, and give me the rest in cash."
This is what she wants to keep.
Now, Zhao Qinglan has nothing to use. This money is just for investment or retention. The rest of the money transferred to her mother's card will be used by her parents. As for how to use it, it depends on their ideas.
Already.
It's nothing to hear that Zhao Qinglan wants 100,000 in cash.
Just considering that she was still young, Wang Lizheng couldn't help but kindly reminded her: "It's okay to give you cash, but it's night time and you're still young. Wouldn't it be a little unsafe to carry so much cash with you?"
The reason is that she is afraid of encountering bad people on the road.
Zhao Qinglan shook his head, "It doesn't matter."
If you really meet someone who is not discerning, you can only say that the person went out today and did not read the almanac. Otherwise, he would not be so obsessed with cheating on her.
The old man sitting aside drinking tea raised his hand and said, "Go and get the money if you are told."
Despite her young age, Zhao Qinglan is not an ordinary person. She can insert a leaf into a tree from a distance. Such a master of the family, with a wave of her hand, ordinary people would not be able to look at her.
So the old man really isn't worried at all about her safety.
Wang Lizheng glanced at his father and then at Zhao Qinglan, a little confused.
what happened?
Is there something else that he doesn't know? Why can't he feel that something is wrong with his father's expression?
"Okay, I'll get you the money right now."
I always feel like there's something wrong, but I can't explain it.
Next, Wang Lizheng asked someone to bring money, and one hundred thousand yuan in cash was neatly placed on the coffee table.
The money looked very new, and they were all worth one hundred yuan each.
How much is 100,000 yuan? In fact, it doesn’t look like much, but it’s still a lot for ordinary people.
The money was all tied up, in small bundles and neatly stacked together. Zhao Qinglan took a look and saw that there were exactly ten bundles. That is to say, one bundle was worth 10,000 yuan.
Wang Lizheng stretched out his hand and said, "Look, here is exactly one hundred thousand."
He reached out and picked up a bundle, took a look at it, and put it back casually.
Zhao Qinglan said calmly: "No problem."
Looking at the money in front of him, Zhao Qinglan's expression did not change. There was no emotional fluctuation in his heart.
In fact, she is still happy when she has money, but she has always kept her emotions secret. Therefore, even if she is really happy, others can't tell.
Sold something.
Then you can go.
Zhao Qinglan stood up and took a look at the money on the coffee table. She frowned slightly. There was quite a lot, but it was still a little hard to get.
Her clothes couldn't fit in her pockets, and she didn't bring a bag or anything. So she had to find a bag to put it back.
"Is there a bag?"
"A black plastic bag will do."
Zhao Qinglan said it casually, as if the plastic bag contained not money but a big cabbage.
Hearing this, even the Wang family father and son, who had seen the world, couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths.
That's money.
Don't say it so casually.
With a chuckle, Wang Lizheng said: "Yes, yes, I have gift bags here. They are all made of fabric. They are usually used to hold things for guests. I will get one for you right now."
Zhao Qinglan glanced at her and said lightly: "Thank you."
Soon, Wang Lizheng brought Zhao Qinglan a gift bag to put things in.
The bag is made of cotton and linen. It looks very sturdy and has exquisite workmanship. It also has the words "Yulanxuan" embroidered on it, and the design is retro and elegant.
This is a handbag, which can be used to carry anything.
After getting the handbag, Zhao Qinglan reached out and picked up the cash on the coffee table and put it into the bag.
Next, Wang Lizheng asked the finance department to transfer 400,000 yuan to Zhao Qinglan's mother's card.
After confirming that it was correct, he looked at Zhao Qinglan and said: "The four hundred thousand has been transferred to your mother's card. When you get back, ask her to check the text messages."
Zhao Qinglan responded, "Yeah."
After getting the money, Zhao Qinglan was ready to leave.
Before leaving, she nodded slightly to the two of them and whispered: "Thank you for the hospitality."
Hearing this, the old man rolled his eyes at her and said, "I still entertained her, so I took a sip of water."
"I go first."
"Lan Lan, I'll see you off. I just happen to be going back too."
"Need not……"
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After walking out of Magnolia Pavilion, Zhao Qinglan did not continue shopping and walked directly towards the place where his parents set up a stall.
This time is when the night market is busiest, with many people.
Zhao Qinglan still prefers quiet, the noise in this kind of place makes his head hurt.
After arriving at the place where his parents set up a stall, Zhao Qinglan saw a lot of people standing in front of the stall from a distance, and heard noises.
"It's okay if you don't pay for food, why are you pushing others?"
"Get out of the way, bitch, I haven't talked to you yet. We all said we wanted it to be cooked. What are you frying for us? It's half-cooked."
"Obviously you said you wanted to eat raw food, so my wife fried it raw. How can you beat me up?"
It's her parents!!!
Zhao Qinglan's face darkened and he quickly stepped forward.
At this time, Father Zhao was getting up from the ground, and his hand was obviously bruised. Mother Zhao was holding his hand with a distressed look on her face.
"You are going too far."
After running a stall for so long, this is the first time Lin Qiaoqiao has encountered someone who eats Bawang Meal. Even if they don’t pay for the food, they still have such a bad attitude.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zhao Qinglan's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand and slapped him in the air.