There was really too much noise among the Pao people in Tong County. Even though Daxia tried his best to suppress the news, spies still spread the news.
Not to mention, the flying man who appeared in front of everyone in the sky——Chen Zhijun.
Ever since Chen Zhijun flew to the mountains and found several elderly people from Tuanjie Village who were hiding and waiting to die.
He finally discovered the correct way to use Feitian's little wings.
The next day, he flew directly into the sky and acted as Superman for a day.
Just after he rescued the fifth trapped girl from the roof, he was called to an emergency stop from above.
Chen Zhijun later wondered whether it was because he flew too high and violated aviation flight control regulations?
He rubbed his palms, feeling extremely innocent. It was no wonder that he was on the trapeze for the first time.
Of course the reason why he was stopped urgently was not this, but that he was too high-profile...
Only some of the people in the bubble saw Chen Zhijun flying in the sky, but the whole city saw it with their own eyes.
Wolverine is only online, and can also remove videos, suppress and guide public opinion, and divert attention to suppress the news.
So what about this time? How to explain?
Zheng Xihe's face was expressionless, and he didn't know how to deal with it for the first time.
Chen Zhijun shrank his neck, "Well, um...did I do something wrong?"
Zheng Xihe stroked his forehead and said, "...it's okay, someone will come and look for you later."
The lucky buyer of Sangsang Grocery Store appeared.
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"Sang Sang, Sang Sang, did you see someone flying in the sky just now..."
Bai Ruang excitedly circled around Sangsang with the puppy that had eaten the bone.
"It's really amazing. I don't know if I can buy it with money. I want to go to heaven."
Sang Sang's eyes turned into mosquito-repellent incense because of the red eyes, "You can buy it."
"I wonder if three million will allow that person to sell me the little wings on his back..."
Sangsang, who was leaning lazily on the chair, suddenly straightened up and asked, "How much did you just say?"
Bai Duan: "Three million might not be enough."
There are many rich people in Daxia, and three million is not necessarily competitive.
But three million is the limit he can spend now.
"Okay, it's a deal." Sang Sang said happily.
Afraid that Bai Ruang would regret it, he immediately took the other person's hand and gave him a high five.
"Three million, I'll do it for you." Sang Sang looked at Bai Fanyang as if he was the victim of an enemy.
Bai Ruan: Oh, I almost forgot. Sang Sang has a mental illness and always thinks that he can create something incredible.
"I just thought about it and let it go..."
Sangsang felt guilty and anxious, he must have thought it was too expensive.
"No, the price is negotiable. How about..." Sangsang didn't dare to open his mouth to the same lion as before, but he still boldly stretched out a finger, "One, a thousand..."
After saying that, Sangsang regretted it.
She is so bad. She sells others 199, but sells redundancy and turns it into a thousand?
Is this what the Internet calls killing mature people?
The more he thought about it, the more guilty he felt. Sangsang pointed at his opponent and said, "It's only 199 yuan."
"It can't be any less. I sold it to that person for 199 yuan."
White and redundant but smiling and silent.
Sang Sang thought that Bai Fangfang didn't believe it, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and said, "Look, I really didn't lie to you. The consignee is named Chen Zhijun, and the purchase price was 199 yuan."
"Well...although the cost is low, I still want to make a little bit of money..."
Sangsang pinched her fingers and made little meanings.
Well, actually she lied and made quite a lot of money.
Bai Fangfang didn't believe what Sang Sang said at all, and looked at Sang Sang's efforts to explain in amusement.
When he actually took Sangsang's mobile phone in his hand, his originally casual eyes slowly turned serious.
Sangsang’s grocery store?
In addition to the miscellaneous and somewhat familiar items sold inside, there are also Yali brand mobile phones, Hongwa's powerful pills, fringed antique hairpins, sparkling body necklaces, light-speed hot wheels, and flying little wings.
Bai Fan didn't know much about other things, but... His eyes wandered back and forth between Dali Wan and Feitian Little Wings.
The description on Feitian's little wings was almost the same as what he saw.
As for Dali Pill….
"Find someone to help you check if the man flying in the sky is named Chen Zhijun."
Three minutes later, Bai Rong received a positive reply.
Bai Fan quickly turned off his cell phone, covering his pounding heart, and walked to the door and looked around, then ran to the window and looked again and again.
"Sangsang, please don't let others look at your phone casually in the future, and don't tell people that you made these things."
Bai Fuang seemed to be looking at something rare. He finally understood: It turns out that the clown is myself.
Bai Ruang wanted to go back to the past and shoot his confident self to death.
Sang Sang talks to you honestly, but he treats people as if they are mentally ill.
"Sang Sang, how come you have such a big brain..." Bai Ruang put his palm on the top of Sang Sang's head, stroking it carefully.
The force is as if there is a piece of tofu under the palm of your hand, and it will be broken if you apply a little force.
"Then do you still want to buy it?"
"Buy, buy, buy..."
Suddenly, Bai Ruang thought of something and raised his voice sharply, "So, all your stuff is sold for 199 yuan?"
"It's too, too expensive, isn't it?" Sangsang tried to defend himself, no, it was an excuse, "Then you have to make some money."
Bai Ruang was heartbroken and said seriously, "It's too cheap."
"Too cheap?" Sangsang repeated unconsciously.
"Daliwan, do you know how much one pill is fetched on the black market?"
"The initial sales price increased from five hundred yuan to several thousand yuan, then tens of thousands of yuan... Now it's hundreds of thousands or millions, all of which are priced but not marketable."
Sangsang: "You just said that the initial selling price was five hundred pieces?"
Bai Duanfang: "Didn't you sell it at this price? According to statistics, there are only twenty Dali Pills on the market."
Bai Fang knew so clearly because he had a client who was suffering from cancer and had been searching for the whereabouts of Daliwan in various aspects.
In order to suit his liking, Bai Ruang sent people to investigate.
Unexpectedly, the thing I have been searching for was made by someone next to me.
"I didn't sell it." Sangsang gritted his teeth, "Ming Jin, Guo Zhou, you two are dead."
Bai Duanfang asked cautiously: "So, your price for Dali Pill is 199 yuan?"
There are thousands of good health products on the market, but a real anti-cancer drug only costs 199 yuan?
"Sang Sang... you are so kind." Bai Ruang held Sang Sang in his arms, "I thank you for those who are sick."
What a huge misunderstanding.
Sang Sang was particularly embarrassed. She really didn't mean to set the price like this. She was simply afraid that the price would be too high and she wouldn't be able to sell it.
After a long time, Sangsang finally realized that the things he made were quite valuable.
