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, 20s, and even 70s and 80s. But this is the first time he has met 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."
"Okay."
Zhao Qinglan picked up the pen and wrote down the payment account number and the name of the payee on the paper. This is 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 asking 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 cash here now."
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.
"Yeah."
I 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.
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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 doesn't have a good eye, you can only say that the person went out today and didn't read the almanac. Otherwise, he wouldn't 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."
Even though she is young, Zhao Qinglan is not an ordinary person. She can insert a leaf into a tree from a distance. Such an expert, even ordinary people who come to her with a wave of their hands are not enough to see her.
Therefore, the old man is really not worried at all about her safety.
Wang Lizheng glanced at his father and then at Zhao Qinglan, a little confused.
What's going on?
Is there something else that he doesn't know? How could he feel that something was 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 put my finger on 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 looks very new, and they are 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 ten thousand.
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 never shown her emotions. So, even if she is really happy, others can't see anything.
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 a little hard to get.
Her clothes couldn't fit in the pockets, and she didn't bring a bag or anything. So she had to find a bag to put it back in.
"Do you have 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 have seen the big 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 a gift bag for Zhao Qinglan.
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'm leaving first."
"Lanlan, I'll see you off, and I'm about to go back as well."
"No need..."
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After walking out of Magnolia Xuan, Zhao Qinglan did not continue shopping and walked directly towards the place where his parents set up a stall.
This time is the busiest time of the night market, and there are many people.
Zhao Qinglan still prefers quiet, the noise in this kind of place makes her head hurt.
After arriving at the place where her parents set up a stall, Zhao Qinglan saw many people standing in front of the stall from a distance, and heard noises.
"It's okay if you don't pay for food, why do you still push 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 it was you who 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 she 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 setting up a stall for so long, this is the first time Lin Qiaoqiao has encountered someone eating 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.