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Next to him, seeing the flat head put down the phone, the glasses moved up again.

Brother, what did the other side say? Did you promise to give the money?!

For the horse! That bastard, actually bargaining with me! Bah!

Pingtou spit out with displeasure and disdain.

How much do you want to give on the other side, bro? Glasses couldn't help being curious and asked.

That one looks like a pickpocket at first glance! I actually chopped off half of it directly! Thirty million, why don't you give half of it first, and get the other half to collect things!

His uncle, he thought it was a vegetable market! You can also bargain!

This house is so worthless, it was cut in half! I really don't want Bilian!

The two of them were obviously dissatisfied with the bargaining made by the shop across the street, and they uttered obscenities for a while, and they couldn't stop talking.

But cursing and cursing, the glasses suddenly frowned, and said in surprise: Brother by the way! I remembered!

You bastard! I told you not to be surprised, you want to scare me to death!

The flat head was caught off guard, startled by the voice, and gave the glasses a brain in an instant.

No brother, I remembered a good thing!

Glasses hugged his head aggrievedly and said: No brother, I didn't mean to scare you, I just remembered a good thing!

What's a good thing? Pingtou gave him a sideways look.

That local tyrant! Brother, have you forgotten that local tyrant?! The man with glasses looked excited.

Local? What happened to the local tyrant?

No! That thing is in our hands, and no one stipulates that it can only be sold to the family just now! In other words, it is not for sale, why not sell it to the local tycoon before?!

Besides, since that thing can be backed up anyway, we can sell it to three companies!

The man in glasses was talking and dancing, his face was flushed, he was very excited, as if he had taken medicine.

And brother! That local tyrant is so rich! Maybe selling things to him can make you a lot of money!

Only then did Pingtou realize it belatedly, and he was stunned for a moment!

But in the blink of an eye, he came to his senses, frowned with some hesitation and said, But... that family may not be willing to take it, right?

Why not! That family is willing to spend two million to buy Xia Wei's mobile phone number, so he must be interested in these things! The man with glasses yelled again.

Pingtou was stunned again for a moment, but blinked, and his eyes were full of light!

In the blink of an eye again, he slapped the top of the glasses with a slap!

Made, you boy! There are times when your brain is bright! You are right! Selling anyone is not selling, one is also selling, two are also selling, why not sell the third one?!

And that family, who is willing to pay double the price for Xia Wei's mobile phone number, must be both a rich man and a fanatic!

Sell!

sold!

Just find that home! call him!

Okay! I'll fight right away!

No! No! Wait! You ask first! Ask him first if he is interested! Forget it, let me do it! You, you go and close the shop! No business today!

The flat head was a little worried about the glasses, so he simply instructed him to close the door, and then picked up the phone himself.

...

the other side.

Zhou Yuan was just thinking about going back to Xia Wei to ask for a number, but just as he turned around, his cell phone rang.

Puzzled, he took it out and saw that it was the number from before.

This...why did you call?

Do you think I paid too much just now?

Zhou Yuan raised his eyebrows, hesitated, and slid to connect.

Hey, sir, do you remember me? I'm the one who sold you Xia Wei's phone number just now.

Remember, why, what's the matter with you?

It's like this. I still have some other things about Xia Wei in my hand. I wonder if you are interested?

something else?

What's the mess?

Is this shop addicted to selling things? Do you still feel that I paid too much money just now, and you think I was taken advantage of?

Zhou Yuan frowned, and said in an uncomfortable tone: Sorry, I don't think I need anything else.