Chapter 734 — Who Are You Talking About?
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"Of course not! You'd better find her something cheap. If she really had to pay through the nose, she'd worry herself sick!" Tang Zhi sighed. She knew her mother's temperament well.
The six of them returned to the sales office, and the salesgirl set about drawing up the purchase contract for Bald Boss Wu. The contracts were all ready-made — pulled straight from the computer, printed out, all that remained was a signature and a stamp.
Bald Boss Wu raised his pen grandly and was about to scrawl his own name on the contract, when the little mistress grew rather displeased: "Didn't we agree it would be in my name? Why have you changed your mind?"
"Well..." Bald Boss Wu had in fact already shifted his sights to Tang Zhi! In every way that mattered, Tang Zhi was far superior to Xiaoli, and so he no longer wished to invest too much in Xiaoli. That was why he had played a little trick when signing the contract — but Xiaoli was sharp too, and caught it at once.
"I just forgot, that's all..." Bald Boss Wu laughed heartily. He was in the middle of showing off before Tang Zhi and her mother — how could he afford to look weak now? If Mother Tang took him for a miser who wouldn't even buy his woman a house, why would she ever help him win Tang Zhi over?
Only then did Xiaoli beam with delight and write her own name down, then happily planted another kiss on Boss Wu.
"Sir, you can make your payment now. Will that be cash, or would you prefer to use a bank card?" The salesgirl was thrilled to have closed a sale—and at twenty-five thousand more than the asking price! Surely the boss would praise her when he saw the numbers.
"What kind of stupid question is that? Of course it's a card! Who in their right mind carries over a million in cash around with them? Only some idiot who's never seen money before!" Bald Boss Wu shot the salesgirl an irritated glare and tossed a bank card onto the counter.
"Screw your sister—who the hell are you calling an idiot?" A hulking man clutching a big black plastic sack appeared out of nowhere and seized Bald Boss Wu by the collar. "You got a death wish?"
"Ah? Boss, I'm sorry, I wasn't talking about you..." Bald Boss Wu was startled half to death. This hulk packed far more of a visual punch than Wei Zhao ever had. Wei Zhao might have been formidable too—he'd kicked a car to a stop, after all—but he wasn't built like this, and so hadn't frightened Bald Boss Wu nearly so badly. This brute in the black tank top, covered head to toe in tattoos, genuinely gave him a shock.
Besides, even if the security guards showed up, he'd be the one in the wrong—who'd told him to run his mouth and call the man an idiot? So Bald Boss Wu hurried to apologize.
"Hmph. I don't have time to waste on a bald git like you. I could cave your skull in with this bag of money alone!" The hulk was clearly in a hurry to get somewhere; he let go of Bald Boss Wu and stalked off, leaving him to breathe a sigh of relief.
The salesgirl fetched the wireless card machine and swiped Bald Boss Wu's card, then handed him the receipt slip and issued him a payment voucher. "Sir, you're entitled to one lucky draw—you can go and try your luck! The grand prize is a free premium renovation plus home appliances; first prize is a full set of home appliances; second prize is a complete set of kitchen and bathroom fittings; third prize is a central water purifier; and there are smaller prizes too—electric kettles, electric stew pots, rice cookers, induction cookers, and so on. Every draw wins something—it's a hundred percent guaranteed..."